Everything happens for a reason!

chapter 1

"They've promised that dreams can come true - but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too."
-Oscar Wilde

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My sleep get disturbed by some noise. With my closed eyes I tried to find that thing that interrupt my sleep. "At least you had a bit sleep" someone said. There she is, my lovely annoying inner voice. How i missed you? Can you hear the irony?!

I slowly opened my eyes to look what time it is. That was a mistake. It shows 6.40 p.m. and I'm definitely not a morning person. The light was too bright and now I can't sleep anymore.

"Well done!"
"Shut up there."
"Now you can go to your absolute favorite school"
"It's not even funny"
"Was it even a joke?"
"Whatever." Am I the only one who discuss with their inner voice in the morning?
"Ehmmm...I think so"
"Stop replying to my questions"
"Then stop asking questions!"
"Wow, I wasn't ready for this answer."

I went to the bathroom to take a shower but then I stopped at my dad's room. He wasn't in his room or sleeping in his bed. Maybe he's at work. I continue the way to the bathroom. First i throw my pyjama on the floor and than i checked the temperature of the water.

Yes, I know not everyone does it but weirdo is my second name after Eva. I think...so it's my third name...right? Scarlett Eva weirdo. I chuckled. Yes I'm a weirdo. "We both are!" my inner voice complained.

As the water touched my skin I get goosebumps. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and as I open it, a wound on my right arm was open, around my wrist my skin clour changed to purple-blue. I touched it carefully and took it prompt away. Yesterday, I associate the wound after I sprayed it with disinfectant but it doesn't hurt that much still hurts internal.

Flashback

I was lying in my bed and was really tired. After I changed my clothes and did my homework someone slammed the door. I got scared and could hear someone's footsteps that nears my door. He cracked the door loudly and came in. I couldn't move. The smell of vodka rised in my nose and he came staggering to me. In his left hand he is holding a vodka bottle. Now I could see his glazed green eyes because as same as mine. He stands in front of me. Why do I have the same eye color than him? I dont wanted to look at him anymore so I turned my head so I can't see him anymore. He also called my "dad".
"Look at me" he said with an spooky voice and i could feel my goose skin are up. He drank a bit of the bottle and looked in my hidden face behind my dark brown hair. I could feel his eyes on my. His eyes full with hate. I didn't show him any reaction so as I expected he took my hand and squeezed it against the wall behind me. It hurts as hell but I didn't show him any emotion. If i would do-he wins. As soon as he noticed it, he can't do anything, he gets angry and throw the vodka bottle against the wall next to me. I scared and look at my right arm. There was a cut and started bleeding. He didn't say anything and left my room.

End of Flashback

I took my towel and put it around me. I looked myself in the mirror. In these empty eyes. The girl who is in the mirror is not the same she was 2 years ago.

That girl who loved to play piano or hide and seek in the garden.
That girl who joked around all the time.
That girl that never cried.
That girl who's eyes were filled with luck.
That girl that lived her life.
That girl who never had nightmares before.
That girl who never lost someone...

A tear rolled over my rough skin. Quickly I wipe it off with my palm. I put some mascara on and finish. I go to my room and take out a big jumper and a black jeans and not to forget my necklace. So nobody will see my wound. After I put my clothes on I took my bag that was laying in the corner. As I grabbed it the smell of alcohol rise in my nose- again. Luckily i find another bag and put my stuffs in there. I am going down the stairs and count it by the way. It's a kinda habit. ..., 6, 7, 8, 9, Suddenly there is a bottle of nowhere and I almost tripped above. To my luck the bottle rolled the last stair. Well done but then i hear a deep sleepy grumble and almost had an heartattack. Not a bear just my dad who recently using the sofa as his bed. He turned his back to me and murmur something, I couldn't hear.

"That was close."
"I know, I'm not blind and rolled my
eyes at this moment."

I put the bottle on the same spot slowly. I rushed to the clock in the kitchen and saw I have 30 minutes left. I put my shoes on and closed the door quietly behind me. My school is 15 minutes away so I rather go by foot than squeeze in an overfilled bus. I cant stay in small rooms or full of people because I have clausthrophobia since I'm 12.

While I'm walking I put my headphones on and put a playlist. The song Numb-Linkin Park is playing on my phone. Right now and I put it on full volume. This phone I bought with my little savings. My dad doesn't know I bought one. It's not a brand new phone, it's a local blackberry phone. I prefer old school songs because i got used to it more than these new songs. I don't even know the artists name these days but from the past like The Rolling Stones, Nirvana, The Smashing Pumpkins,..
They are all legends!

All in one, I love music

Here I am standing in front of the St. Daniels college. Above the name is the logo, in this case it's a Official University Seal, the year of university's founding, to the upper left sits small bell, a white dove right below, shield of faith and at the end the seal lie laurels.

There we are again, were ist all begins...

Enjoy your reading! until next chapter

your -S♥️