Ring of Fire (Completed) Book 1 Vanelzing Series

Alexis Journal Entry 12

My parents and I got into a really heated argument that summer. It seems so stupid now, what we were fighting about. That's how it always is isn't it. The things you did when you were younger seem so irrelevant and pointless.

I stormed out of the house and just kept walking. Momma and Daddy probably thought i wasn't going any farther than the yard which is what I thought, but my feet kept going. I just had to get the anger out of my system.

I went to the only place I knew I could be alone, the vacant house that sat in the woods. When I got there, I was stunned by what I saw. There was a moving truck in the driveway and movers unloading furniture. Needless to say, the house wasn't vacant anymore.

My eyes locked onto a woman. I became furious and kicked the trash can over. The woman, Emily Vanelzing, walked casually over to her. She picked up the trash can, looked at her, and smiled. What a weirdo! 

"Get out of here!" I yelled.

"Why?" Emily asked.

"They'll force you to stay!" She yelled back.

I was talking about myself. I felt trapped and chained to this dying town. I wanted out so bad, but I had no means of escape. I had no money to leave, nowhere to go.

After yelling at Emily, I ran off (again). The anger in me had to be released or I was going to hurt someone or better yet herself.

I had another place in mind. A place where I could yell, scream, hit, and throw whatever I wanted. No one would know. No one would tell me to calm down. No one could force me to stop.

I went to the empty shack. The shack had long been abandoned to time. No one cared for it anymore. It had flowers, vines, and a tree growing out of it. The tree had come through the roof and the windows.

The floor on the inside was cracked. Weeds and grass had made its way through and was growing unchecked. The roof of the shack was long gone but had replaced with a tall oak tree. The oak tree grew right in the center of the building. Its branches had broken through the window and grew towards the sun.

The anger inside me begins to rise again. With all of my might I kicked the wall of the shack. I kicked it over and over again until I felt satisfied with the results. I grab a piece of the broken off wood and swing it into the glass window. The pieces fall to the outside in the green grass. When I has calmed down, I stepped back and looked at the trashed shack. I didn't think I could have made it worse than it already was, but I managed to do it.

I leaned against the wall and slowly sank to my knees. I pulled my knees close to my chest and thought about what had happened today. I was just so angry and there was no reason for it. What is happening to me? Why am I acting this way?

As I sat by the shack, my eyes began to feel heavy. Within a few minutes I could barely keep my eyes open and fell into a deep sleep.