Do you ever just wonder why exactly we are here? What was our destiny for our time? How are we expected to go our correct path when everyone we know is beating us down? These were the thoughts running through my head as I was woken up by the monotone blare of my alarm. I wouldn't say I had the perfect life, but it also wasn't exactly hell.
My parents where very loving people but I just never got to see them that much. Yes, they are still together. The only thing is that they both have full time jobs at night so basicly right when I get home, they leave.
I'm also an only child. Now don't get me wrong, sometimes it's fantastic, but others, not so much. It's great because I can do whatever I want, but bad because my parents are hyper protective.
I stand out of bed after slamming my alarm to get to shut the fuck up. I walk slowly to the opposite side of my room, feeling the soft, white carpet in between my toes. Before I full frontal stand before my sadly vandalized mirror. Stickers and sharpie and nail polish lining the edges. I walk softly to my closet, rummaging through my variety of clothing. "SKY! HURRY UP!" My mothers voice rang through my delicate ears. "COMING JUST GIVE ME ONE SECOND!" I rush a little faster as I pull out a Rolling Stones t-shirt with a pair of skeleton leggings and black high waisted shorts to go over the leggings. I look into my mirror, observing every curve of my body.
I wasn't very skinny, maybe chubby or full but not fat. I made sure my cardigan covered my scared wrists from ages ago. As I got situated I stared at my 5"5 figure in the mirror for just a little longer.
"SKY! NOW!" My mothers voice was heard once again, droning about the house. Before I said a word I ran to my bathroom and quickly brushed through my faded lilac hair. I studied my features and decided I was fine without makeup.
Running downstairs I remembered the answers to my questions. I'm only here to make a fool of myself. My destiny is to die alone and perish ever-so peacefully. And I can't go my correct path because someone is holding me back, for love.
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Well that was it! So what do you think sky means when she answers the questions? Also sorry it is so short but I promise my next ones will be longer because this was more of an introduction to the story. PLEASE COMMENT, LIKE, VOTE BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY, YOU DO YOU BOO😘
Stay strong killjoys
~Romantic glitch
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