Lifeline

Chapter one:the beginning

As far as I know life is cruel and messed up all life does is take away the things you love most right when you need them.

Like I needed my parents life is messed up in all sorts of ways that most people can't seem to comprehend.

And that makes me mad more than anything is that no-one can comprehend what life is truly about.

All people care about is money their popularity and their TikTok and twitter and instagram status it's annoying more than most  things that I find annoying this would have to be at the very top of my list.

But what I'm really trying to say is everyone cares more about what they look like than how they act.

Because actions speak louder than words or so I have been told over the course of my 17 years of life.

I have to admit I have checked my status on instagram and TikTok a couple of times but I rarely ever do because I'm not gonna end up turning into one of them pick-me girls that look like they tried to be Barbie and failed miserably.

Yea that's not what I want my future to be like I want to be a lawyer that helps with immigration cases so that other people from around the world can come here and find a new beginning for themselves and their families.

Like my father he was a lawyer and a darn good one at that he could help anyone win their case he has only ever lost one case in his whole career of being a lawyer and I want to be just like him but he dealt with criminals I want to help people get into our free lands of America that's why I want to be a lawyer that deals with immigration cases.

I feel for those people after all me and my family only came here to America 6 years ago when I was 11 I do believe yes that's right I was 11 when I first came to America my brain is not the greatest of minds right now because my mother and father passed away only a couple of months ago and so I have had to stay with my great aunt patty.

No offense but I hate great aunt patty she's sweet and all but she just drives me absolutely crazy and I hate her smelly cats it's like she never cleans them.

I can't wait till I turn 18 in two weeks because then I can move out of this trash dump of a house it's like she never throws anything away everything has some sort of attachment to her which is more annoying than you could imagine.

But that's off topic what I mean by that is yea life is screwed up mega screwed up in fact I wish life would change into its big children pants and grow up already because speaking up to people is more scary than when I can lay back on the damp grass that was covered in dew and look up at the sky and block everything else out of my brain.

No responsibility's no great aunties telling me what to do no stinky cars that desperately need baths.

I can just be free like the birds in the sky it almost feels as though I have no limits that there are no hold backs that I can be free to choose what I want to do for a change.

I sit in the damp grass sprinkled with dew drops  and put my hands behind my head and just lay there staring at the sky counting the clouds that I see and try to see animals or shapes in them.

But right as I feel like I'm going to fall asleep I hear footsteps coming down the front porch steps.

I turn my head slightly to see what or who it was but all I see is a man dressed in all black with a mask on then I blinked and he was gone.

Gone just gone nowhere in sight.