Prologue...Sirens.

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Aolani.

I am used to chaos. Things breaking, people shouting, me feeling numb to it all. But unlike every other form of chaos that made me very uncomfortable and anxious, the chaos around me now feels comforting and peaceful. I never knew that being unconscious could feel good, the fact that my eyes were not open, but I could hear the commotion around me was nice for a change. My parents were both yelling in the background, and I could hear my mom crying, it gave me peace that at least they now understood what it felt like to scream and cry and not be heard by the people you love. The sounds of sirens never felt so musical before and I could not wait to be out of the world. The fact that I would now be facing hell was a reality that scared me, but it felt like a better option than going through everything all over again.

In three days, things had gone from bad to unfixable and I ended up being collateral damage. I'm starting to wonder how it became this bad. Well, let's go back then...

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