Alice: I would like to dedicate this story to my sister, Lilac Dusk. May she have pleasant dreams.
A shrill sound interrupted my not so peaceful sleep. I hit my alarm, overbalanced, and fell out of my bed. Not very gracefully I might add. "Crap." I muttered picking my self off of the floor and then giving homage to the alarm clock Gods for getting me out of that dream. It wasn't that it was a very bad dream, it was just I couldn't escape it.
What do I mean, you ask? Have you ever had a dream that kept you from waking up? You knew you were asleep, yet you just couldn't awake. You might have opened your eyes just to slip back into your same dream as soon as you blink. No? Well then you wouldn't understand.
I get up and stumble to my kitchenette and put a pop-tart into the toaster. I get out a paper towel and wait for my sugary goodness to be ready.
Oh I'm rude aren't I? I haven't even introduced myself. The name's Lilac, Lilac Dusk. If you are wondering; my parents weren't hippies, at least I don't think they were. I was adopted. The people called my guardians said the name was given to me by the adoption agency. I don't know, maybe they were high?
Anyway, I'm Lilac Dusk and I go to high school. I live by myself in a one bedroom apartment with white walls and gray carpet. I had no couch, just a futon with a bunch of pillows I got at garage sales and stuff. All of my money was spent on a queen size bed with an oak head board.
Breakfast popped out of the toaster and I put it on my napkin and stumbled to my futon. I flicked the disgustingly sweet food into my mouth, munching contently. Ah! Nothing like pure sugar to start the morning. After I finish breaky I head to my room again. Time to get dressed and go to school.
Joy, rapture, and the pursuit of complete boredom. Oh well, that's what I get for being under eighteen. No rights, its just not right. That's how the world is though. I can own my own house and have a job but I have to go to a moldy building with too many angst-filled teenagers for five days out of the week. AGEISM! Makes my world brighter.
I'm sorry, rambling is a habit. I betcha want to know a little more about me. Want to know what your getting yourself into, Right? Well I am a seventeen year old teenager thatsabout 5"7. I have hair dyed to a light auburn, originally blonde. I have blue eyes framed by long eye lashes. I have milky white skin with a dash of tan. I'm not full Caucasian, that's all I know. To bad, so sad. As to the question who am I, I have no answer. I don't know who I am. I'm just a girl. Your question will be answered sometime during this story. I hope you like the answer, cause I have a feeling I wont.
