The Girl in Black Vanz

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The girl in the black vanz, glasses, and messy curly hair. Who is she? She is my best friend . I've known her insane personality Since the first grade. I can tell you one thing. That girl is a pain in the butt but she's my pain and I rather live with it then try to make it go away. Pain? More like a blessing to me. I love her more than anything in the world. I can see the care in those dull blue eyes with a coating of hatred in them. She doesn't like to admit she loves somthing. For she rather take the pain so she will be stronger. Although I wish to treat her like a princess, she doesn't want me too. She says she doesn't want to be like the fairytales where the girl falls for the boy and is too weak to do anything for herself. She's strong and she has a heart of gold. She just doesn't want to take the black coat off of it. Although she might sound like a total waste, she isn't if you al least give her a chance and she will gift you with a love that you could never find anywhere else .

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I don't know how my personality is. I mean... Who could? I want to be the strong girl that my dad was always proud of. I don't want to throw everything away just for a boy , rather I would share it. Allen try's to get me to spill my emotions but I don't back down cause I am terrified that I will scare or weird him right out of my life. He's the second most important person in my life. Who's the first you ask? Of course my dearest brother, haley. I will never let my emotions escape... For that would make me let my demons out.

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Allen did his normal thing that dark morning. Olivia sat on the couch eating somesort of a "drug" for her, like butterfingers .

Allen couldn't help but just stare at her. Olivia looked up at him. " what ? Cat got your tough? " Allen rolled his eyes. She always made jokes to tease him. They both do it, but Allen most likely flirts.
"I was only looking at an angel" he proudly said. A puff of a laugh came from olivia.
"Please, we all know I'm not a perfect little angel "
"And that's what makes you perfect " Allen quickly answered.

"Oh shut up you big flirt" OLIVIA laughed.

Allen just laughed along.

"Listen Allen I have to go to a piano practice thing ok? " she said getting up and walking out the door.

"That was unexpected ..... I want to see her play piano" he thought to himself and followed her to the old abandoned church of west valley lane. She apparently didn't know he was following so her hid in the corner room.

She sat down at the big black grand piano dead center in the stage. She began to play the melody. It sounded a bit sad.she continued to move her hands to the right keys and in a clear tone and strong voice she sang

"2am; where do I begin,
Crying off my face again.
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed.

I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most.
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well....

Dancing !slowly in an empty room,!
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby.
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again.

Too afraid to go inside
For the pain of one more loveless night.
But the loneliness will stay with me
And hold me til I fall asleep.

I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most.
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well.

Dancing slowly in an empty room,
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby.
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again.

Broken pieces of
A barely breathing story
Where there once was love
Now there's only me .......and the lonely.!-Dancing slowly in an empty room!
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again." She sang with her emotions clear on her face . Her voice Echoed throught the room and bounced off the crystal cross windows , making it sound like there was two voices singing. She sat at the piano, looking at it for quite sometime, took a breath and began playing another melody.
She announced as if she was on stage " I wrote this when I was in the mental asylum" she took a breath and began

" Did you forget me?
Did you forget me?
I wish I could say that I never left
But sorry just sounds stupid and quiet
In this house
Did you forget me?
Did you forget me?
Did you forget me?
And the letters don't talk
And my crying's too loud
Paper's no palm
And I wonder where yours are at
Paper's no palm
And I bet you'd laugh at that
Please forget me
Please forget me
Forget me
Cigarette out like our dying light
Cigarette out like our dying light
Cigarette out like our dying light
Cigarette out like our dying light
Did you forget me?
Please come get me
Please come get me" she seem to get a bit teary eyes at the end of it. She still can rember the pain for being lonely and thinking that all her closest friends have forgotten her, because no one had come to see her.... No one sent a letter.... And no one ever tried to get her out. She was only 14 when this struck of forget hit her. She soon figured out that the people who worked there didn't let anyone see her or do anything. This was the reason she broke out.

Olivia stood up, dust off her jeans and began to walk back to the house.

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I'm not done with this but if you guys want me to I will

Love you guys and happy Fourth of July