That night

That night would change nothing and not even the shadow realm could change it now. A small memory kept at the back of the mind, but was it then. No. We’re hoping nothing happens but that never works. Does it? A future obtained but forgotten. Never again would that path be taken. Not again not ever. Teeth and blood, death to immortality, senses, mist and bereavement. Healing matters demolished. Death irreversible. Loads discovered thrown. Never ending, but forever. No longer are we a unit but a family. A Family but tighter. Longer lost then found. With differences being overcome. Together since then and now forever. Always there, watching. Boxed in. Moving through the night as one. An equation with no symbol. Why opt for this some may ask. Because of that. Never spoken, never used matter in the universe. We made it out alive. But as the page breaks, it is  Convincing, they did not see it, now it is falling to pieces. Stars in the sky, heartbroken, torn and cold. Cold hearted. Indeed, we are but we can stand strong.  As strong as the midnight moon’s crescent.

I stretched as I woke, not wanting to do anything but lie in and then go out with friends. But that wasn’t allowed until tomorrow. Tomorrow being the first day of my summer break from the hell hole. Or as others call it school. I had never been a school type of person but when it came to being the last day I was eager to get it over a done with. No one would stand in my way. I was going to have fun well if that was even possible to do at the age of 15. “Of course it would be, there is nothing better then being young,” that’s what my dad tells me anyway.

I decided better late then never to get out of bed and head for a shower. I really need one anyway after my training last night. My black belt was slung carelessly over the railing to the stairs, I picked it up as I stumbled past. I rubbed my thumb over the name sewed into, Jessy Ballard. My mum had gotten it done for me to match the rest of the dan grades in my training but to be honest I actually thought it was pretty cool. Or was I just sad like that.is it horrific that something that can measure the pain I can inflict on others is so treasured by a teen? I turned the shower on and jumped in. the soothing water washed over my aching body, Rolling down from my chin on to my toned stomach before hitting my knees and tumbling down the drain. It was refreshing to go in the shower and get the grime off. But it always gave me a little time to think. I didn’t think about much just stupid little things like how they wouldn’t leave me alone or how my brother was no longer in the equation. As you have probably guessed I am not your normal girl. I didn’t care about having to raise myself to other peoples standards or that because I was a girl I was supposed to wear dresses and have a face full of crayolas new make up. I actually don’t care. Simply. Don’t. care. I would rather wear some skinny jeans, a baggy t shirt and my snap back. But have you never thought that if a bee does have knees then what does it use them for?

After over thinking way to much, I step out into the warm air. A hopefully hot day was approaching and I need something to wear. Short quiff with gel. Check. Harry potter style rims. Check. Black skinny jeans and a red shirt and black tie. Check. “Looking good”.

It was bright out, so I chose my colourful to join my unique style. I cleaned my teeth, rushed to make to toast and sped out the door before my dad saw me. With the toast,my bag with nothing but a few books in and my skateboard I ran from the house. It was what 6 in the morning yet I had rushed to get out, now there was nothing to do. Non of my friends would be awake, lazy asses, so I decided on a walk into the forest. I had memories here and I always felt comfortable. It carried a small breeze that whipped across my skin. But I did this regularly, it didn’t bother me anymore, people like me get used to the dark. I skated over to the forest, “now let the day begin”.

It was still a little dark but the sun was just coming up anyway, light strained lines filtered through the cracks in the trees. This wood was huge but I knew every corner and well the forest new me too. Its as if it moved to suit me. When I felt I needed to hide it knew and grew dense. Or if I simply wanted to get away from life it would make it easy to climb to the top of trees to watch down on the earth. Which is what I did today. I climbed and climbed until I sat on the highest branch of the highest tree and sat there. Sat there and watched.

Time drifted by while I sat there, no one disturbed but that why I was up here so no one would see. There was a strange scent today up here, but I took no notice. My watch beeped to say it was 8 am so I dropped from each branch until I hit the floor with a thump. I brushed off and raced to school. I would be lucky to get there in time today. It was the last day after all, I didn’t care.