KendraHawk
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I squeeze my eyes shut, as I remember the day that changed my life. I rock back and forth, small crystal tears streaming down my pale face. I push my glossy black hair out the way and wipe the tears off my face, but it didn't stop. The tears just keep on coming.
I sigh as I hear soft knocking on my door. I obviously want to be left alone, so why can't she just do that?
"Elvira? Can I come in?" My Mother calls.
I look at myself in the mirror. My eyes are red and puffy because I haven't been able to stop crying It isn't anything that happened recently that made me start crying, just memories.
I suddenly remember my Mother is outside. "No," I snap at her, "just leave me alone."
"Darling, I need to speak to you. Open up the door and we can talk about it."
I actually consider it for a moment. I miss being part of a lovely family.
"Just go away! I don't need you to look after me!" I shout at her. I hear my mother sigh loudly outside of my door and then I hear small footsteps moving further and further away.
I walk over to my window and stare outside at the other houses. The one across from us is made from red bricks and it's covered in vines and leaves, it looks much nicer than our house. Our house is small, made of stone and it has single panes for the windows. It's even worse on the inside.
I slowly open the window, and look at how far away the ground is. I really want to get out of the house, but I don't want to go anyway near my mother. It's not too far from the ground, so I doubt I'll hurt myself.
I look around outside, checking to see if anyone's watching. When I know that it's clear, I jump.
My feet hit the rocky pavement, and I bend my knees to help me balance. For one moment in my life I'm actually glad that I went to those gymnastic classes that my mother sent me to.
I look from side to side, wondering which way to go. Left is to the beach, there won't be too many people there as it's Winter but it's colder near the beach and I'm in shorts and a tank top. Right is to the playground, and as much as I don't want to admit it, I still love playgrounds. I turn to the right, and run to the playground, not caring that I have no shoes or a jacket.
As I reach the playground, I mentally face palm myself. I forgot it was a Sunday, of course it's going to be full of other kids! I jump on to the swing and start pushing myself.
I watch the other children having fun from where I'm sitting. How come they can be so happy while I feel so depressed? I'm kind of glad they can't feel what I'm feeling, it's my fault after all. But then again, I want them to know what I'm feeling, so I don't have to suffer alone.
Suddenly, my eyes fill with tears and I hurry to wipe them away. If there's anything I've learnt from tears, it's that tears lead to people pitying you, and that leads to you crying even more. That's not what I want, I just want to be left alone with me, myself and I.
Sorry that the chapters aren't long, I'll try and make them longer. Wow, I didn't know I could write such dark stories
xD
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I sigh as I hear soft knocking on my door. I obviously want to be left alone, so why can't she just do that?
"Elvira? Can I come in?" My Mother calls.
I look at myself in the mirror. My eyes are red and puffy because I haven't been able to stop crying It isn't anything that happened recently that made me start crying, just memories.
I suddenly remember my Mother is outside. "No," I snap at her, "just leave me alone."
"Darling, I need to speak to you. Open up the door and we can talk about it."
I actually consider it for a moment. I miss being part of a lovely family.
"Just go away! I don't need you to look after me!" I shout at her. I hear my mother sigh loudly outside of my door and then I hear small footsteps moving further and further away.
I walk over to my window and stare outside at the other houses. The one across from us is made from red bricks and it's covered in vines and leaves, it looks much nicer than our house. Our house is small, made of stone and it has single panes for the windows. It's even worse on the inside.
I slowly open the window, and look at how far away the ground is. I really want to get out of the house, but I don't want to go anyway near my mother. It's not too far from the ground, so I doubt I'll hurt myself.
I look around outside, checking to see if anyone's watching. When I know that it's clear, I jump.
My feet hit the rocky pavement, and I bend my knees to help me balance. For one moment in my life I'm actually glad that I went to those gymnastic classes that my mother sent me to.
I look from side to side, wondering which way to go. Left is to the beach, there won't be too many people there as it's Winter but it's colder near the beach and I'm in shorts and a tank top. Right is to the playground, and as much as I don't want to admit it, I still love playgrounds. I turn to the right, and run to the playground, not caring that I have no shoes or a jacket.
As I reach the playground, I mentally face palm myself. I forgot it was a Sunday, of course it's going to be full of other kids! I jump on to the swing and start pushing myself.
I watch the other children having fun from where I'm sitting. How come they can be so happy while I feel so depressed? I'm kind of glad they can't feel what I'm feeling, it's my fault after all. But then again, I want them to know what I'm feeling, so I don't have to suffer alone.
Suddenly, my eyes fill with tears and I hurry to wipe them away. If there's anything I've learnt from tears, it's that tears lead to people pitying you, and that leads to you crying even more. That's not what I want, I just want to be left alone with me, myself and I.
Sorry that the chapters aren't long, I'll try and make them longer. Wow, I didn't know I could write such dark stories
xD@SaraLanceCanary @Rougeofnjh @LaurenDmm300 v. 2.0 @Jc Garcia @Pixel @PhoenixOrNah @Laura_Aria @Elania @Typifox @Aypifox @ShyFox
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