A long time ago there was a girl, her name was Carly, she was so small, and didn't
understand was she was so hated and diffrent. Her luck never seemed to change, and no
one seemed to care, and when they did, she'd scare them off, because she cared too
much... this is her life , begining to end, from life to death...
The Begining Of The End
P :you(carly) look out the window of your room, sighing as you see all the cars go
by... symmes road, in a strange land called ohio...a new home. you loved michagan,
you loved the winter, well, not the coldness, but the snow... pretty pretty snow.
"foey on this" you think,"i don't know why mommy made us come here... it's not like
our old house, it was tall and had lots of cracks on the walls, this house isn't like
it at all... i miss the snow.." you sigh once agian, and turn away and walk out into
your new kitchen, you see your mom ,Jenny, drinking that yellow liquid, beer , you
heard grandmommy say once, she also said it was evil, and it made mommy act funny.
mommy went away once, to rehab Aunty said."well, thats one good thing, my grandmommy
and grandpoppy and aunty and uncle and michel and greg are here with us, stacie here's
too.."you think as you sit down on the floor."OHHHH , honey...come here baby girl,
mommy wants a hug!"mommy said to you. "mommy sound funny:sniff: mommy stinky
too!"you say almost mockingliy at her. you don't rightly love your mommy, seeing as
she acts weird, but you do enjoy her when, what did Aunty call it again? oh yeah,
sober. mommy was fun then. but not now... not now. "ohhh yEaH? well off with you then
runt!"she yelled at you, though you knew she didn't mean it. You run out to the new
swing set in the back yard, you loved it. "swingy! YAY!" you yell as you hug the
swing. you loved to swing, all day. just swinging. It gave you a sensation of flying ,
like the birdies, which you also loved, though they never stayed still long enough for
you to hug them, except robby, only he was in michigan. You missed robby very much, he
was your only freind outside stacie, and stacie was more of a sister to you than a
cusin.You got on the swing with much difficulty, and started to swing. "in out, in
out! in OUT! IN out! in OUT!" you say to keep time, you had just graduated from being
pushed and you loved to do things on your own. Building things and drawing was your
specailty."in OUT , IN OUT , IN OUT, IN u OUT! /U " you yell at the top of your
lungs, your long red hair blowing in the breeze, your big brown eyes full of joy.You
hop of the swing in mid-swing, that flying feeling courseing through your body, and
for just a second you feel wieghtless and go farther than usual. You land on your
tushie "OWIE!" you say as you rub your butt. you see a flash and you smile, for Pixie
has come. "Pixie come! Yay Pixie!"you say as you stand up, and a small purple light
float down beside you, the light giggles as you start telling it how the day has gone.
Pixie is just one of the many friends you have made since you came here, like Mr.
Tree, and Grass, along with Wind , who's voice reminds you of a summer breeze. When
you talk to them you don't exactly talk, more like think, and they think back, but
sadly no one else can here them, not even Stacie. They are your only freinds. You
didn't have any normal friends your age. No other kid seemed to like you or understand
you, nor did they want to. But Pixie,Mr.Tree,Wind, and Grass did. They knew you, and
loved and cared for you.(carrrrlyy... how are youuuUUUU?)Wind asks as he brushes
through your hair (as good as good can get! pixie, will you play with me, you ask)
(of course! ... how about tag? it IS your favorite after all! she thinks back) (you
can use me as a base, says Mr.Tree in a creaky voice) (yay! you think as you run after
pixie , though you know youll never cetch her, she can fly, you can't) When you
finally stop the game, you lay on the ground listining to the wind sing and the grass
and trees rustle in tune. "ah... this is the life! eh, pixie?" you say. " yeah!" and
after a minute she adds" im glad you came, it was getting lonely without the laughter
of a child, even they can see us. im glad you can though. I... I hope you stay
forever." "i am to, pixie, i am too." You stay like that for about 2-3 hours , just
laying there, soaking in the sunlight, When your mother calls you in.
"CARLY! TIME FOR LUNCH!" your mom yells at you.
(uh, got to go you guys! see you!)
(byebye, same time tomarrow?)
"of course" you say aloud on accident. You run up to the porch door and wave, then go
inside. Your mom is at the stove. She seems sober now, you say to your self. your
mommy turns around and faces you,
"honey bunch, who were you waveing at?" she asks.She sounds hopeful, she's been
wanting you to make more friends,other than your imaginary friends , pixie and Wind.
'imaginary my tushie' you think to your self. you watch as your mom puts some macaroni
and cheese in a bowl and set it on the table,"yummy!" you screech as you sit down.
when your done its time for your bath, after that it's bed time for you. you put on
your favorite pajamas, the purple ones with the dogs on them. you get into bed and as
your drift off to sleep you here that same voice, calling to you, telling you to come
home. and for a brief second, you feel that you might.
P welp, thats it for now! ... hope you like the next one!
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