Post by RavenSparrow on Jan 22, 2005 10:39:59 GMT -5
'Ello mates! I hav decided ta participate in all the fun, and post a fic me and a mate of mine arr writin together! Yay fer you, right? ???lol. R&R mates!!!
Brittany’s POV
Our father was dead, I had to get that through my head. He wasn’t coming back. How could this have happened? I looked at my twin sister, Rachel, her head bowed as she stared at the now muddy ground from the hard rain. Her face showed no emotion, just staring into space. It's not like we missed him it was just so sudden. The only person that was heard crying for him was mom. As they lowered the coffin into the ground the only things that kept popping into my mind were of his face. It was not a happy face, for my father never looked happy. It was a face of anger as his hand whipped across my face.
I could still feel the sting of his hand. Even though he's gone, he'll always be there to haunt us in our nightmares. I had it worse than my sister did. She tried to help, but it only made him angrier. It's not like I don't miss him, because the odd thing is I felt horrible. The question is why, why did I miss the man that had me in my bed crying every night? Why do I miss the man that made me feel like the worst person ever? Why is it that when my father died I also wanted to die? I wish that I could push the thoughts of suicide out of my head, but every time I try to remember him reality hits. Would it be better if I killed myself? Would my death help take away the pain I feel inside? Why is my life going so wrong?! Why is God punishing me and my family this way?! Why can't we live a normal life? Why? Well I wouldn’t have to be concerned with that anymore. For pretty soon I would be gone and everything would be solved. But then I remembered Rachel. Would she be able to be happy with me gone? Dad's already made her become a Goth, wearing nothing but black and red. Would my death make her get worse, would she become suicidal just like me? She gets in fights at school and cusses out the teachers just to piss off dad, but with him gone will she become the smiling beautiful sister that I used to know, that was my role model? With my luck? No!
Day after day I would stay in my bed, the tear stained pillow under me. Rachel did everything to try and make me feel better but nothing worked. Nothing could take away the horrible feelings. I decided tonight I'm going to do it. I'm gonna make everything and everyone’s lives easier by jumping in the East River.
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So, what do ya think? Good? Bad? Hopefully Good! lol. Review me merry crew of Sands lubers!!!!
Brittany’s POV
Our father was dead, I had to get that through my head. He wasn’t coming back. How could this have happened? I looked at my twin sister, Rachel, her head bowed as she stared at the now muddy ground from the hard rain. Her face showed no emotion, just staring into space. It's not like we missed him it was just so sudden. The only person that was heard crying for him was mom. As they lowered the coffin into the ground the only things that kept popping into my mind were of his face. It was not a happy face, for my father never looked happy. It was a face of anger as his hand whipped across my face.
I could still feel the sting of his hand. Even though he's gone, he'll always be there to haunt us in our nightmares. I had it worse than my sister did. She tried to help, but it only made him angrier. It's not like I don't miss him, because the odd thing is I felt horrible. The question is why, why did I miss the man that had me in my bed crying every night? Why do I miss the man that made me feel like the worst person ever? Why is it that when my father died I also wanted to die? I wish that I could push the thoughts of suicide out of my head, but every time I try to remember him reality hits. Would it be better if I killed myself? Would my death help take away the pain I feel inside? Why is my life going so wrong?! Why is God punishing me and my family this way?! Why can't we live a normal life? Why? Well I wouldn’t have to be concerned with that anymore. For pretty soon I would be gone and everything would be solved. But then I remembered Rachel. Would she be able to be happy with me gone? Dad's already made her become a Goth, wearing nothing but black and red. Would my death make her get worse, would she become suicidal just like me? She gets in fights at school and cusses out the teachers just to piss off dad, but with him gone will she become the smiling beautiful sister that I used to know, that was my role model? With my luck? No!
Day after day I would stay in my bed, the tear stained pillow under me. Rachel did everything to try and make me feel better but nothing worked. Nothing could take away the horrible feelings. I decided tonight I'm going to do it. I'm gonna make everything and everyone’s lives easier by jumping in the East River.
~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$
So, what do ya think? Good? Bad? Hopefully Good! lol. Review me merry crew of Sands lubers!!!!
