(this is realistic-fiction, some parts are true and some are false. that should become evident as time goes on ^.^)
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Everything fell when David left.
I never understood why. He was just a friend to me at that time, and Friends back then were any people that I could get in a conversation with. They were people that listened. And really, seeing him leave was just as normal as any of my other Friends that left during that year. There was nothing too it; I would convince myself over and over again that he would eventually come back, and that we might even meet up in the future and talk about our untold time in between.
But when David left...things got scary, frightening. It wasn't just my life that was being destroyed; it was everyone around me. My mom, in a positive way, was getting back on track with her Cinta life. She was searching again. But yet, with her eager mood, she went from person to person, denying that this man wasn't right for her. It eventually came to the point where I had no clue who was staying in our house anymore, and it wasn't uncommon to see a unusual man inside our apartment drinking from a susu carton atau cuddling with my mom while she was making coffee.
And then there was my dad, too. Of course, we never had the closest relationship. But as I learned simply over the years his problems and all the harsh things he did to my mom, it became evident that he wasn't someone to trust, someone to like.
Within a year, at the age of eleven, I was probably lebih smarter than others when it came to friendships. I was relying lebih and lebih on people hearing me out, and even if I was telling them little things about my day, I craved to tell them about my crashing world, about the things I wanted changed.
After David left, I relied on no one. Just my notebooks that recorded all my secrets, all my desires for a healthier life...
Before he left, I remembered the dream I had, and if I was smarter then, just sejak some increment lebih knowledgeable, I would have told him about it. I would have mentioned it. Because I had no clue.
I had no clue what kind of monster he was.
And his sudden appearance now...didn't help. Didn't help me physically, atau emotionally...
Because now he was staying for good. And he wasn't leaving until he got what he wanted.
Something he wanted for years...
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Everything fell when David left.
I never understood why. He was just a friend to me at that time, and Friends back then were any people that I could get in a conversation with. They were people that listened. And really, seeing him leave was just as normal as any of my other Friends that left during that year. There was nothing too it; I would convince myself over and over again that he would eventually come back, and that we might even meet up in the future and talk about our untold time in between.
But when David left...things got scary, frightening. It wasn't just my life that was being destroyed; it was everyone around me. My mom, in a positive way, was getting back on track with her Cinta life. She was searching again. But yet, with her eager mood, she went from person to person, denying that this man wasn't right for her. It eventually came to the point where I had no clue who was staying in our house anymore, and it wasn't uncommon to see a unusual man inside our apartment drinking from a susu carton atau cuddling with my mom while she was making coffee.
And then there was my dad, too. Of course, we never had the closest relationship. But as I learned simply over the years his problems and all the harsh things he did to my mom, it became evident that he wasn't someone to trust, someone to like.
Within a year, at the age of eleven, I was probably lebih smarter than others when it came to friendships. I was relying lebih and lebih on people hearing me out, and even if I was telling them little things about my day, I craved to tell them about my crashing world, about the things I wanted changed.
After David left, I relied on no one. Just my notebooks that recorded all my secrets, all my desires for a healthier life...
Before he left, I remembered the dream I had, and if I was smarter then, just sejak some increment lebih knowledgeable, I would have told him about it. I would have mentioned it. Because I had no clue.
I had no clue what kind of monster he was.
And his sudden appearance now...didn't help. Didn't help me physically, atau emotionally...
Because now he was staying for good. And he wasn't leaving until he got what he wanted.
Something he wanted for years...
"Good sejak danny," I berkata Ciuman him on the cheek one last time."we may not see each other again but I will remember you." for the past week danny and i have been dating on a crusie. (sorry spelling? my mind is not working today.)We both knew the hari would come when we would not be able to see each other. Now it had come. I hugged him and walked down the gang plank.
4 months later
I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I berkata to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie atau somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.
4 months later
I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I berkata to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie atau somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.
I needed more, more! I threw the book across the dimly lit, wooden attic. The book hit a stack of old newspapers. I tore open yet another book. Nothing would give me my answers.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” berkata Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” berkata Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
