"Hey you! Pass me the ball. Are you deaf ? Urgh useless!! "
And that's when my thoughts train comes to a halt.
There goes the devil dropping a sweet string of curses. This is why I say silence is my soul sister.
God indeed does astonishing creations , but him? Guess there was a mistake when crafting him. Or else how come a guy with all the drool worthy charm and frisky attitude behave like a jerk?But that too only to me, as far as i know. I try my best to dodge away from his Oceanic eyes. Not that i will drown or whatsoever the cliche line you might be expecting .... it's just that we both never get along well the fact that we both being members sharing a single roof. Yes your right! We live in the same house. As goofy as that sounds , we do.
Because .....guys he's my brother. Scratch that this greek god is my step brother!!
Well...now that's a story for some other time.They say I live a boring life but I knew better. I breath looking at people who crush my emotions mercilessly like a piece of shit lying on street and I wonder if god himself is saint enough to forgive each time.
If mingling with devils for them to suck off your sanity is called enjoying , then I'm glad to cling on to my so called boring life. Because that's all I've seen for the nineteen years of my survival with people who heap their trash with different masks.With the daily huffing and puffing of my sweet brain here I am plopped on my fluffy bed.
Phew! after a long day at the bridge hill highschool. I was just going to grab my novel when...THUD!
Ahh see how cool! I wonder if the walls are cracked.
Brian and his crush with the door.
And now he's gonna blast off my ear drums. Such an annoying brat. God why can't these people let me have my own time of peace?I sulkily dragged my legs to his door and knocked.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
No answer. Is this guy alive?
BANG! BANG!"What??" he shouts.
Oh my poor ears the devil has some grudge with you.
I compose my self and ask
" Can you please lower the volume abit ? "
I mentally pat my self for not stuttering this time. He keeps on glaring at me as if I've grown horns. Letting him to daydream I turn to head back to my room buy then..
"Hey you really speak? Whoa the great Anna finally speaks." he mocks me blabbering useless shit while laughing his head off."Well...if your done can I go ? " I ask trying hard not to roll my eyes at him. He kept on throwing laser shots for few seconds and banged the door on my face. Such a bipolar jerk.
Just like that my day spent very well looking at all the drama going around me. I'm just eagerly counting days till the announcement of the winter holidays.
Haha you think I'm gonna hang out with friends? Nahh, that's not my cup of tea. But you'll have to wait for some time.
Sshh!! That's a surprise.
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MELODY OF A SILENT HEART
Short StoryA short story about a young girl who finds solace in her own world . A world rid of hunger games that traps you in emotional tornadoes to feed their monsters. Walk this trail with her to see what her eyes hold about the world we live in...