This is a world for my dreams. I love to dream and picture different people and things. Later i turn them into stories. So this is a world full of my thoughts pretty much. How i'm feeling, what's going through my head ya know the usual.
So come take a look inside, ya never know it might be a surprise.
Our story starts with a little girl. The little girl is crying as her dad pats her head. I remember. The little girl is me. I can not be more than three or four. Dad is leaving for the war, and I beg him to stay. I know he can’t, but I beg anyway. Mom comes and carries me into the house. I thrash and cry trying to grab dad. He waves goodbye as the front door closes. Time leaps forward. I’m standing in the kitchen doorway. I watch mom cry as she opens a letter from dad; we haven’t heard from him in months. I smile and cry too. Boom! My eyes shoot open. I am laying in bed. It was just a dream I think. There are loud booming sounds coming from outside. I run over to the window. I see fire; the town is set ablaze. The fire is consuming everything as thick black smoke rises into the night sky. People are running, screaming as soldiers gun them down. I notice the sky is filled with planes. They are the ones dropping the bombs. I look away horrified. “It can’t be! Dad is on the front lines fighting there is no way they could have made it this far.” Bang! I hear the front door slam open interrupting my thoughts. I dash down the hall to the top of the stairs. I see an enemy soldier, but he doesn't see me. He looks down the hall at my mother. He aims, and I watch as he murders her. One clear shot to the chest. I hear the gunshot before I see her fall. I can’t help it; I scream. The man looks up and stares at me. We make eye contact for a brief moment then adrenaline takes over. I sprint down the hall and slam my bedroom door shut. I hear the footsteps behind me. I don’t hesitate, I shove the dresser in front of the door. I know I don’t have much time. I dart over to my sister. She’s still sleeping. I shake her shoulders.
“Wake up!” I yell.
“What’s happening? Where is mommy?” she asks groggily.
I force myself not to cry.
“She’s gone. Get your shoes we need to leave,” I reply.
I pull open the closet and grab the emergency packs mom made.
“What do you mean gone? Where?” she questions me.
I can hear the concern in her voice, but I just can’t bring myself to tell her. Bam! I hear the man slam against the door.
“Get your shoes on now!” I scream.
She stares blankly at me blankly for a moment then she listens and puts her shoes on. I throw mine on too and open the window. I throw the packs outside and grab my sister. I yank her toward the window.
“We have to jump!” I command.
There is a tree just a few feet away.
“No! I’m scared,” she cries.
“Come on Ava!” I panic.
The bangings get louder.
“It’ll be okay. It’s just like how dad taught us,” I coax, but I can’t hide the urgency in my voice.
She backs away from me; the fear apparent in her eyes.
“Not without mommy!” she yells.
Tears sting my eyes. Bam! The dresser falls. I snatch her hand as the door swings open. The man bursts through; his shoulder is bleeding. He tries to shoot us. I flinch but remember it is a one barrel gun. I hop over onto the tree. I turn and yell at Ava to follow. She shakily climbs onto the windowsill. The man swears as he runs after her. She jumps; I scream. Time slows down, and I am helpless as he grabs her hair and pulls her back. Straight into his knife.
To be continued… But probably never will be.
Why? Blood stains my trembling hands. She bleeds out. Blood pooling out of her head onto the floor. The life is leaving her eyes. She stares at me in her final moments. I couldn’t stop myself. She needed to be mine. No one could take her from me. Time shifts back.One month ago I remember I am arguing with her. We rarely saw each other, so I confronted her about it. She became defensive. I knew I had to make it so she couldn’t escape from me. Should I lock her in a cage? Keep her as my prisoner and bind her to me? No. Then she wouldn’t love me. But then. She would be mine.
“I’m sorry, I was just lonely. I love you more than words can describe,” I whisper. She forgives me with a smile. Ah that smile. How I wish it only belonged to me. That she would show it to know one else. I take her to the movies to make up. There was a movie she really wanted to see, and I knew it would make her happy. We sit in the dark theater together side by side.I watch her as she watches the film. Her eyes like stars retain everything; they’re beautiful and shine like moonlight. She looks so happy. I go to the bathroom while she is absorbed into the movie. I took her phone as well. I text her friends telling them that she would like to spend more time with me, so they should give her some space. I delete the message. The next day I keep her close by. Telling her everything she wants to hear and not letting anyone come near. Not her even her friends. Her friends look at me angrily. They don’t understand. She smiles at me and seems completely oblivious to them. They get even more angry. The next day they avoid her. She becomes confused. She comes to me crying.
“I know” I soothe her.
“It’s okay. They’re your friends just give them some time. Just stay by me till this blows over.” I convince her. Though I know it won’t. I continue to send text from her phone keeping her friends away. Two weeks pass while she continues to stay by me. Things get worse. All her friends begin to completely ignore her. They treat her like she doesn’t exist. No one will talk to her. They all think she ditched her friends for her boyfriend. All she has to rely on is me.
“You’re the only one who stands by me,” she cries on my shoulder. I hug her while running my fingers through her hair.
“It’s okay. I’ll always be on your side.” I smile. A week later the bullying starts. Her friends begin to spread rumors about her. She becomes the talk of everyone and all eyes begin to follow her around in mockery. They look down on her. She begins to break. She can’t handle the pressure. She’s too sweet and kind. She drops school and stays with me. She can’t go home. Her family won’t accept a drop out. I’m the only one she has. Everything is perfect. But then she suddenly changes. Her smile disappears and she looks at me with fear in her eyes.
“You kept them away,” she weeps.
“What do you mean?”
“You. You sent texts to my friends. You made them stay away.”
“They were never your friends to begin with. Look at how they turned against you. So easy it is to put the blame on others. They didn’t even try to talk to you did they?”
“What?” She asks startled. She looks down while tears stream down her cheeks.
“If they were really your friends would they have started those rumors? Especially without even hearing your side of the story.” She looks up. Her face hollow. Tears continue to drip down her face.
“I don’t understand,” she falls to the ground trying to wipe the tears, yet they keep falling. I walk over to her. I gently stroke her hair.
“It’s okay,” I soothe as I wrap my arms around her.
“No!” she shouts as she shoves me away. She quickly stands up.
“My friends aren’t the bad ones. You wanted me to be alone.” She backs into a corner.
“I was just showing you who they really are. Would friends really ignore you like that?”
I encircle her between my arms trapping her.
“No! I. They...They are my friends.”
“Really? Then why aren’t they here now?” She slides down to the floor.
“I don’t know,” she retorts. She can’t suppress the sobs. I listen as I bend down and wipe her tears.
“It’s okay,” I whisper.
“I can’t... I can’t be with you anymore,” she replies.
“If you cannot be mine. Then you can be no ones’.” Something inside me snaps. I smash her head into the ground. As the life leaves her eyes I smile. Now she is mine. Mine for eternity. I pick her up and hold her in my lap. I cradle her as I stroke her hair. Now she can never leave me. Now we can be together forever.
So it's that time of the year! Woot Woot PRESENTS! This year i got 200 dollars for christmas shopping and i still havent finished shopping...and i spent alot of it .....>> << >> NOT MY FAULT! Black friday amazon cyber monday sales at the mall DAMN! It's just so hard to get gifts! O.O I got alot of'em today thou but sadly not all n i got stuff for meh.. >w> Dont judge~ I (Hopefully) will finish!! Wish me luck! 
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
I don't feel good running a fever of 103.5. up all night yesterday sweating like crazy n still no signs of my fever going Down. I get hot n cold flashes I cant sleep without waking up in a pool of sweat. I feel awful.
1. Answer each of the 7 questions with the name of one of your friends on theO.
2. No repeat names.
3. The 7 people you named are then tagged. Send them a PM with a link to let them know. Tagged by Elricbrothersfan
1. To which person would you be likely to tell your secrets? Bakugan.
2. You're asking someone out and you're nervous/want advice. Zuzu Uchiha >3 Love ya zu coming for awesome for advice! ^^
3. You're having a bad day and just want someone to listen. Who would that be?...I dont know, i hate to talk about my problems, but i always cheer up ppl who're having bad days to the best of my ability!and if it has to be a person IJNeptune. ^^
4. You're in jail! Who's going to come and bail your butt out of there? Angel >w> I trust her the most to get me out! lol
5. Who's in there with you saying "This'll be a great story to tell at parties"?
Oh man i wanna put chi again! but i guess I'd have to go with Bakared(*Koba*)
6. This is someone who makes you laugh or smile. Chichi6 I love you crazy you always make my day!
7. Who do you admire? I'd have to day Silent Pajero, i love how she can always says what she thinks no matter what.
