The dark tan paint of the school faded as I walked the distance to my home. Even the birds sounded far away as they floated above my head. But somehow, they were near. The noise of the crows pulled me out of my daze, and made me realize I had walked far from my home. I turned back around, and sulked back towards my home.
When I approached the door, the familliar smell of alcohol flooded my nose. My father or what he wants me to call him. But without his acknowlegement. He's simply my guardian. Someone who I have to deal with until I leave this hell hole.
"Stormy." He said, his words slurred, sounding like a child first learning to talk. I simply took myself up the stairs, to get out of the rays of his awful smell. I stepped into the upstairs hall. Instantly regretting it. It smells... beer, and ass. Maybe he's had some company.
I floored my way into the small room I call my own. Throwing my bag onto the bed, I stripped off my clothes. Running my hand over my bare chest feeling the occasional chills I'd get after running over one of my massive bruises.
It's times like this I wonder how my mom handled his abuse.
But that's just another mystery.
I'm Stormy Grey. And this is my life.
(A/N)- The picture is not mine. If the owner steps forward, I will remove! Did you guys enjoy the first Half/Chapter? I promise my Chapters will be indefinitely longer than this. As you'll see in the next chapter. THANKS!!
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Smokey Haze
Mystery / ThrillerStormy Grey, a girl trapped within herself. Trying to find a way to become one with herself. After her mothers death, nothing could pry her from her books. But now. Someone is invading. But who?
