AN: This is my first fanfic.... honesty is all i ask for, so please review
and let me know what you think.
farewell
I live my life so other people can go on living, I had no say in what I have become.
I didn't choose it, it choose me. I have a gift as some would say, but I view it as a
curse. Destined to live my life in this hell. No one should experience what I do, no
one should have to. I've already given up on me, on any chance of me living a
normal life. This world is already hell, without all the evil. What should I save people
for? So they can live one more day until someone comes along and rapes them
or murder them. Humans ... choosing to be evil, while I go out and try to stop the
real evil from killing only so they can. Anger. only word that comes to mind ... if only
they knew, what evil actually exist ... then maybe they will put a stop to all their
childish acts. But regardless, I still go out, I still fight. Hoping that one day there
will be no reason to fight. But, I'll be doing this alone. That's how I've always actually
been, friends gave me the appearance that I wasn't, but I always was. Inside always
hurting, thinking how one of my friends weren't even destined for this, but yet they
choose to be involved in something, that I pray for everyday that it didn't exist. That
I didn't exist. Sure, I could have let myself die, and assuming that I stayed dead.
But then I would be put on list of all the others that died before me, another girl in
a journal, that wrote how she didn't make it, that she just wasn't strong enough.
That can't be me, I don't deserve to be just another name. They say I am destined
to be something great, the greatness of which I, myself, would probably never
choose. But that's all I have, that's in fact all I am. So I will live. live this only life I
know. But I'll do it alone, because I finally let myself see, what I didn't want to. That
I solely destroy people's lives that I risk mine to save. They are alive, but ruined,
corrupted be this world, my world. So I will again run. Run from them, they
may hate me for doing so, but I have already let them get to much involved, in this
world they were never supposed to see. So I will run, but not from me this time, I
learned there is no escaping who you really are. So, I will do what my only purpose
on this earth is for. There will be no life outside the life I am supposed to have. To
anyone who knew me, I am gone, I simply never existed. There never was a Buffy
Summers ... just a slayer.
This is just something that came to me...... so please just read
and review!!
and let me know what you think.
farewell
I live my life so other people can go on living, I had no say in what I have become.
I didn't choose it, it choose me. I have a gift as some would say, but I view it as a
curse. Destined to live my life in this hell. No one should experience what I do, no
one should have to. I've already given up on me, on any chance of me living a
normal life. This world is already hell, without all the evil. What should I save people
for? So they can live one more day until someone comes along and rapes them
or murder them. Humans ... choosing to be evil, while I go out and try to stop the
real evil from killing only so they can. Anger. only word that comes to mind ... if only
they knew, what evil actually exist ... then maybe they will put a stop to all their
childish acts. But regardless, I still go out, I still fight. Hoping that one day there
will be no reason to fight. But, I'll be doing this alone. That's how I've always actually
been, friends gave me the appearance that I wasn't, but I always was. Inside always
hurting, thinking how one of my friends weren't even destined for this, but yet they
choose to be involved in something, that I pray for everyday that it didn't exist. That
I didn't exist. Sure, I could have let myself die, and assuming that I stayed dead.
But then I would be put on list of all the others that died before me, another girl in
a journal, that wrote how she didn't make it, that she just wasn't strong enough.
That can't be me, I don't deserve to be just another name. They say I am destined
to be something great, the greatness of which I, myself, would probably never
choose. But that's all I have, that's in fact all I am. So I will live. live this only life I
know. But I'll do it alone, because I finally let myself see, what I didn't want to. That
I solely destroy people's lives that I risk mine to save. They are alive, but ruined,
corrupted be this world, my world. So I will again run. Run from them, they
may hate me for doing so, but I have already let them get to much involved, in this
world they were never supposed to see. So I will run, but not from me this time, I
learned there is no escaping who you really are. So, I will do what my only purpose
on this earth is for. There will be no life outside the life I am supposed to have. To
anyone who knew me, I am gone, I simply never existed. There never was a Buffy
Summers ... just a slayer.
This is just something that came to me...... so please just read
and review!!