Yeah, I own nothing except the plot. Readers of my other stories the update is coming. Anyway I hope you enjoy this.
TEARS OF RAIN
The rain pours, in a town. A town located somewhere unimportant.
In this unimportant town, there is a park. Desolate and abandoned.
Just like the girl who sits on the swing. She knows many things, that are not normal for an eight-year-old.
So, in the rain, the girl swings. It might seem strange to the average passer-by.
But, even stranger so is the girl's reason for being there.
In the fist of her small hand is a shiny, metal object. A razor blade, I kid you not.
It glistens in the moon's light and the girl takes a second to see her reflection.
Brown. Is what she sees. Dead, brown eyes. Dull, brown hair. Alabaster, too. For her skin is much to pale.
Oh, wait! Don't forget Blue and Black. The color of her bruises.
No, more. She promises. Alice, Rosalie, and Mommy can get more, but not her.
She releases one sigh and thinks, my blood will look so pretty mixed with the rain.
Like red wine. Daddy's favorite. If he walked by he'd probably drink it.
Imagine that a grown man drinking rain that looks like wine, off the floor.
A thunder clap can be heard above her head, and it reminds her of her purpose.
She pushes her wet sleeve up and looks at her wrist.
She can see the red vein pulsing beneath. All she needs is a quick slash, right across her wrist.
As, she puts the blade to her wrist she has one hopeful thought.
God please send someone too me and I won't do it. Show me a sign you haven't abandoned my family and I.
Show me, that maybe just maybe, you have a better plan for me.
She waits a bit and nothing. Now, the tears are running down her face like rivers. Joining the rain.
Salt water and God's tears mixing together, or so she'd heard.
Maybe, he's crying for her. But, the girl ain't even listening just thinking, I kew it. I knew it. God don't care about me.
And with a final good-bye she presses the blade to her wrist. Waiting for her end to come and her blood to flow.
"Good-bye Mother, Good-bye Rosie, Good-bye Alice."
"I love you all."
The girl didn't even realize that her guardian angel was just entering the park, a few minutes late. A boy by the name, Edward.
He was meant to save her and love her.
But it was already too late.
He would never get that chance now.
Yeah, I know it's short. Hope you got the thing about rain and God. Because when I was younger I used to be told that the rain was god's way of crying. N-e-way please review.
-Jaime:)