I Ain't Missing You At All..
Chapter 11
I slowly open my eyes , as they meet the window and the snow falling outside.I smile and look at the clock. 7:54. Hmmm..I still wake up early.
I slowly remember everything that happened last night.
I rise from my sheets and suddenly,when I try to walk I feel dizzy and fall back on the bed. It must be because I haven't ate last night,but I'll go make breakfast now.
As soon as the dizzy feeling goes away I go to the bathroom and wash my face.And in my face suddenly appears a girl who looks just like me and who is staring at me from the mirror.I look at her. She's a teen but she looks old.Her eyes have no sparkle of life in theme, they're empty , brown and empty.Her hair falls down a bit lower than her shoulders,an average figure an average girl.Somehow average...I look and look. The girl has bags under her eyes she's a teen but , still...there is something about her face that makes her look more grown-up,more older.
I turn with my back at her and rest on the edge of the sink, closing my eyes.Ever since I can remember I always wanted to be the perfect little girl.But something went wrong.Was it because of me ? No, I'm not guilty of anything. Or am I ? Hmmm...a certain young computer-obsessed person would tell me it's not my fault for everything that happened.But sometimes I feel guilty.
I think I do too much thinking.
I take another look at the girl staring at me.If you walk into Ken's room , you'll see on the desk a framed photo of a young girl. She's perfect.Look at her. Nice, tall and a beautiful face.
I smile sadly. I can't compare myself with Yuriko. As I look at myself, I don't see a young teen , I see some girl who had premature aging.Look at my hands...bruised and cut..look at Yuriko : tall,slim,she simply looks like and angel...I know Ken loved her very much in a way I can't believe he could love me . She was in a simple plain word : perfect . Perfect in everything.
He said himself the kiss was stupid , didn't he ? It was just a mistake. But when I close my eyes and think of it I feel so good. The only time I trembled inside like that was when Brad first kissed me. I used to think I can do it on my own, but sometimes I know I need someone to hold me and care for me.But maybe I'm wrong. Maybe there is no one for me.I wish you could be the one Ken. But I'm too afraid to get close to you , I'm too afraid of might I do wrong that would make you disappear . I ALWAYS screw up things. I'm just an idiot.
I shake my head trying to recover the happy morning feeling , but it's kinda' gone. I only wanted to be happy, no cares in the world , no telekinetic ability , me and my lover somewhere far away.I used to want that , but , trough time, the only thing I wanted was to stay alive as much as possible , I wanted and I had a knife in my hands , and he was the only one who ever slept in the same bed with me under the pillow.Ever since I went on my own , the telekinesis and my knife were my only friends I could ever trust. It was enough to make me scream and the windows started shattering and the light went off.
But now it's different.I think . Here I am , standing with theme in the same house , once my enemies now my friends. I don't know theme from a life time but I ended up knowing theme a lot in these time I stayed here. But still I feel sometimes alone. Even if Omi is always there to cheer me up , always with a happy smile. He always makes me laugh .
But the thing I'm more happy about is that they accepted me , even if I was a member of Schwarz , even if I am a telekinetic. even if Omi hates Telekinesis, he now hangs out with me and goes with me everywhere. What if they knew ? What if they knew I ran away from home ? What if they knew my identity is...fake ....? My whole life , the one stuck into all those databases is a lie I made up ?
// Flasback//
A dark obscure room. A man with a cigar and a computer.A young girl behind him looking at the screen . The man with a long ponytail turns at the girl and asks :
" Are you sure ? It's my duty to remember you that you can't do this again. Everything is here it's gonna be changed. Are you 100% sure about.."
" Yes damn it ! I already paid you half of my money to do this. now do it ! "
He still looks at the girl. She shakes her head and her finger targets the 'Delete' task.At about 2 cm from it she stops. She looks at the screen , but shakes her head and pushes the button.
// end flashback//
And that was it. The hacker erased all my life , building me a whole new one. I was not Beatrice Carson anymore , I was Angelina Anderson , I was not 14 anymore I was 15 , I had no parents and no other family. My whole life were some letters and a document with a content witch was just pure fiction .
//Flashback//
The young girl walks out in the street leaving the hacker with his money and cigar, as she goes trough the cold weather with her backpack in her hands. From her hands a broken piece of platic falls on the paved street as she continues walking. Her old ID meant nothing at all right now.
//End flashback//
Yes , I lied. And I am the only person who knows it, Me and the hacker who probably doesn't even remember me anymore. Remember the story I told you at the beginning , about my life ?
I lied.
Yes , it's true I ran away from home , and all about my parents it's true, but the little thing I 'missed' are the ages. Takatori believed me , but I know the truth. I was 14 when I ran away. The same night , it was autumn , it was cold , in the same night I changed my life , it only took some money.
Suddenly , I was a 16 year-old teen without a family, no other relatives.
All I needed was 1 year at the orphanage , with a part-time job taking care of some of the kids, and one day , I heard the word on the street about Schwarz and.the rest is known. Yes , I am 15 . But changing my age was necessary .That way I would have been good for some jobs that people wouldn't usuallu give to a 14 year old witch I was back then.
So many lies..
What if they found out about it would they treat me the same ? I think not.
The girl in the mirror looks at me again. She smiles sadly. She only wished to have a normal life , but now , this is already in her blood , her life is changed forever. She's not the average teen in school , her face looks old from all the trouble she's gone trough, when she wears her dark brown hair in two ponytails dressed in a flowery dress she looks just like the girl next door.
But the truth is different. She almost killed people , she hurted theme , she screwed with their minds and bodies with her powers, all the hate and pain she heard and saw drained her.
The girl in the mirror smiles again . Maybe one day it will be over with everything.
I leave the girl and head for my room to get dressed , still thinking about everything.
Still.. who am I anyway ?
ยท * * * * * * * * This chapter I know it wasn't what you ppl. expected , but I wanted to get into Angie's mind , more deeper , so we can all understand at least a part of her feelings. I hope It wasn't boring.I Ain't Missing You At All..
Chapter 11
I slowly open my eyes , as they meet the window and the snow falling outside.I smile and look at the clock. 7:54. Hmmm..I still wake up early.
I slowly remember everything that happened last night.
I rise from my sheets and suddenly,when I try to walk I feel dizzy and fall back on the bed. It must be because I haven't ate last night,but I'll go make breakfast now.
As soon as the dizzy feeling goes away I go to the bathroom and wash my face.And in my face suddenly appears a girl who looks just like me and who is staring at me from the mirror.I look at her. She's a teen but she looks old.Her eyes have no sparkle of life in theme, they're empty , brown and empty.Her hair falls down a bit lower than her shoulders,an average figure an average girl.Somehow average...I look and look. The girl has bags under her eyes she's a teen but , still...there is something abou her face that makes her look more grown-up,more older.
I turn with my back at her and rest on the edge of the sink, closing my eyes.Ever since I can remember I always wanted to be the perfect little girl.But something went wrong.Was it because of me ? No, I'm not guilty of anything. Or am I ? Hmmm...a certain young computer-obsessed person would tell me it's not my fault for everything that happened.But sometimes I feel guilty.
I think I do too much thinking.
I take another look at the girl staring at me.If you walk into Ken's room , you'll see on the desk a framed photo of a young girl. She's perfect.Look at her. Nice, tall and a beautiful face.
I smile sadly. I can't compare myself with Yuriko. As I look at myself, I don't see a young teen , I see some girl who had premature aging.Look at my hands...bruised and cut..look at Yuriko : tall,slim,she simply looks like and angel...I know Ken loved her very much in a way I can't believe he could love me . She was in a simple plain word : perfect . Perfect in everything.
He said himself the kiss was stupid , didn't he ? It was just a mistake. But when I close my eyes and think of it I feel so good. The only time I trembled inside like that was when Brad first kissed me. I used to think I can do it on my own, but sometimes I know I need someone to hold me and care for me.But maybe I'm wrong. Maybe there is no one for me.I wish you could be the one Ken. But I'm too afraid to get close to you , I'm too afraid of might I do wrong that would make you disappear . I ALWAYS screw up things. I'm just an idiot.
I shake my head trying to recover the happy morning feeling , but it's kinda' gone. I only wanted to be happy, no cares in the world , no telekinetic ability , me and my lover somewhere far away.I used to want that , but , trough time, the only thing I wanted was to stay alive as much as possible , I wanted and I had a knife in my hands , and he was the only one who ever slept in the same bed with me under the pillow.Ever since I went on my own , the telekinesis and my knife were my only friends I could ever trust. It was enough to make me scream and the windows started shattering and the light went off.
But now it's different.I think . Here I am , standing with theme in the same house , once my enemies now my friends. I don't know theme from a life time but I ended up knowing theme a lot in these time I stayed here. But still I feel sometimes alone. Even if Omi is always there to cheer me up , always with a happy smile. He always makes me laugh .
But the thing I'm more happy about is that they accepted me , even if I was a member of Schwarz , even if I am a telekinetic. even if Omi hates Telekinesis, he now hangs out with me and goes with me everywhere. What if they knew ? What if they knew I ran away from home ? What if they knew my identity is...fake ....? My whole life , the one stuck into all those databases is a lie I made up ?
// Flasback//
A dark obscure room. A man with a cigar and a computer.A young girl behind him looking at the screen . The man with a long ponytail turns at the girl and asks :
" Are you sure ? It's my duty to remember you that you can't do this again. Everything is here it's gonna be changed. Are you 100% sure about.."
" Yes damn it ! I already paid you half of my money to do this. now do it ! "
He still looks at the girl. She shakes her head and her finger targets the 'Delete' task.At about 2 cm from it she stops. She looks at the screen , but shakes her head and pushes the button.
// end flashback//
And that was it. The hacker erased all my life , building me a whole new one. I was not Beatrice Carson anymore , I was Angelina Anderson , I was not 14 anymore I was 15 , I had no parents and no other family. My whole life were some letters and a document with a content witch was just pure fiction .
//Flashback//
The young girl walks out in the street leaving the hacker with his money and cigar, as she goes trough the cold weather with her backpack in her hands. From her hands a broken piece of platic falls on the paved street as she continues walking. Her old ID meant nothing at all right now.
//End flashback//
Yes , I lied. And I am the only person who knows it, Me and the hacker who probably doesn't even remember me anymore. Remember the story I told you at the beginning , about my life ?
I lied.
Yes , it's true I ran away from home , and all about my parents it's true, but the little thing I 'missed' are the ages. Takatori believed me , but I know the truth. I was 14 when I ran away. The same night , it was autumn , it was cold , in the same night I changed my life , it only took some money.
Suddenly , I was a 16 year-old teen without a family, no other relatives.
All I needed was 1 year at the orphanage , with a part-time job taking care of some of the kids, and one day , I heard the word on the street about Schwarz and.the rest is known. Yes , I am 15 . But changing my age was necessary .That way I would have been good for some jobs that people wouldn't usuallu give to a 14 year old witch I was back then.
So many lies..
What if they found out about it would they treat me the same ? I think not.
The girl in the mirror looks at me again. She smiles sadly. She only wished to have a normal life , but now , this is already in her blood , her life is changed forever. She's not the average teen in school , her face looks old from all the trouble she's gone trough, when she wears her dark brown hair in two ponytails dressed in a flowery dress she looks just like the girl next door.
But the truth is different. She almost killed people , she hurted theme , she screwed with their minds and bodies with her powers, all the hate and pain she heard and saw drained her.
The girl in the mirror smiles again . Maybe one day it will be over with everything.
I leave the girl and head for my room to get dressed , still thinking about everything.
Still.. who am I anyway ?
* * * * * * * * This chapter I know it wasn't what you ppl. expected , but I wanted to get into Angie's mind , more deeper , so we can all understand at least a part of her feelings. I hope It wasn't boring.
Chapter 11
I slowly open my eyes , as they meet the window and the snow falling outside.I smile and look at the clock. 7:54. Hmmm..I still wake up early.
I slowly remember everything that happened last night.
I rise from my sheets and suddenly,when I try to walk I feel dizzy and fall back on the bed. It must be because I haven't ate last night,but I'll go make breakfast now.
As soon as the dizzy feeling goes away I go to the bathroom and wash my face.And in my face suddenly appears a girl who looks just like me and who is staring at me from the mirror.I look at her. She's a teen but she looks old.Her eyes have no sparkle of life in theme, they're empty , brown and empty.Her hair falls down a bit lower than her shoulders,an average figure an average girl.Somehow average...I look and look. The girl has bags under her eyes she's a teen but , still...there is something about her face that makes her look more grown-up,more older.
I turn with my back at her and rest on the edge of the sink, closing my eyes.Ever since I can remember I always wanted to be the perfect little girl.But something went wrong.Was it because of me ? No, I'm not guilty of anything. Or am I ? Hmmm...a certain young computer-obsessed person would tell me it's not my fault for everything that happened.But sometimes I feel guilty.
I think I do too much thinking.
I take another look at the girl staring at me.If you walk into Ken's room , you'll see on the desk a framed photo of a young girl. She's perfect.Look at her. Nice, tall and a beautiful face.
I smile sadly. I can't compare myself with Yuriko. As I look at myself, I don't see a young teen , I see some girl who had premature aging.Look at my hands...bruised and cut..look at Yuriko : tall,slim,she simply looks like and angel...I know Ken loved her very much in a way I can't believe he could love me . She was in a simple plain word : perfect . Perfect in everything.
He said himself the kiss was stupid , didn't he ? It was just a mistake. But when I close my eyes and think of it I feel so good. The only time I trembled inside like that was when Brad first kissed me. I used to think I can do it on my own, but sometimes I know I need someone to hold me and care for me.But maybe I'm wrong. Maybe there is no one for me.I wish you could be the one Ken. But I'm too afraid to get close to you , I'm too afraid of might I do wrong that would make you disappear . I ALWAYS screw up things. I'm just an idiot.
I shake my head trying to recover the happy morning feeling , but it's kinda' gone. I only wanted to be happy, no cares in the world , no telekinetic ability , me and my lover somewhere far away.I used to want that , but , trough time, the only thing I wanted was to stay alive as much as possible , I wanted and I had a knife in my hands , and he was the only one who ever slept in the same bed with me under the pillow.Ever since I went on my own , the telekinesis and my knife were my only friends I could ever trust. It was enough to make me scream and the windows started shattering and the light went off.
But now it's different.I think . Here I am , standing with theme in the same house , once my enemies now my friends. I don't know theme from a life time but I ended up knowing theme a lot in these time I stayed here. But still I feel sometimes alone. Even if Omi is always there to cheer me up , always with a happy smile. He always makes me laugh .
But the thing I'm more happy about is that they accepted me , even if I was a member of Schwarz , even if I am a telekinetic. even if Omi hates Telekinesis, he now hangs out with me and goes with me everywhere. What if they knew ? What if they knew I ran away from home ? What if they knew my identity is...fake ....? My whole life , the one stuck into all those databases is a lie I made up ?
// Flasback//
A dark obscure room. A man with a cigar and a computer.A young girl behind him looking at the screen . The man with a long ponytail turns at the girl and asks :
" Are you sure ? It's my duty to remember you that you can't do this again. Everything is here it's gonna be changed. Are you 100% sure about.."
" Yes damn it ! I already paid you half of my money to do this. now do it ! "
He still looks at the girl. She shakes her head and her finger targets the 'Delete' task.At about 2 cm from it she stops. She looks at the screen , but shakes her head and pushes the button.
// end flashback//
And that was it. The hacker erased all my life , building me a whole new one. I was not Beatrice Carson anymore , I was Angelina Anderson , I was not 14 anymore I was 15 , I had no parents and no other family. My whole life were some letters and a document with a content witch was just pure fiction .
//Flashback//
The young girl walks out in the street leaving the hacker with his money and cigar, as she goes trough the cold weather with her backpack in her hands. From her hands a broken piece of platic falls on the paved street as she continues walking. Her old ID meant nothing at all right now.
//End flashback//
Yes , I lied. And I am the only person who knows it, Me and the hacker who probably doesn't even remember me anymore. Remember the story I told you at the beginning , about my life ?
I lied.
Yes , it's true I ran away from home , and all about my parents it's true, but the little thing I 'missed' are the ages. Takatori believed me , but I know the truth. I was 14 when I ran away. The same night , it was autumn , it was cold , in the same night I changed my life , it only took some money.
Suddenly , I was a 16 year-old teen without a family, no other relatives.
All I needed was 1 year at the orphanage , with a part-time job taking care of some of the kids, and one day , I heard the word on the street about Schwarz and.the rest is known. Yes , I am 15 . But changing my age was necessary .That way I would have been good for some jobs that people wouldn't usuallu give to a 14 year old witch I was back then.
So many lies..
What if they found out about it would they treat me the same ? I think not.
The girl in the mirror looks at me again. She smiles sadly. She only wished to have a normal life , but now , this is already in her blood , her life is changed forever. She's not the average teen in school , her face looks old from all the trouble she's gone trough, when she wears her dark brown hair in two ponytails dressed in a flowery dress she looks just like the girl next door.
But the truth is different. She almost killed people , she hurted theme , she screwed with their minds and bodies with her powers, all the hate and pain she heard and saw drained her.
The girl in the mirror smiles again . Maybe one day it will be over with everything.
I leave the girl and head for my room to get dressed , still thinking about everything.
Still.. who am I anyway ?
ยท * * * * * * * * This chapter I know it wasn't what you ppl. expected , but I wanted to get into Angie's mind , more deeper , so we can all understand at least a part of her feelings. I hope It wasn't boring.I Ain't Missing You At All..
Chapter 11
I slowly open my eyes , as they meet the window and the snow falling outside.I smile and look at the clock. 7:54. Hmmm..I still wake up early.
I slowly remember everything that happened last night.
I rise from my sheets and suddenly,when I try to walk I feel dizzy and fall back on the bed. It must be because I haven't ate last night,but I'll go make breakfast now.
As soon as the dizzy feeling goes away I go to the bathroom and wash my face.And in my face suddenly appears a girl who looks just like me and who is staring at me from the mirror.I look at her. She's a teen but she looks old.Her eyes have no sparkle of life in theme, they're empty , brown and empty.Her hair falls down a bit lower than her shoulders,an average figure an average girl.Somehow average...I look and look. The girl has bags under her eyes she's a teen but , still...there is something abou her face that makes her look more grown-up,more older.
I turn with my back at her and rest on the edge of the sink, closing my eyes.Ever since I can remember I always wanted to be the perfect little girl.But something went wrong.Was it because of me ? No, I'm not guilty of anything. Or am I ? Hmmm...a certain young computer-obsessed person would tell me it's not my fault for everything that happened.But sometimes I feel guilty.
I think I do too much thinking.
I take another look at the girl staring at me.If you walk into Ken's room , you'll see on the desk a framed photo of a young girl. She's perfect.Look at her. Nice, tall and a beautiful face.
I smile sadly. I can't compare myself with Yuriko. As I look at myself, I don't see a young teen , I see some girl who had premature aging.Look at my hands...bruised and cut..look at Yuriko : tall,slim,she simply looks like and angel...I know Ken loved her very much in a way I can't believe he could love me . She was in a simple plain word : perfect . Perfect in everything.
He said himself the kiss was stupid , didn't he ? It was just a mistake. But when I close my eyes and think of it I feel so good. The only time I trembled inside like that was when Brad first kissed me. I used to think I can do it on my own, but sometimes I know I need someone to hold me and care for me.But maybe I'm wrong. Maybe there is no one for me.I wish you could be the one Ken. But I'm too afraid to get close to you , I'm too afraid of might I do wrong that would make you disappear . I ALWAYS screw up things. I'm just an idiot.
I shake my head trying to recover the happy morning feeling , but it's kinda' gone. I only wanted to be happy, no cares in the world , no telekinetic ability , me and my lover somewhere far away.I used to want that , but , trough time, the only thing I wanted was to stay alive as much as possible , I wanted and I had a knife in my hands , and he was the only one who ever slept in the same bed with me under the pillow.Ever since I went on my own , the telekinesis and my knife were my only friends I could ever trust. It was enough to make me scream and the windows started shattering and the light went off.
But now it's different.I think . Here I am , standing with theme in the same house , once my enemies now my friends. I don't know theme from a life time but I ended up knowing theme a lot in these time I stayed here. But still I feel sometimes alone. Even if Omi is always there to cheer me up , always with a happy smile. He always makes me laugh .
But the thing I'm more happy about is that they accepted me , even if I was a member of Schwarz , even if I am a telekinetic. even if Omi hates Telekinesis, he now hangs out with me and goes with me everywhere. What if they knew ? What if they knew I ran away from home ? What if they knew my identity is...fake ....? My whole life , the one stuck into all those databases is a lie I made up ?
// Flasback//
A dark obscure room. A man with a cigar and a computer.A young girl behind him looking at the screen . The man with a long ponytail turns at the girl and asks :
" Are you sure ? It's my duty to remember you that you can't do this again. Everything is here it's gonna be changed. Are you 100% sure about.."
" Yes damn it ! I already paid you half of my money to do this. now do it ! "
He still looks at the girl. She shakes her head and her finger targets the 'Delete' task.At about 2 cm from it she stops. She looks at the screen , but shakes her head and pushes the button.
// end flashback//
And that was it. The hacker erased all my life , building me a whole new one. I was not Beatrice Carson anymore , I was Angelina Anderson , I was not 14 anymore I was 15 , I had no parents and no other family. My whole life were some letters and a document with a content witch was just pure fiction .
//Flashback//
The young girl walks out in the street leaving the hacker with his money and cigar, as she goes trough the cold weather with her backpack in her hands. From her hands a broken piece of platic falls on the paved street as she continues walking. Her old ID meant nothing at all right now.
//End flashback//
Yes , I lied. And I am the only person who knows it, Me and the hacker who probably doesn't even remember me anymore. Remember the story I told you at the beginning , about my life ?
I lied.
Yes , it's true I ran away from home , and all about my parents it's true, but the little thing I 'missed' are the ages. Takatori believed me , but I know the truth. I was 14 when I ran away. The same night , it was autumn , it was cold , in the same night I changed my life , it only took some money.
Suddenly , I was a 16 year-old teen without a family, no other relatives.
All I needed was 1 year at the orphanage , with a part-time job taking care of some of the kids, and one day , I heard the word on the street about Schwarz and.the rest is known. Yes , I am 15 . But changing my age was necessary .That way I would have been good for some jobs that people wouldn't usuallu give to a 14 year old witch I was back then.
So many lies..
What if they found out about it would they treat me the same ? I think not.
The girl in the mirror looks at me again. She smiles sadly. She only wished to have a normal life , but now , this is already in her blood , her life is changed forever. She's not the average teen in school , her face looks old from all the trouble she's gone trough, when she wears her dark brown hair in two ponytails dressed in a flowery dress she looks just like the girl next door.
But the truth is different. She almost killed people , she hurted theme , she screwed with their minds and bodies with her powers, all the hate and pain she heard and saw drained her.
The girl in the mirror smiles again . Maybe one day it will be over with everything.
I leave the girl and head for my room to get dressed , still thinking about everything.
Still.. who am I anyway ?
* * * * * * * * This chapter I know it wasn't what you ppl. expected , but I wanted to get into Angie's mind , more deeper , so we can all understand at least a part of her feelings. I hope It wasn't boring.