Alright- minishaw

Gone cold...

He stripped away my self-worth, layer by layer until there was nothing left of my personality. Yet I never forgot about the boy whom I used to be. He lived inside my caged soul, waiting for the day I was set him free. Casting him light into my dark mind, hoping that I would see, flashes of better life, glimpses of possibility. I was never alone because he believed in me.

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My eyes fluttered open and a sunlight hit my eyes, the window was slightly creaked open, he/ she had been here again. For the past few months I had the feeling that someone had been in my room, had kissed me on the forehead and made me feel like i'm special. I turned my head toward my left where my side table was, I smiled, and picked up the rose that he/she had left for me. Whoever this person was, they really knew me well. I stood up and placed the flower in my vase. I smiled. This person really knew how to lighten up my mood no matter how broken my life was. Speaking of broken, I heard another glass shattering noise from downstairs, oh no!, he has been drinking again. I rushed towards my door and locked it, I mean its not easy do be abused everyday. I took a hot shower, and even though the hot water sent unspeakable pain down my bruises and scars. it felt great. I'm going to pay another visit to the wishing well today i said to myself after turning of my shower. I picked my towel and dried myself up and looked towards the shattered mirror. Even though i couldn't see myself clearly, the scars were showing like they were meant to be there and showed them selves as if only they existed. And went up and over to my face, it had a big purple-reddish blue bruise from last night. And there was this broken smile I had plastered over my face. Whoever this person was he/she had terrible choice. I walked towards my dresser and picked a black shirt and jeans. I wore my sneakers and wore my black jacket over it. Wow literally all i own is black. I picked up my bag which consisted of a water bottle, a pocket knife for emergencies, an apple I stole from Mrs. Emma's garden, and some coins for the wishing well. I fully opened my window and climbed outside.The fresh and clean air hit my face sending goosebumps all over my body. I jumped off of my roof and started walking toward my secret place a.k.a wishing well. The sound of birds chirping and singing made my heart flutter with happiness, this rarely ever happens. Today was a good day.

-hello lovelies! thank you for reading my chapter and again please forgive me for having shitty English, i'm sorry. Have an amazing day, BOI BYE.