Hey, guys. Sooo I finally got some damn free times on my hands. (Yay…) I'm only writing this because I guess I've been depressed again lately (What a shocker!) xD Heh, so yeah, I hope you enjoy as always I thank each and every one of you for reading my stories. It means a lot.
I woke up. I just went straight to the bathroom andturned on the shower, waiting for the water to heat up. "Let's see what today holds…" I thought sarcastically. I felt the water to find it had finally heated up, I started to wash myself. After getting out of the shower I dried off and brushed my hair, not that I cared about appearances. I got dressed in a black t-shirt and tattered blue jeans. I put my backpack on and trudged out the door to school.
I started on my way, walking ever so slowly. I went through the park and into the dirt lot I pass through every day. I sighed; I honestly hated the dirt lot. It was such an eyesore. A plot of undeveloped land planned for housing that they abandoned leaving it the way it was. Trash, glass bits, and old, rusted pieces of barbwire were scattered what seemed like everywhere. I was nearing the road to cross, which was full of busy cars, especially on schooldays. I waited for an opportune moment to cross. Right when I saw one I quickly dashed across the road.
As I finished crossing the road I continued my way up to the school. I entered the side doors and made my way to the commons, it was packed full of other pokemon. I went over to my friends who were huddled by the door. There was Hayden, a sneasel, his personality is just fun loving and chill. Morgan, a roselia, she's energetic and loves teasing us. Maxwell, a pikachu, he loves jokes and he's basically the class clown at our school. Jacob, a jolteon, he's another class clown. As I got to them I just basically greeted myself.
"Hey guys!" I said putting on my mask while smiling.
"Hey!" Said Morgan while holding hands with Hayden.
"Hi, Bryce."
"'Sup," They all replied.
As they continued their conversation I just sat keeping to myself. I zoned out with my head down. The bell rang snapping me from my trance. I made my way down on of the halls and to the right all the way down. I then turned left and entered a door. I sighed as I took my seat next to my group. Art wasn't really the class for me, well I didn't enjoy any of them, but I guess I despised art the most. Not that I didn't like art! It's just that the teacher is way too cheery for my liking. Like she was some kind of lunatic psycho murderer.
The class continued on as we talked about one of the famous authors. All I did was draw random doodles. I waited patiently for the lesson to end, but we still had 30 minutes to go. I sighed and finally listened because I filled my whole paper already.
"Vincent Van Gogh was a Dutch post-impressionist painter whose work, notable for its rough beauty, emotional honesty and bold color, had a far-reaching influence on 20th-century art," She continued. "Van Gogh began to draw as a child, and he continued to draw throughout the years that led up to his decision to become an artist."
Then the bell rang cutting her off from her lesson. She wished the class farewell in that awful happy tone and we all got up and went to second hour. I continued on to my second hour, English, and entered. I sat down in my seat, but today is different, I think I would actually enjoy English today! Today we were learning about one of my favorite poets: Edgar Allen Poe. As the class went on I paid close attention learning about how he lost his parents at an early age and what influenced his poems.
Sadly, the bell rang sooner than expected and we had to go to our next hour. Social Studies, oh how I despise the class. We get the strictest teacher in history and social studies bores me to death. This class is pretty much tied with art. I begrudgingly finished my work in the class and put my head down.
"Bryce, what are you doing?" He questioned me.
"I'm done with my work so I just thought I'd put my head down…"
"Go back and reread the section until class is over. You will always be doing something in my class." He said.
I was enraged but did so anyways. I really did not want to get detention and just look around for about an hour straight. Thankfully the bell rang in five minutes and I got to continue with the rest of my day. You can say the rest of the day went by usually for me. Barely eating my lunch, passing through every class with extreme boredom. The last bell finally rang and our creative writing teacher made her farewells and we all left. Thank Arceus I was finally out of school. I went back passing the eyesore known as a dirt lot and through the park to get home to lie in my room passing the time away. I put in my earphones and started listening to one of my favorite songs:
Escape the Fate – There's No Sympathy For the Dead (Do not listen if you dislike post-hardcore or screamo)
Oh my god, I have the remedy for love
I struck the glass and broke the bones inside my fist, but I'm ok
I cannot change you (I cannot change you)
you'll never change (you'll never change)
I never would expect to break this in the end
Something so profound, something you won't expect
take this scripture like a picture and wear it around your neck
the sky it opens up
don't get swallowed by the flames
what's mine is yours and yours is mine so take me away
you hear the sounds, they're carried out
there's no sympathy for the dead
it swells and I, was never the same
there's no sympathy for the dead
we dance like zombies do in the middle of the rain
we see the stones falling from the sky (on fire)
the blinding light beaming from your eyes (our desire)
life has died, yet we're still alive and down below
a sea of damned crashing like a tidal wave, wave
I cannot change you
you'll never change (you'll never change)
I never would expect to break this in the end
I can't breathe
wake up from this nightmare that I'm in
dive into a holy river and wash away my sins
as I reach (sanctified) the surface of the water now
I will breathe and burn out my eyes
you hear the sounds, they're carried out
there's no sympathy for the dead
it swells and I, was never the same
there's no sympathy for the dead
we dance like zombies do in the middle of the rain
we see the stones falling from the sky (on fire)
the blinding light beaming from your eyes (our desire)
life has died, yet we're still alive and down below
a sea of damned crashing like a tidal wave, wave
So take the medicines to quench the pain we have
and walk until the end, until you've reached the sand
a hundred thousand wings, soaring through the sky
at intense speeds, we can't catch with our eyes
you hear the sounds of a third carried out
just wait (just wait)
you hesitate
I have the remedy to this poisonous kiss
I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist (you hesitate)
I have the remedy to this poisonous kiss
I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist (you hesitate)
I have the remedy to this poisonous kiss (There's no sympathy for the dead)
I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist (you hesitate)
I have the remedy to this poisonous kiss (There's no sympathy for the dead)
I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist
You hesitate
There's no sympathy for the dead
(You hesitate)
[x3]
Ok I'll end it here I guess tell me if you enjoyed the new story xD bye…