Thanks for the memories
Chapter one
June 6, 1994, my birth. My mother never meant to have me. Never did. My father's condom apparently broke so they were stuck with me. A babygirl. I had short brown hair with amber eyes. But when I was born, I had blue with a light brown lining around my pupil. The doctors never could figure that part out. My eyes changed quicker than most babies. My eyes changed a week earlier than they were supposed to. That's why I get picked on, I tell that story and no one believes me. They call me "Weirdo", "fake", etc.
Though my mother left and my father is a total drunk, I get on my life just fine. I'm quiet in class and do as I'm told. I had to learn to cook on my own. I never burnt anything like I had the talent for cooking oder something. Who knows? What was the purpose of my life? I had glasses and considered a geek, though I wasn't super skinny oder fat. I was fit and healthy. Not really built but didn't care since I never played any sports. My dad hit me the other night but didn't matter. I got hit every night and covered it with little make up. Von the time I got home, the make up got worn off. I didn't know if kids saw the bruises since I was very pale.
When I returned Home that Tag from school, I ran upstairs before my father saw me. I heard his girlfriend and him making out loudly in the living room when I got to the middle of the steps. Then their sounds went to a blur when I reach my bedroom. I threw my backpack on the ground and sat on my bed. Friday night. Nothing to do, really. There was a party going on and the beliebt kids were going. They purposely say it in front of me to get me jealous. I don't really. I never tried drugs oder anything. I probably never would.
I stared at my backpack. No homework. My teacher usually did but today she didn't. I was 17 years old and wanted homework on a friday night.
"Why am I even living?" I whispered to myself. I went to my dresser and opened one of the drawers slowly. I pulled out a messer I looked at everyday, wondering what it would be like to end my life totally. I went back to my bett and placed the blade above my main artery in my wrist. I bite my lip and took one last breath until...
"VISE JENNA LUTH!!!!" I jumped slightly when my named was called Von my father. Vise is a roman name, I never memorized exactly what it meant but I guess it was pretty. It was like saying "vase" then with an "a" after it. I know, differently spellings.
I quickly put the messer away and ran down the steps. My feet carried me to the living room where my father was waiting. His blue eyes sharp as his short black hair that went to the middle of his forehead. I smiled weakly at him.
"Yes daddy?" I asked quietly. His girlfriend was dressed in short clothing. Her make up was way too overdone. She was wearing mostly pink. She had small boobs like a 5th grader's and her panties were almost showing. I never looked there but they were clearing visible to anyone.
"Call me 'father' and Du know that. Sydney wants a drink, go get her one," my father demanded.
I nodded and walked to the küche that was across the hall. I got Sydney, my father's girlfriend, a drink. A bier bottle. Two at that. I knew my dad was asking for one also.
When I got the hallway, my feet stopped and made me trip. I fell silently. The bier bottles landing upright and perfectly fine when my fingers spread from one another. I gasped.
"Vise?" my father called. I quickly got back up on my feet and grabbed the bier bottles. Shoving the bottles to my father, I ran back up the steps quicker than I normally could. Weird. I shrugged it off.
Shutting the door then going to the dresser once more, I sighed. I was ready, finally. All alone. Hopefully no distractions. My hand gripped on the handle of my drawer and slid it open. Wait...
My eyes widened. Where was it?!? I searched my whole drawer then my dresser, trying to find the knife.
Then I heard my bett creaked. I turned.
A teenager girl with bright yellow wings sitting on my bed. She had long white hair and icy blue eyes. She held up my knife. Her wings weren't like Angel – Jäger der Finsternis wings but Mehr lighter, probably silenter.
"Looking for this?" she asked, raising an eyebrow?
To be continued...
Chapter one
June 6, 1994, my birth. My mother never meant to have me. Never did. My father's condom apparently broke so they were stuck with me. A babygirl. I had short brown hair with amber eyes. But when I was born, I had blue with a light brown lining around my pupil. The doctors never could figure that part out. My eyes changed quicker than most babies. My eyes changed a week earlier than they were supposed to. That's why I get picked on, I tell that story and no one believes me. They call me "Weirdo", "fake", etc.
Though my mother left and my father is a total drunk, I get on my life just fine. I'm quiet in class and do as I'm told. I had to learn to cook on my own. I never burnt anything like I had the talent for cooking oder something. Who knows? What was the purpose of my life? I had glasses and considered a geek, though I wasn't super skinny oder fat. I was fit and healthy. Not really built but didn't care since I never played any sports. My dad hit me the other night but didn't matter. I got hit every night and covered it with little make up. Von the time I got home, the make up got worn off. I didn't know if kids saw the bruises since I was very pale.
When I returned Home that Tag from school, I ran upstairs before my father saw me. I heard his girlfriend and him making out loudly in the living room when I got to the middle of the steps. Then their sounds went to a blur when I reach my bedroom. I threw my backpack on the ground and sat on my bed. Friday night. Nothing to do, really. There was a party going on and the beliebt kids were going. They purposely say it in front of me to get me jealous. I don't really. I never tried drugs oder anything. I probably never would.
I stared at my backpack. No homework. My teacher usually did but today she didn't. I was 17 years old and wanted homework on a friday night.
"Why am I even living?" I whispered to myself. I went to my dresser and opened one of the drawers slowly. I pulled out a messer I looked at everyday, wondering what it would be like to end my life totally. I went back to my bett and placed the blade above my main artery in my wrist. I bite my lip and took one last breath until...
"VISE JENNA LUTH!!!!" I jumped slightly when my named was called Von my father. Vise is a roman name, I never memorized exactly what it meant but I guess it was pretty. It was like saying "vase" then with an "a" after it. I know, differently spellings.
I quickly put the messer away and ran down the steps. My feet carried me to the living room where my father was waiting. His blue eyes sharp as his short black hair that went to the middle of his forehead. I smiled weakly at him.
"Yes daddy?" I asked quietly. His girlfriend was dressed in short clothing. Her make up was way too overdone. She was wearing mostly pink. She had small boobs like a 5th grader's and her panties were almost showing. I never looked there but they were clearing visible to anyone.
"Call me 'father' and Du know that. Sydney wants a drink, go get her one," my father demanded.
I nodded and walked to the küche that was across the hall. I got Sydney, my father's girlfriend, a drink. A bier bottle. Two at that. I knew my dad was asking for one also.
When I got the hallway, my feet stopped and made me trip. I fell silently. The bier bottles landing upright and perfectly fine when my fingers spread from one another. I gasped.
"Vise?" my father called. I quickly got back up on my feet and grabbed the bier bottles. Shoving the bottles to my father, I ran back up the steps quicker than I normally could. Weird. I shrugged it off.
Shutting the door then going to the dresser once more, I sighed. I was ready, finally. All alone. Hopefully no distractions. My hand gripped on the handle of my drawer and slid it open. Wait...
My eyes widened. Where was it?!? I searched my whole drawer then my dresser, trying to find the knife.
Then I heard my bett creaked. I turned.
A teenager girl with bright yellow wings sitting on my bed. She had long white hair and icy blue eyes. She held up my knife. Her wings weren't like Angel – Jäger der Finsternis wings but Mehr lighter, probably silenter.
"Looking for this?" she asked, raising an eyebrow?
To be continued...
but now its over
and i am not going back
had my herz broken
had my dreams blown away
it only took Du a second
to rearrange my whole day
I use to know you
but now its over
and i see that now
Du blew me away
far from here
and i couldnt make it back
but i bet Du knew that
I use to know
someone like you
he was friendly
but i left him behind
in the rain
in the cold
where i couldnt see him
i hope you're different
it would help
if Du werent exactly like him
nice to know you
but i must go
and protect my soul
how nice of Du to stop by
but please go Home now
I use to know you
but now im long gone
and it feels great'
to leave that burden behind
i wont see Du again
i wont be there when Du fall
just know that i
wont pick Du up again
Thursday
Kyle is the worst boyfriend ever! The party ended with me in a coma. Apparently there was alcohol in my drink. I had an overdose and it almost killed me. Kyle swears he didn't do it. I want to believe him. I really want to. I know Kyle had done it because I know saw him poor something in there. At first I thought it was water oder something to make it sweeter. It wasn't water. I couldn't go to school today because they were pumping the alcohol out of my system oder something. I'm not entirely sure what happened. All I know is that for a couple if Minuten I was pronounced dead. My heartbeat soon started thumping again but I was in a coma. My parents were so worried. I thought for sure they would be dead from shock. Kyle is banned from coming near me. My dad implied that rule. My mom kept crying whenever she talked to me. All she could manage to get out of her mouth besides whimpers were muffled words. I don't think I'll be seeing Kyle for a while now.
Kyle is the worst boyfriend ever! The party ended with me in a coma. Apparently there was alcohol in my drink. I had an overdose and it almost killed me. Kyle swears he didn't do it. I want to believe him. I really want to. I know Kyle had done it because I know saw him poor something in there. At first I thought it was water oder something to make it sweeter. It wasn't water. I couldn't go to school today because they were pumping the alcohol out of my system oder something. I'm not entirely sure what happened. All I know is that for a couple if Minuten I was pronounced dead. My heartbeat soon started thumping again but I was in a coma. My parents were so worried. I thought for sure they would be dead from shock. Kyle is banned from coming near me. My dad implied that rule. My mom kept crying whenever she talked to me. All she could manage to get out of her mouth besides whimpers were muffled words. I don't think I'll be seeing Kyle for a while now.
What a change Such a dramatic change
Once I was small and ignored
Now I'm called when their bored
oder looking for a friend
To talk to till the end I use to be invisible
Now I feel invincible
They can't hurt me
Look at what I can be
This is new
Something almost true
That great feeling
Was somewhat appealing
But soon disappeared
Whenever I neared
Now I am small
No longer tall
Completely ignored
Always bored
It happened so fast Invisible in the past
Then became invincible
And immediately back to invisible
It changes everyday I don't know what to say
Maybe it won't stay the same
I'll be forever lame
Once I was small and ignored
Now I'm called when their bored
oder looking for a friend
To talk to till the end I use to be invisible
Now I feel invincible
They can't hurt me
Look at what I can be
This is new
Something almost true
That great feeling
Was somewhat appealing
But soon disappeared
Whenever I neared
Now I am small
No longer tall
Completely ignored
Always bored
It happened so fast Invisible in the past
Then became invincible
And immediately back to invisible
It changes everyday I don't know what to say
Maybe it won't stay the same
I'll be forever lame
Tuesday
The preps have got on my nerves for the last time. They decides to expose my crush on Kyle. How dare they? Who do they think they are? Their leader was like we all know that Laurie likes Kyle. U was all like please, I so don't. Then we got into this huge argument. Jennifer, L. J, and Tammie had my back though. Jennifer started trash talking their leader, Carly Louis, and they rest of her desperate followers. Kyle interjected and sagte that if I liked him then it wasn't any of their business. This is why I like the boy so much. After school when I was walking him from school, Kyle caught up with me. He told me that he thought those girls were cruel and should stay in their own business. I couldn't agree more. He whirled around suddenly and kissed me! I was utterly speechless. He started stuttering and then sprinted off in the other direction before I could say anything. Yep, that KISS was everything that I had imagined it would be but why do I feel like it was so wrong.
The preps have got on my nerves for the last time. They decides to expose my crush on Kyle. How dare they? Who do they think they are? Their leader was like we all know that Laurie likes Kyle. U was all like please, I so don't. Then we got into this huge argument. Jennifer, L. J, and Tammie had my back though. Jennifer started trash talking their leader, Carly Louis, and they rest of her desperate followers. Kyle interjected and sagte that if I liked him then it wasn't any of their business. This is why I like the boy so much. After school when I was walking him from school, Kyle caught up with me. He told me that he thought those girls were cruel and should stay in their own business. I couldn't agree more. He whirled around suddenly and kissed me! I was utterly speechless. He started stuttering and then sprinted off in the other direction before I could say anything. Yep, that KISS was everything that I had imagined it would be but why do I feel like it was so wrong.