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Note:This story is written describing an Amish background. Some of the information may or may not be accurate. I did some research, yet am not extremely familiar with the lifestyle, considering it varies from place to place. I'm doing my best so please, no flames. If it concerns you that much, message me and we can surely make the story more accurate. I would very much appreciate the assistance. If you do not wish to help me improve its accuracy and are uncomfortable with the story... please, just don't read it.
Warning: Some cursing involved.
My heart is pounding.
Pumping. Pulsing. Chiming.
I wish I knew a way to hush it.
Inhale. Exhale.
Slowly.
In and out.
.BRe(a)THe.
My insides.
Are running their route.
My lips.
My fingers.
I sense my whole being.
.TiNGLiNG.
I scan.
The room.
My father. My mother.
Are passed out.
The relief. The glee.
I start moving.
Walking.
.EXi(T)iNG.
CHAPTER ONE
.PaRa(L)YZeD.
I wake.
It was just another dream.
This cruel world seems to mock me, as if it were a fucking joke.
I don't belong here.
My nights consist of plotting,
desperately yearning to escape this life.
There must be more to this.
My brother, Seimei, left two years ago and never came back.
My parents mourned.
I hated the idea, he wasn't dead.
Truth be told, I envy my brother very much.
Everyone in this town labels him as a bad influence.
I think he's a God;
that is if there is such a thing.
There was nothing wrong with him, really.
He just didn't fall victim to this town's conservative natural.
That isn't a sin, is it?
Fuck, as far as we're concerned, it probably is.
I guess it could be worse.
I could be a girl, forced upon wearing one of those bonnets.
Then again, they have it easy.
Father and I, as well as all the other men, work on the land.
They remain clean, in their pretty dresses.
And it makes me wonder.
What must the outside world be like?
Their gadgets and technology consumes their lifestyle,
while we, we play in dirt.
This is the life I was given the day of birth.
Maybe it's time for a change.
Rumspringe.
Will I be 'running around'?
Certainly.
At the age of sixteen, some teens embarks on a mission.
A decision must be made.
Should they stay as part of the Amish?
..Or walk away from the very thing they've always known?
Will I stay part of the church?
I still do not know.
As very much as I dream of leaving,
it is still a large task.
Leaving family, friends, and everything you know behind
could possibly be the biggest mistake of your life.
But, for today,
I will go.
I will make my escape this very night.
No one other than my brother has left the community.
Will I be the second to go?
.. Let's hope I don't get caught.
As I start departing through my window,
I sense deja vu on the spot.
'Please, let this dream come true,' I think to myself.
My breathing becomes heavy.
'Mom and dad, I don't want to see tears in your eyes.'
Can I make it?
I close the window behind me
and sense the morning dew in between my toes.
I look nervously around me.
Still, no one in sight.
I start to walk away; I feel my fingers sweating.
Then.
I hear the grass moving behind me.
Oh shit.
I'm paralyzed.
In unventured territory, I feel out of my league.
I never believed the stories.
I thought they were lies to keep us at home.
Could it be?
Maybe there are darker creatures in these lands.
I guess I will find out.
"Hello? Is there someone there?"
This story is very different from what I usually write.
I'm a bit uncertain.
Should I continue?
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