Now I'm REALLY mad!
I closed my eyes and sighed. "If only I had a different life..."
My parents had just taken away my Playstation and I was mas. No. Outraged. How could they do this to me? So maybe I failed English, Math, and Reading. So maybe I got detention for daydreaming in class. So WHAT!? Well, maybe they have a point, but still. That thing is like my life. How can I survive without it? I will die in a week and they are taking it away for 2 MONTH'S!!! Oh well... I can always write fanfiction.
Opening the door to my house, I quickly left my hot-pink backpack on the living room couch and went strait to the computer room. Time to get started on my fanfiction. Thank god it was Friday, no one could blame me for not doing my home work. Sighing, I turned on my computer and began to type.
Cloud opened his eyes and gasped. He was laying in a flower bed. The flower bed was in a place that seemed like a church. The most amazing sight was the young woman leaning over him. She had dark brown hair pulled loosely into a rope braid and her gentle green eyes showed a look of purity and concern. She wore a simple, pink cotton dress with a little red jacket that hung tightly around her. Though her face was dirty and she wore simple, cheap clothes, obviously living in the worst of the slums, she was strikingly beautiful in a childish way. Her mysterious eyes were vague and seemed to hold a powerful secret that lay locked away...
"What's your name..." Cloud asked the woman.
"Aries..." The woman replied shyly. "A-are you O.K.?
"Ann!" A voice called my name. It was my mom.
"W-What?" Was all I could yell back.
"No computer, it's part of your grounding."
"Wh-wha?" I cried in dismay.
"You heard me, turn that thing of or I WILL ground you for another month!" She sounded stern and I knew know was not the time for me to argue. Fighting back tears, I saved my fanfiction and slowly shut my beloved computer down. I was only freaking thirteen. How would I survive? I ran into my room and slammed the door.
"That's it missy!" My mother screamed at me. "You don't slam doors, another week to your grounding. Don't make me make it two."
I fought back tears and backed into my closet, stumbling over a pile of blankets and falling to my floor. I lay sprawled there for what seemed like hours, to grief stricken to cry. Suddenly, after a while of laying there, I came to my senses. Realizing what had just happened, I jumped up of the floor, ran over to my bed, jumped on it and began to cry into the blankets.
I closed my eyes and sighed. "If only I had a different life..."
My parents had just taken away my Playstation and I was mas. No. Outraged. How could they do this to me? So maybe I failed English, Math, and Reading. So maybe I got detention for daydreaming in class. So WHAT!? Well, maybe they have a point, but still. That thing is like my life. How can I survive without it? I will die in a week and they are taking it away for 2 MONTH'S!!! Oh well... I can always write fanfiction.
Opening the door to my house, I quickly left my hot-pink backpack on the living room couch and went strait to the computer room. Time to get started on my fanfiction. Thank god it was Friday, no one could blame me for not doing my home work. Sighing, I turned on my computer and began to type.
Cloud opened his eyes and gasped. He was laying in a flower bed. The flower bed was in a place that seemed like a church. The most amazing sight was the young woman leaning over him. She had dark brown hair pulled loosely into a rope braid and her gentle green eyes showed a look of purity and concern. She wore a simple, pink cotton dress with a little red jacket that hung tightly around her. Though her face was dirty and she wore simple, cheap clothes, obviously living in the worst of the slums, she was strikingly beautiful in a childish way. Her mysterious eyes were vague and seemed to hold a powerful secret that lay locked away...
"What's your name..." Cloud asked the woman.
"Aries..." The woman replied shyly. "A-are you O.K.?
"Ann!" A voice called my name. It was my mom.
"W-What?" Was all I could yell back.
"No computer, it's part of your grounding."
"Wh-wha?" I cried in dismay.
"You heard me, turn that thing of or I WILL ground you for another month!" She sounded stern and I knew know was not the time for me to argue. Fighting back tears, I saved my fanfiction and slowly shut my beloved computer down. I was only freaking thirteen. How would I survive? I ran into my room and slammed the door.
"That's it missy!" My mother screamed at me. "You don't slam doors, another week to your grounding. Don't make me make it two."
I fought back tears and backed into my closet, stumbling over a pile of blankets and falling to my floor. I lay sprawled there for what seemed like hours, to grief stricken to cry. Suddenly, after a while of laying there, I came to my senses. Realizing what had just happened, I jumped up of the floor, ran over to my bed, jumped on it and began to cry into the blankets.