A Normal Life by Amanda Kate
Disclaimer- I do not own Sailormoon.
Author Note- ok I am learning from my mistakes. Yes this is going to be an on going story I really don't know how long, but then again you people can decide that. I will also be updating this weekly (or at least trying :).
I know this one is short but next week it will be longer I promise.
One last thing I wanted to thank Sara for her review (Thank you Sara!!!!!). Now on with the story
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The place where we moved was bright and cheerful. It was one of those houses that had the white picked fence, with the tire swing in the front. I had a passing thought that I did kill myself, and my hell was to live in the little world my Uncle and Aunt crated. I pinched myself just to make sure. For once in her life she was glad that she felt pain. School was going to start in a couple mouths. She never felt so much panic rip throw her as she did then. Her fear was that it would just be a repeat of last year. 'Maybe if I kept to myself nobody would take notice to me' she shook her head, long blond hair falling into her face 'no that's not going to work.'
"Serena are you done unpacking" her Aunt called she looked around her room. The white walls so clean, she felt like she was disturbing the innocents of the room, she didn't belong here.
"Serena are you going to answer me?" 'No' she thought. Far from done because she knew that if she opens the boxes of her past, the walls that held no memories wouldn't be so clean anymore. Memories form her life would stick like glue to the walls. She just wanted to look at something that held no pain. Just for once she wanted to feel at peace with these clean walls staring back at me. She didn't even hear someone coming up the stairs or opening her door.
"Serena you haven't even started yet" dame she had to come up here and break the silence.
"Don't worry Aunt Ikuko I'll get it done." she looked at her with worried eyes.
"Are you injures bothering you?" did she always have to remind me that I still have them.
"No" she used it in a tone that meant end of discussion. When she hard the door click signaling that her Aunt was no longer in the room. She got up from her bed and walked over to the dirty boxes of her past.
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Her eyes fell on a photo album that she just recently unpacked. That was the only thing that represented her few moments of happiness. Her hands started to open the front page of the album, but her hands wouldn't let her. She could live a life of pain, pain she could deal with. Happiness was so foreign that she didn't know how to deal with it. Her hands vary carefully shut the front of the album and set it under her bed. She then wiped the sweet of her forehead that just recently appeared. She needed to get out of here, too many memories. She graved what little money she had, slipped down the staircase and was out before anyone noticed she was gone, that is, if they notice at all.
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Told you it was short. The next chapter will be out on the 2\25 or 2\26. Thanks to all who read!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer- I do not own Sailormoon.
Author Note- ok I am learning from my mistakes. Yes this is going to be an on going story I really don't know how long, but then again you people can decide that. I will also be updating this weekly (or at least trying :).
I know this one is short but next week it will be longer I promise.
One last thing I wanted to thank Sara for her review (Thank you Sara!!!!!). Now on with the story
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The place where we moved was bright and cheerful. It was one of those houses that had the white picked fence, with the tire swing in the front. I had a passing thought that I did kill myself, and my hell was to live in the little world my Uncle and Aunt crated. I pinched myself just to make sure. For once in her life she was glad that she felt pain. School was going to start in a couple mouths. She never felt so much panic rip throw her as she did then. Her fear was that it would just be a repeat of last year. 'Maybe if I kept to myself nobody would take notice to me' she shook her head, long blond hair falling into her face 'no that's not going to work.'
"Serena are you done unpacking" her Aunt called she looked around her room. The white walls so clean, she felt like she was disturbing the innocents of the room, she didn't belong here.
"Serena are you going to answer me?" 'No' she thought. Far from done because she knew that if she opens the boxes of her past, the walls that held no memories wouldn't be so clean anymore. Memories form her life would stick like glue to the walls. She just wanted to look at something that held no pain. Just for once she wanted to feel at peace with these clean walls staring back at me. She didn't even hear someone coming up the stairs or opening her door.
"Serena you haven't even started yet" dame she had to come up here and break the silence.
"Don't worry Aunt Ikuko I'll get it done." she looked at her with worried eyes.
"Are you injures bothering you?" did she always have to remind me that I still have them.
"No" she used it in a tone that meant end of discussion. When she hard the door click signaling that her Aunt was no longer in the room. She got up from her bed and walked over to the dirty boxes of her past.
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Her eyes fell on a photo album that she just recently unpacked. That was the only thing that represented her few moments of happiness. Her hands started to open the front page of the album, but her hands wouldn't let her. She could live a life of pain, pain she could deal with. Happiness was so foreign that she didn't know how to deal with it. Her hands vary carefully shut the front of the album and set it under her bed. She then wiped the sweet of her forehead that just recently appeared. She needed to get out of here, too many memories. She graved what little money she had, slipped down the staircase and was out before anyone noticed she was gone, that is, if they notice at all.
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Told you it was short. The next chapter will be out on the 2\25 or 2\26. Thanks to all who read!!!!!!!!!!!