Note- this is just the intro! The story will be in the next chapter.
Sometimes late at night, long after the others have gone to sleep, I like to sit in the dark. I lean against the wall near my window and remember back, back before that fateful day. The day everything I had ever know was upturned by the unbelievable. Back when I could walk down streets with out being noticed.
When my best friend and I prowled our high school, hoping for an opportunity to cause trouble. When the biggest of my worries was if the dumb fuck principal was going to call mom about four foot inflatable penis my friends and I hung up in the cafeteria. But nothing can last forever. It can't. There is only one moment in time and that is eternity.
The second something happens, its over, never to happen again. A priceless second that can never be retrieved. Some people waste all there life waiting for something to happen, then when the moment comes, its always ends. Always.
So what's the point? Why sit in a dark movie theater and wait for a movie? It will just end in a few hours. Why wait for midnight on New Years Eve? It only last for 60 seconds that immediately go to the past. 60 seconds the world will never see again. Your life is like a clock. Continuously counting down the seconds of your life. And there is nothing you can do to stop it.
You can ignore it. You could get a face-lift. You could eat one of those little Flintstone vitamins with breakfast every morning. But no matter what you do, time WILL catch up to you.
So what's the point of life? It's like the movie your waiting for. You could wait for months for it to come out, and then it's all over. Then you can never see it for the first time again. It's in the past.
This rule of time applies to more than three billion humans on this earth. In one hundred years no one will remember your name.
No one will care that you were humiliated in the halls of school. No one will care who you went with to prom, or your date just ripped your heart out by a last minute cancellation. Your life doesn't matter to anyone after your dead. So many people just live and die.
But there is always an exception. Time is a delicate thing, but it can be tampered with, that's what I learned a couple months ago, although it was about one hundred and fifty years ago for the rest of the world. That was the day my life changed forever. I was visited by the children of the future.
I try not to think of everything I had to leave behind to be sitting here right now. But I did. I fooled logic. I fooled time. Now, nothing seems impossible to me. I am still amazed by this new world of strange things. I share a home with two alien girls, a man half made of metal, and a small green boy.
Life is funny.
I open by metallic blue eyes and smooth back my platinum blond hair. I sigh and climb back into bed and fall into a dreamless sleep.
StArRy- Yayyyyyyy! Really short chapter! This is just an introduction to any of you lovely people who have not read my other to stories.
This is my third story about my original character Naomi; other than Naomi and Ice, I own nothing.
If you haven't read ThE BrIdGe (1) or ChArMeD (2) life then you might want to click on my name up top there and read them real fast. They're kind of long but everyone whose read them liked them. Kinda creepy chapter but the rest of the story will be funnier and some drama.
Well, read on brave soles!
Sometimes late at night, long after the others have gone to sleep, I like to sit in the dark. I lean against the wall near my window and remember back, back before that fateful day. The day everything I had ever know was upturned by the unbelievable. Back when I could walk down streets with out being noticed.
When my best friend and I prowled our high school, hoping for an opportunity to cause trouble. When the biggest of my worries was if the dumb fuck principal was going to call mom about four foot inflatable penis my friends and I hung up in the cafeteria. But nothing can last forever. It can't. There is only one moment in time and that is eternity.
The second something happens, its over, never to happen again. A priceless second that can never be retrieved. Some people waste all there life waiting for something to happen, then when the moment comes, its always ends. Always.
So what's the point? Why sit in a dark movie theater and wait for a movie? It will just end in a few hours. Why wait for midnight on New Years Eve? It only last for 60 seconds that immediately go to the past. 60 seconds the world will never see again. Your life is like a clock. Continuously counting down the seconds of your life. And there is nothing you can do to stop it.
You can ignore it. You could get a face-lift. You could eat one of those little Flintstone vitamins with breakfast every morning. But no matter what you do, time WILL catch up to you.
So what's the point of life? It's like the movie your waiting for. You could wait for months for it to come out, and then it's all over. Then you can never see it for the first time again. It's in the past.
This rule of time applies to more than three billion humans on this earth. In one hundred years no one will remember your name.
No one will care that you were humiliated in the halls of school. No one will care who you went with to prom, or your date just ripped your heart out by a last minute cancellation. Your life doesn't matter to anyone after your dead. So many people just live and die.
But there is always an exception. Time is a delicate thing, but it can be tampered with, that's what I learned a couple months ago, although it was about one hundred and fifty years ago for the rest of the world. That was the day my life changed forever. I was visited by the children of the future.
I try not to think of everything I had to leave behind to be sitting here right now. But I did. I fooled logic. I fooled time. Now, nothing seems impossible to me. I am still amazed by this new world of strange things. I share a home with two alien girls, a man half made of metal, and a small green boy.
Life is funny.
I open by metallic blue eyes and smooth back my platinum blond hair. I sigh and climb back into bed and fall into a dreamless sleep.
StArRy- Yayyyyyyy! Really short chapter! This is just an introduction to any of you lovely people who have not read my other to stories.
This is my third story about my original character Naomi; other than Naomi and Ice, I own nothing.
If you haven't read ThE BrIdGe (1) or ChArMeD (2) life then you might want to click on my name up top there and read them real fast. They're kind of long but everyone whose read them liked them. Kinda creepy chapter but the rest of the story will be funnier and some drama.
Well, read on brave soles!