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I walk in the shadow of a brother turned bad. He steals and he lies and he's nearly gone mad. He's got a record, quite a big one he had. It's all just going down.
Hey dad, I hate you... Don't misunderstand me, I know that as an adult, as a man, as a father one doesn't have time to dig into the past.
Chapter 4 ------------ -"Hello?" Jonah's voice says on the other end. -"Jonah. Thank god you picked up!" I say through tears. -"Charlotte, what's going on?" -"It's my mom.
Destroy is my favorite word. So I got my garters and I caught your tongue like a cartoon cat. You got my skin in yours and you caught on.
I couldn't take it any more. All this; going to school acting like everything is good at home; going home acting like everything is fine at school.
There's a wooden box my mother keeps. On the edge of her old cabinet. I wonder how I'd react to what's inside. If we finally ever met. Paint's been chipped but what's still clear.
I was still in the bush when I woke up and my mind was groggy. I couldn't see much but I got to my feet slowly and fell backwards against a fence. "Ugh" I complained rubbing my sore neck.
I was really screwed up now. Everywhere I looked, there where psychadelic colours and strange shapes all over. The strange world had invaded my home. I panicked, and started hyperventillating.
How does it feel. To embrace the pain. As failure sinks in. A pain of shame. How does it feel. To watch the torture. As the man burns. And you're the scorcher. How does it feel. To watch her fall.
Crash, is all I could hear at the front door. My father was frantically collecting items and squashing them in suitcases. Crash another call of warning from the police.
The banging never ceases. The noise increases. "Mummy, when will this stop?". She'll scream again when another will drop. Her mother will hold her near. Being careful not to shed a tear.
Bright as a button I was as dark as mud Full of life I had an empty soul Volume on eleven But I was stuck on mute A brother to all men But they weren't my own Fantastic imagination It was my...
Closing my eyes I take a deep breath as I look out at the crowd surrounding the runway, my heart racing as it has done every night since I began this profession when I was just 21 years of age,...
You ask me, Who am I. Where am I from. When did I change. Why am I still here. How far will I go. Who am I. I am a woman Where do I come from. I come from a broken home When did I change.
Her father approached as the girl tugged at her delicate sleeves. She knew what was coming. She knew he was coming. He grabbed her wrist, and she screamed at his grip.
You know there's something wrong when you can't live in your own home, You can't think straight & have blurred vision, You thought you had the benefit of doubt, But now you're left making a...
Her eyes met his and in them she saw no trace of Zayden left. She tried to reach up behind her to pull herself up onto the couch where the duffle bags with the weapons and ammo were but she couldn't.
I was told today that I didn't know what a hard life was. Just because I didn't try and commit suicide, and cut my arms. It doesn't mean I had a perfect life.
(Read part 6 to understand) She said words that caught Mae's eyes. Mae ignored the monsters.
#nightdwellers #beginningline He stepped silently out of the shadows like a spectre, his face ashen in the cold moonlight, the wind lifting the tails of his suit jacket and playing with the strands...
There's a man boarding up the wishing well. Singing, wish your dreams a good farewell. He bares his teeth and then he disappears. And you have no more coins to toss. On plans you make that end up...
Oh the sickness. Sibling racket of misfortune. sacks for addicted sex sound tune. To flesh she's bound ,. A spirit she's yet found,. Deep beneath chemicals layed in.
She couldn't take it anymore. The hurting and the pain. She'd found a way of escape. But it brought everything but gain. Her mother kissed her boyfriend. While her baby brother cried.
Hand in hand, we walked down the beach, sand rising in between our toes. You stop and turn to look at me, out eyes meet and we are kissing.