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Alone page [1/3] chapter 1: PainAlone
page [1/3] chapter 1: Pain
The door clicks as i shut it and turn to face my window walking towards it slowly so my brother wont hear me, I stand by the window opening it and pause to see how far the jump is i turn to get my bunk bed ladder out of my closet but on my way back to the window i stub my toe on the bed side table and drop the ladder and yell "SHIT !" , I quickly cover my mouth but it was too late my brother Jack came stomping up the stairs and i scramble quickly grabbing the ladder and placing it outside my window and as I put my right foot on the first bar of the ladder my brother comes in and his face turns as red as a tomato when he sees what I'm doing and he yells "GET YOUR ASS BACK IN HERE TIMMY !" i quickly try to climb but as i reach the bottom he grabs me by the collar of my shirt and yanks me up cutting off the air to my lungs. He tosses me at the wall and i land on the floor with a thud then he grabs the ladder and chucks it at me the wind getting knocked
How it all works i think .....How it all works i think
Today was a good day
today was a good day because no one talked to me
no one talked to me because they have better things to do
they have better things to do because im not their friend
im not their friend because i don't like people
i don't like people because they can be mean
they can be mean ....but i dont know why
i don't know why because im not them
im not them .....but maybe i can relate ?
maybe i can relate because there not alone
there not alone because the earth is full
the earth is full of sad hurting people
but im wondering ......
When did it all start ??
Memmory so distantMemmory so distant
I walk alone in the dark of my mind were no one goes and everything stays the same. At the back of my mind hangs a memmory so vivid and bright almost like it was happaning, It was a memmory of me as a little girl i was wearing kaprees and a pink t-shirt my hair pulled back in a ponytail and i sat on a set of swings next to a girl wearing a blue tamk top and shorts i think she was my friend ...i dont remember having any friends, she was saying something distant and muffled, But thats the thing about memmories ...what they say is allways distorted in some way. I watched as me and the girl were swinging slowly talking then i drw in a quick breath as i smile A smile so bright and cute as it reached my eyes puffing up my cheaks like a chipmunk when they stuff their cheaks with acorns, I reaches forwords to touch the memmory (Bad move) the memmory rippled and blurred like a mud puddle when you step in it, I crouched down hugging my knees.
it seems that everything i touch .
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