8/7/17
He sat at the dinner table alone, his meal cold. The candles next to him flickered almost being blown out as the small boy sat down beside him. There was a plate of cold soggy mush in front of him. Crinkling his nose up distastefully he pushed the plate away and looked up.
"How long are we going to have to eat this garbage?" The little boy gestured to the plate.
"When your mother comes back", the man replied in an almost emotionless voice.
"When will we have power again", the little boy questioned. He often wondered what was going through his father's head during these times.
"When your mother comes back", he replied once again.
This sent the boy over the edge and he stood up suddenly. "Is that your answer to everything", he screamed at his father, "Why do you care so much about whether she is here or not? She is the one who abandoned us after all!" He ran off not wanting to hear his father's dumb excuses.
He flung open the front door and ran out. Tears streaked down his face as he began to cry. He started to cry harder when he realized that his father will most likely always be like this, for his mother was never coming back.
He ran until he arrived at a park, the one him and his father used to visit before 'that'. He sat down on a nearby bench and brought his knees up to his chest. He cried for what felt like hours when the sun started to set. 'Should I go back', he wondered. 'No', he thought bitterly, ' he probably wouldn't even notice I was gone.
Laying down on the bench he curled up, as the temperature was dropping. 'It's going to be a long night', he thought. He slowly drifted off to sleep, hoping that tomorrow would be better.
8/8/17
I miss those days
When the mist ate the fog
And the dew drowned the flowers
The heartbeat drowned out all sounds
And I was still nonexistent in the timeline
8/8/17
She walked up to the crowded school, her palms clammy. 'Another year wasted with all of these idiots', she thought bitterly. She didn't want to be nervous but, her mind was betraying her. You could tell she didn't want to be there by the way she fidgeted in the spot she stood in.
She had given up on dressing nice for the first day of school a long time ago and you could really tell that by how she was wearing an old faded tee and a ratty pair of cutoffs. Her hair was a mess of blonde frizz and she kept on having to blow her long bangs out of her face.
She looked around as she walked to her first class. 'What are the freshman trying to do, stand out as much as possible?' She looked down the halls with disgust, there she saw girls squealing, guys bro hugging and freshmen awkwardly looking for people that they knew.
She saw her one and only friend walking down the hall towards her. "'Ello Jane!" He didn't even bother crossing the hall to talk to her and just retorted to a method of yelling. She pushed her way to him.
"Hey I haven't seen you almost all summer where have you been?" Even though he could be annoying at times she really missed having the guy around.
"Oh, I got me a lady friend." He wiggled his eyebrows and stared at her.
"What do you want me to do? Start singing 'Summer Love'." She rolled her eyes at him and so desperately wanted to walk off.
"I was at least hoping that you ask me about some of the details."
"Oh, I'm sorry. What base did you guys get to", she exclaimed in a mocking manner.
"Only second if you wanted to know so badly." He rolled his eyes. "We broke up though, said that I was too much to handle".
"You wish!" She shoved him and walked into her classroom. 'Well at least I don't have to listen to him talk about her anymore', she thought happily. Jane was a loner and she just could never be anything other than that. The first bell rang and she sat down dreading what the rest of the year would bring.
A/N: Literally no point to this story I just wrote what was on my mind, and that's school right now. It's bad I know but whatever. Thanks to whoever reads this! Also let me know if you want me to continue any of these.
