I have always known of the things that go bump in the night. Since I was 16 I have been preparing. Getting ready. For what you ask. Shit I don’t even know. All I know is that I can feel it in my bones that there is something out there waiting to suck me in. I am not your average person. I like to stay hidden from people. I have always been a loner. Keeping to myself. I have only one friend, but she is more like my sister. I have known her since forever. Priscilla is the only person that knows of my secrets and nightmares. I am the middle child of four. I am actually adopted.. my adoptive parents took me in after they were told that they wouldn’t be able too have anymore children. Few months after adopting me they received the news that they were going to have a baby.
I grew up knowing that they weren't my real parents.saying that I am the odd ball out would be an understatement, but I'm ok with that. I grew up in a small town in upstate New York. It’s a town where everyone knows everyone, and all of your business. It wasn’t too bad growing up in Beacon. I still kept to myself. My other siblings have always been the popular kids in school, but I was never bullied for being different. They always made sure of it.
Even with that said I still left. I left without a word to anyone. I am sure my family still wonder why I left. What did they do to push me away. In reality they never did anything. They gave me unconditional love. They were understanding and always supported me in everything. So why did I leave? Here is why….
Flashback
November 12, 2008 my birthday! I am awoken to my family screaming “happy birthday Sym!” I love my family. I may be adoptive but they never treat my any different. Standing in my room holding a cupcake is my mother Rose. Next to my mother is my father Stephen. Followed my siblings; Ryder 18, Hunter 14, and Max 12. Being the only girl out of the four of us, I get smothered a bit. I am ok with it though. I love them so much. I couldn’t ask for a better family.
“thanks guys! I have I told you guys how much I love you guys?”
“ You tell us all the time. Every day in fact.” Hunter says looking at me with a sly grin on his face. Hunter is well hunter. He is 14 I think that age says a lot about him. Hunter has short brown hair and bright green eyes. He is about 5’9 and let me tell you he will be a ladies man. Giving Hunter a cheeky grin I get up and make my wish. Finally blowing out the candle receiving a round of applause. I grab the cupcake from my mom and give her a hug feeling grateful to have her as my mother. I don’t wonder about my real parents because if they wanted me they would have kept me. But that wasn’t the case they gave me up like I was a pair of jeans that they out grew and didn’t want anymore.
“ go ahead and get ready princess. We will be downstairs waiting for you to have breakfast. It’s your birthday so its your day sweetheart.” My dad says giving me a kiss on my temple while giving me a small side hug. After getting hugs from my brothers and having them ruffle my bed hair, I finally make my way to my closet. I grab a pair of black skinny jeans and a black tee. I make my way to my dresser and open the first draw to grab my black bra and black lace underwear. Yes I love back what can I say. Making my way to my bathroom I hear my phone go off and I know it’s a text from Priscilla telling me she is on her way.
After getting in the shower and scrubbing a few times I get dressed. Brushing my hair I grab my Jordan's out the box and slip them on. Today I am going to leave my hair out. I have really long hair. It goes passed my booty. Added some mouse I grab my bag, phone and jacket. I make my way downstairs where I find my whole family and Priscilla sitting at the table taking already eating. Priscilla see me and jumps out her chair screaming like a little school girl.
“Happy birthday Sym! Ugh why are you wearing black on your birthday?”
Ryder tsk’s while shaking his head with a smile saying. “ Come on Pri, you should already know that Sym wear any other color than black.”
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Fear
FantasyAs a child your taught to never run from your fears. Well at least in my family we are taught to pretty much grab the bulls by the horns. My name is Symphony Rain. Im 21 and im running. From what you ask..i am running from the demons that chase me...