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Dreamings the only thing keeping me Alive. The unanswered promises and the broken hearts, all beat me down day to day. So I dream of wonderful things. Being a father, saving a person's life, and just being me. But dreams are nothing if I don't live them.

"yo fag you have fun last night with your boy friend?" the preppy kid in my class says. I have no words and I find its best to not respond at all. "you scared, you want your mom?" he says to me.

He's been terrorizing me for the past year, and it's not just him countless other people as well. At school I'm the shy kid who dosent talk at all. But when I'm home the anger comes out and I stare into space saying to myself "you're worthless. Your nothing. No one would care if you dropped dead."

I sit in my bed room and pound walls, break furniture ture, and destroy myself. Thinking that no body knows what I go through on a day to day basis. I walk through school like a zombie trying to avoid everything and everybody. The only persons whos always been there for me is my mom. And she dosent even know what exactly is going on.

The only true friendsl I really have is the I make for myself the person who can't leave me. Music, that's his name. He's been there for me through thick and thin, and when that noose is ready I think of him and I gain back just enough hope not to end my life. Don't get me wrong i have alot of friends. But if died I can't think of any that would cry or show up to my funeral.

Oh and I forgot to mention I have a gift, i see things other people can't see, i see the lost souls walking around looking for a purpose, I know people before i meet them. I can look into there eyes and tell there whole life story. I can tell how they feel, think, see there dreams as there sleeping. And I know things are about to happen before they actually happen. I'm scared to tell people about my gift. I don't want to be labeled as an even
bigger freak.

Luckily summer vacation starts in a week so if I can survive this last week of school I think I'll be okay.

After what seemed like forever school was finally over. I went down to the steps to smoke a ciggerete looking at all of the people walking to there cars and occasionally seeing a blatantly ignorant person who says jokingly "can I get a drag." i don't know why but today something feels different. It's a weird feeling just following me around like somethings going to change.

As I was smoking a ciggerete I saw skittles that's what I call him, no one knows his real name. Normally he comes to the steps alone but this time was different. He was with someone. She was short, she had hair that stood out, it was so incredible it could make superman look normal. She was dressed in baggy yoga pants, a t shirt, and black converse. She was beautiful. "what's up man?" skittles says to me. "not much bro." i stood there dumbfounded by this girl. I looked into her eyes and came to the conclusion she was broken, hopeless, and felt she was going no where. She has a secret no body knows.

It isn't like me to introduce myself to random beautiful girls. But I did. "hi my names Skiy, and you are? "
"Ciera."

HOLY FUCKING SHIT I said to myself her voice is almost as beautiful as her broken down complexion. After she spoke I didn't know what to say so I simply nodded my head.

Skittles turned to me "bro there's a fair today in Exton you wanna come with me and cici."
"Uh yah sure" I said.

We got on the bus and I sat in my usual seat and stared at her this time I got a really good look at her. She had no makeup on and still was beautiful, her eyes could light a tunnel that's never seen light, and her smile was contagious, her hair was like a maze you just get lost in, and her nimble size was nothing more than just straight adorable. She was perfect.

We got off the bus and immediately went to the fair. It was a beautiful night and the moon was full, the sky was painted with stars, and the children laughing brought a feeling of serenity. We sat down right outside the entrance and smoked a ciggerete before going in the fair grounds. I noticed that cici looked cold. Something about her aura made me a completely different person. I walked to her and sat down. I gave her my jacket and put my arms around her and my stomach exploded.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 07, 2015 ⏰

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