(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...
With this new story, I wanna write a horror story.
It's called Imaginary:
Sierra, a young six tahun old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.
As Molly's parents notice their daughter Berlakon strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the meja, jadual for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.
Sierra is being fueled sejak something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.
Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.
On this Supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.
In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
It's called Imaginary:
Sierra, a young six tahun old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.
As Molly's parents notice their daughter Berlakon strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the meja, jadual for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.
Sierra is being fueled sejak something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.
Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.
On this Supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.
In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
Me and Brittany got scared when the police soalan us and got push toward the cop car.
The boys got is trouble because of the bir since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot lebih nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
The boys got is trouble because of the bir since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot lebih nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
anda don’t live this life,
you’re becoming a shadow
of your destiny.
This cruel fate hates
your laughter,
loving your pain that
sleeps inside your
broken heart.
Broken and tired
of all these Lost fights,
your life becomes
invisible
and anda don’t care anymore,
but anda do,
anda still do.
You’re trying to see
through this fog,
you’re still fighting
for that day,
the hari of your peace.
Your path is full of
thorns that are stabbing anda
directly into your hope,
tearing your soul apart,
you’re on the wings of powerlessness.
hei Mom,
It's been a while
Since anda sat seterusnya to me,
Since I saw anda smile
I miss anda Mom
I wish anda were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see anda Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my hati, tengah-tengah in two
I'll always remember Mom,
anda taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling anda Mom
Losing anda killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what anda were Mom,
Strong.
In everything anda said
In everything anda did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid
I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever Lost a parent.
It's been a while
Since anda sat seterusnya to me,
Since I saw anda smile
I miss anda Mom
I wish anda were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see anda Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my hati, tengah-tengah in two
I'll always remember Mom,
anda taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling anda Mom
Losing anda killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what anda were Mom,
Strong.
In everything anda said
In everything anda did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid
I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever Lost a parent.