Chappie 12
The moon's gray shadow fell among the sleeping houses. The wind made the trees howl and sway deeply with the mood of the midnight sky. There weren't any stars just the pale moon and darkness.
I felt so lost. My life is wrong. It was made just made for a ruff draft for everyone else. Maybe, just maybe my life would have turned out alright if I had someone to love who wouldn't turn on me, someone to be cared for and for me to care for them. Everyone I had met over my life was a needle in my back. My blood was like my tears, tears of pain, except they are red.
My feet were the only sound down the disserted street. But I had fallen in love. But he was more then just a needle.he was a dagger. Bakura was a dagger in my spine. You couldn't get it out even as you pulled. It would sink deeper. The more I try and ignore its pain I feel more pain. More stains on my shirt. More red.
I staggered as I tripped on a crack on the sidewalk. Where was I? I knew where I was.I was nowhere. I was lost. But both lost physically and mentally. My thoughts were trash. My life was trash. And Bakura is trash to. But he's something you can't just through away. He will always find away back to you. I would just like him to confess that he cares for me. But I doubt if that would happen. There is just to much ice around his heart, more then mine. My flames are to weak to melt it. The ice would just put out my fire, my last flame.
What month was this? Oh yes it was December. December 12th. This is the day my mother died. I could remember, even if I was only 6 years old.
" My little house stood at the end of the hill as I ran I could hear my older sister, samba, running after me. My small Egyptian earring's dangled on my head as I ran."
'This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone'
"As I neared my home I could hear my dad inside. It was December 12th my mommy's birthday. My sister and me had bought her a pretty necklace with ancient writing carved into it."
'And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you
Feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the
Things I said to you'
" Samba and I ran into the three bedroom house just as they were about to sing to my mom. As we finished singing, handing out gifts, and there weren't any cake left we settled own by a fire. My mother hugged my close. I could feel her heart grow slower then slower then it just stopped.
Nakhti: "mommy? Why did you heart stop? " I asked while sitting up.
My father had heard had heard my outcry and through me onto the ground. My mother was no longer breathing on this earth, she was gone, gone forever."
'And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to'
" Samba walked over to my mother but my father shoved her back, I watched in horror as my beloved sister tripped into the fire. My father muttered something and went outside leaving my dead mother, dying sister, me, and a burning home. He had left. Left us all. My heart had now ripped to another half."
'This is my December
These are my snow covered dreams
This is me pretending
This is all I need
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the things
I said to you'
" The flames could have killed me too if I haven't ran outside into the world outside. Tears had formed in my eyes as I watched the house burn down to its very last ashes. I could hear footsteps behind me. He took me away in a camel I watched my past fade in the distance then had fell asleep, that's how my nightmare began."
'And I give it all away
Just to have
Somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to'
I felt so deeply pained the sudden memory. I looked around my surroundings. I must have walked a bit too far. I shuffled my feet to and slumped down under a tree. The winds sweet coaxing had put me asleep.
The moon's gray shadow fell among the sleeping houses. The wind made the trees howl and sway deeply with the mood of the midnight sky. There weren't any stars just the pale moon and darkness.
I felt so lost. My life is wrong. It was made just made for a ruff draft for everyone else. Maybe, just maybe my life would have turned out alright if I had someone to love who wouldn't turn on me, someone to be cared for and for me to care for them. Everyone I had met over my life was a needle in my back. My blood was like my tears, tears of pain, except they are red.
My feet were the only sound down the disserted street. But I had fallen in love. But he was more then just a needle.he was a dagger. Bakura was a dagger in my spine. You couldn't get it out even as you pulled. It would sink deeper. The more I try and ignore its pain I feel more pain. More stains on my shirt. More red.
I staggered as I tripped on a crack on the sidewalk. Where was I? I knew where I was.I was nowhere. I was lost. But both lost physically and mentally. My thoughts were trash. My life was trash. And Bakura is trash to. But he's something you can't just through away. He will always find away back to you. I would just like him to confess that he cares for me. But I doubt if that would happen. There is just to much ice around his heart, more then mine. My flames are to weak to melt it. The ice would just put out my fire, my last flame.
What month was this? Oh yes it was December. December 12th. This is the day my mother died. I could remember, even if I was only 6 years old.
" My little house stood at the end of the hill as I ran I could hear my older sister, samba, running after me. My small Egyptian earring's dangled on my head as I ran."
'This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone'
"As I neared my home I could hear my dad inside. It was December 12th my mommy's birthday. My sister and me had bought her a pretty necklace with ancient writing carved into it."
'And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you
Feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the
Things I said to you'
" Samba and I ran into the three bedroom house just as they were about to sing to my mom. As we finished singing, handing out gifts, and there weren't any cake left we settled own by a fire. My mother hugged my close. I could feel her heart grow slower then slower then it just stopped.
Nakhti: "mommy? Why did you heart stop? " I asked while sitting up.
My father had heard had heard my outcry and through me onto the ground. My mother was no longer breathing on this earth, she was gone, gone forever."
'And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to'
" Samba walked over to my mother but my father shoved her back, I watched in horror as my beloved sister tripped into the fire. My father muttered something and went outside leaving my dead mother, dying sister, me, and a burning home. He had left. Left us all. My heart had now ripped to another half."
'This is my December
These are my snow covered dreams
This is me pretending
This is all I need
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the things
I said to you'
" The flames could have killed me too if I haven't ran outside into the world outside. Tears had formed in my eyes as I watched the house burn down to its very last ashes. I could hear footsteps behind me. He took me away in a camel I watched my past fade in the distance then had fell asleep, that's how my nightmare began."
'And I give it all away
Just to have
Somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to'
I felt so deeply pained the sudden memory. I looked around my surroundings. I must have walked a bit too far. I shuffled my feet to and slumped down under a tree. The winds sweet coaxing had put me asleep.