I return ہوم after the long walk to Curlie's. The hand gun at my side, I creep into the house and تلاش it to make sure Dad isn't inside. Seeing that he's gone I open my closet and set the gun in the empty walk - in. I wish Anneri would come home, there is a little voice inside my head telling me that she needs to come home. It scares me beyond belief, half of me tells me to go out to the fields and find her, I wish I had listened to that voice. I wish i had listened to it even مزید when I hear my mom open the door and run into me and Anneri's room. Her hair a flurry her eyes wide she looks to me "did آپ get it?" I nod her voice is pierced سے طرف کی fear, that just scares me even more. "Good," She hugs me once مزید and I hold her tightly, somthing a bout her tells me it might be our last. Then she hears the door slam and without warning she takes my head and kisses my forehead "I love آپ so much, don't let him hurt you." Then before I can reply she pushes me into the closet and locks it from the outside. I jiggle the handle roughly 'No don't do this please don't do this,' I keep thinking as I hear dad walking down the hall. I want to be out there with my mom, I want to protect her. But she won't let me, she wants to keep me safe. I pound on the door "Mom!" But there is no response. i listen to the hall, a glass shatters, somone bangs into the wall, another glass shatters. 3, then though مزید banging, 4, 5, 6, god its never been مزید then 5 when me and Anneri where hiding together. 7,8,9, Whats nine!?!?!? Hes never gone all the way up to 7 what happens at nine? then me دل almost stops as i hear my bedroom door open and hit the دیوار roughly. I cant stand it, i know there no chance of Mom making it out now, i slam my hands over my ears so i dont have to hear her scream. And i jump as a gunshot goes off and tears roll out of my eyes. i slam my eyes closed imagning that i was free, maybe me and Anneri, running away, freedom at our hands, our pack of wolves at our side. But everyone has to wake up from there daydreams. Expessially me when the door opens loud enough to penatrate my barrior and horror streams though me when i take my hands off my ears. and the voice of my only friend screams terrified,
"Darka!" I could reaconize that voice in my sleep, it was my, little Anneri.
"Darka!" I could reaconize that voice in my sleep, it was my, little Anneri.
Dear Self
What if آپ don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last دن on this earth?
What if that two منٹ conversation آپ had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time آپ ever spoke to her?
What if آپ never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile یا talk to him ever again?
What if آپ later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would آپ be proud of the life آپ have lived?
Will آپ regret something that آپ did یا did not say?
Would آپ be proud of how people would remember you?
Would آپ regret not taking مزید chances, یا not telling him what آپ really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My دل racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
What if آپ don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last دن on this earth?
What if that two منٹ conversation آپ had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time آپ ever spoke to her?
What if آپ never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile یا talk to him ever again?
What if آپ later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would آپ be proud of the life آپ have lived?
Will آپ regret something that آپ did یا did not say?
Would آپ be proud of how people would remember you?
Would آپ regret not taking مزید chances, یا not telling him what آپ really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My دل racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
