Conflicts of The Heart

Introduction

Author note! This was all from my brain (Mercedes) when i wrote it 2 years ago so its not all that great but anyway please read vote and comment now read on

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Nothing ever happens in the town of Neah Bay, Washington, but I guess there’s a first time for everything. The year is 1971 and this is my story I’m Demetri by the way.

          My parents died when I was ten in a car crash, and I was in the car with them. My family is part of the Makah Tribe and my dad, Tom, was the leader before he died. Him and my mom, Marry got respect from everybody. And as being one of their children, then so did I.

          Everyone said I should have been happy that I didn’t die, but I was not. I wish I died with them. They never found out how I got out of the car they said it was a…. miracle. I don’t even remember how I got out because I passed out. Ever since that one day I’ve been screwed up. I use to be the happy – go – lucky person that was always smiling, but when they died something changed me and I have never been the same.

          I have two sisters. One’s named Rachel. She’s nineteen. She does not go to school anymore because she graduated. She has chin length black hair and black eyes. Then there is Thaila. She has shoulder length black hair, and black eyes just like Rachel. She is twenty-one. Both of their features are pretty much the same. Rachel still kind of has a round baby face and Thaila has very sharp features. Both of them have defined muscles which looked like they happen overnight. There both around the same height. Rachel is 5’8 and Thaila is 5’9, but I'm taller around 5’10 almost 5’11.

          Thaila and Rachel look so much alike anyone could tell by just looking at them that their sisters, But I look nothing like them. I have long dark brown hair that goes a little bit over half way down my back. My eyes are dark brown and my features are sharp but not as much as Thaila are. My face is round almost heart shape. The only thing I think me and my sister have in common is our skin tone, but everyone on the reservation looks the same. I always ask them why I look different from them. They just say I’m special.       

          When my parents died my aunt Claire took care of us. She dropped everything to came and live with us. We were all still mourning over are parent’s death and having Claire there really helped. My parents died when Claire was twenty-six she was my mom’s little sister. They were apart by ten years. Claire never really thought of what she would do when we would grow up, but when I was around thirteen she started dating a guy name Matthew and got engaged when Thaila was twenty. We were all happy for her but sad when she decided to go live with him. Now Thaila takes care of Rachel and me. 

          Ever since my parent died I’ve been sort of a.…outcast you could say at school. I used to have a lot of friends, but when my parents died it was like - no it was the darkest period in my life so most of them stopped being my friends because I wouldn’t do any. I wouldn’t eat and I was too scared to sleep because I feeling that someone was watching me. I still get that felling every now and then, but anyway now most of my friends are guys only one of them is a girl. Some of my close friends are Alex, Zack, Tyler, and Kim.

          Alex and Zack have been my best friends for the longest time – since birth - but Zack is more like an annoying brother I never had and never wanted. And I could say that about Alex but he is more than a brother than me. Alex knows everything about me. I tell him everything and he tells me everything. He has been there for me my whole life and when my parents died he was always by my side. He was there to hold me at night when I was too scared to sleep. He was my shoulder to cry on and I was his.

          Alex has this thing about my life he wants to remember every moment of it so he has a camcorder or more like the first one every made. You see my dad was a person who likes to experiment with things. So one day he built the camcorder. He gave it Alex and built one more and sold that one to some guy for a lot of money, but after he sold it no one remembered that he was the one who made it, but anyway I don’t get why Alex wants to get my life on camera. It’s not like I have an exciting life.

           Now I'm sixteen just trying to live like everything’s ok when it’s really now Today started like any other day, but I had a bad feeling something bad was going to happen. I wish I never went to school that day because little did I know that one day would turn my not so perfect life upside down.