A/N: PLEASE review... I feel spesul if ya do ^^ and anywho, subtitles are
next to the weird words. In this chapter, I speak spanish. ^^
Disclaimer: Er... I do not own any of Tolkien's characters, but the only one that I do own is me(obviously). I am not some rich old dead dude... if I was, it wouldn't be such a crappy story. Well, I'm not saying that my story is crappy, but compared to the genius Tolkien, it is. *nods* Thankies!
Runaway
Reflection
I looked at myself in the mirror. It was just a couple of days ago that I had gained some confidence. I tried pulling my ears up and making them pointy. I wanted to be an Elf so bad... maybe just too much. My friends stopped hanging out with me because of my obsession with a world that doesn't exist. Well, today, everything was going to change. I was going to run away from home and never look back. I wanted to see and maybe live in New York, and see snow. Or maybe Maine. All I knew was that any place was better than Miami, Florida. Any where.
"Bibi!" my mom called from the kitchen. I sighed and walked to the kitchen. She glared at me. "Porque no llavastes los platos? Ustedes siempren me abusan, nunca estan satisfechas con nada... conio Naury Estela, vas a salir asi?" (Why didn't you wash the dishes? You guys always take advantage of me, you're never satisfied with anything... fuck, Naury Estela, you're going out like that?)
"Si, mami."(yes, mom) I said, sounding annoyed.
"Don't yes me. Change right now! You look like one of those gothic kids!" I gritted my teeth and she sighed. "Fine. Don't. You never obey me anyway. Can you clean up your room at least?"
"Mami, I gotta go to school. I'm going to be late again."
"Ok, fine. Don't forget your backpack." She sighed again and continued washing the dishes. I walked back into my room and put on my black and pink Vans. I tried so hard to be punk over the past five years. I had pink on the tip of my long brown hair, I had a black miniskirt on with a shirt with pink letters on it saying "Don't Label Me". Hey, it worked for me. I've been called everything... from fat in my elementary school days to being called a freak now. I've lost my weight, but no one will ever stop calling me a freak. I was destined to be alone. I put a whole bunch of crap in my bag, including a box a Twinkies that I had stole from the kitchen.I put my backpack on guess where? My back! I stared into the big brown eyes staring at me from the mirror. I smiled at that girl, and all of a sudden, she winked at me. I swear to God that I didn't wink. I walked over to the mirror and reached out. The girl disappeared, and I thought I was gonna crap my pants.
"Holy fucking shit..." I was being pulled into the mirror. By the time I realized what had just happened, darkness consumed me...
A/N: I dunno. I likey do you? Review, please... pwetty pwease? *puppy eyes* . Okay, this story is based on moi... I can always dream... ^^ Oh yeah, I tried putting the little ` on the i's but FF.net made some weird stuff pop up instead... I dunno why. And it also happened when I wrote Khazad-Du(with the arrow on the u)m. If anyone can tell me how to do that, thankies very munchies! ^^
Disclaimer: Er... I do not own any of Tolkien's characters, but the only one that I do own is me(obviously). I am not some rich old dead dude... if I was, it wouldn't be such a crappy story. Well, I'm not saying that my story is crappy, but compared to the genius Tolkien, it is. *nods* Thankies!
Runaway
Reflection
I looked at myself in the mirror. It was just a couple of days ago that I had gained some confidence. I tried pulling my ears up and making them pointy. I wanted to be an Elf so bad... maybe just too much. My friends stopped hanging out with me because of my obsession with a world that doesn't exist. Well, today, everything was going to change. I was going to run away from home and never look back. I wanted to see and maybe live in New York, and see snow. Or maybe Maine. All I knew was that any place was better than Miami, Florida. Any where.
"Bibi!" my mom called from the kitchen. I sighed and walked to the kitchen. She glared at me. "Porque no llavastes los platos? Ustedes siempren me abusan, nunca estan satisfechas con nada... conio Naury Estela, vas a salir asi?" (Why didn't you wash the dishes? You guys always take advantage of me, you're never satisfied with anything... fuck, Naury Estela, you're going out like that?)
"Si, mami."(yes, mom) I said, sounding annoyed.
"Don't yes me. Change right now! You look like one of those gothic kids!" I gritted my teeth and she sighed. "Fine. Don't. You never obey me anyway. Can you clean up your room at least?"
"Mami, I gotta go to school. I'm going to be late again."
"Ok, fine. Don't forget your backpack." She sighed again and continued washing the dishes. I walked back into my room and put on my black and pink Vans. I tried so hard to be punk over the past five years. I had pink on the tip of my long brown hair, I had a black miniskirt on with a shirt with pink letters on it saying "Don't Label Me". Hey, it worked for me. I've been called everything... from fat in my elementary school days to being called a freak now. I've lost my weight, but no one will ever stop calling me a freak. I was destined to be alone. I put a whole bunch of crap in my bag, including a box a Twinkies that I had stole from the kitchen.I put my backpack on guess where? My back! I stared into the big brown eyes staring at me from the mirror. I smiled at that girl, and all of a sudden, she winked at me. I swear to God that I didn't wink. I walked over to the mirror and reached out. The girl disappeared, and I thought I was gonna crap my pants.
"Holy fucking shit..." I was being pulled into the mirror. By the time I realized what had just happened, darkness consumed me...
A/N: I dunno. I likey do you? Review, please... pwetty pwease? *puppy eyes* . Okay, this story is based on moi... I can always dream... ^^ Oh yeah, I tried putting the little ` on the i's but FF.net made some weird stuff pop up instead... I dunno why. And it also happened when I wrote Khazad-Du(with the arrow on the u)m. If anyone can tell me how to do that, thankies very munchies! ^^
