Deception

Chapter 1

Where am I?

Why am I here? 

Last night I was walking down the street and the next I wake up in this city. Where am I ?

I glance around this mess of a so called room. The bed clothes are ripped and the walls are a shade I don't think exists.

I rummage through some dusty,old, rugged clothes on the floor beneath my feet. How did I end up with my life being like this?

One minute I was having the time of my life then the next I am stuck in the run down shack of a house.

I could time travel from the age of 15 almost 8 years ago now.

I was in my friends house the night it happened. Partying and underage drinking mostly what 15 year old boys do. My friend was turning the sweet age of 16 in a couple of months.

I was in the living room playing a fine round of kings when all of a sudden the room started to spin rapidly. I of course thought I must have had far to much bud light. I stumbled the whole way to the bathroom to find a glass of water. I probably should have went to the kitchen seeing as that is where you are most likely to get a glass and some water. But no I went to the bathroom.

I roughly pulled the bathroom door open and staggered on in. The room was going round like a disco ball. What the hell was happening? I steadied myself on the bathroom sink and started to take deep breaths. There was no way I was going to be sick. I closed my eyes and thought of my favourite place on the this planet. The skate park.

The skate park was like a second home to me. Whenever as I was at the skate park I was the happiest I could ever been and when I wasn't there which was very unlikely, I still imagined myself there.My fingers would itch to be there. The feeling of the cool breeze and the adrenaline when going over the ramps blew my mind.

The rusty old skateboard I owned was like my prized possession. The wheels on it were a rusty, old,  battered shape of a circle. The dents in them were as deep as the ocean. But I didn't care they were what made the whole experience real. The top of my board was a slick, shiny black surface. All it had written on it in red letters was ' Live life on the edge'. I know it may be slightly cringy if you saw me rolling around with that written on it but that board meant more to me than anything else.

It got me away for my drugged up, alcoholic mother and my crazy psycho dad who was barely there but when he was he made my life a lively hell.

My house was like my own personal hell. My mum was passed out 24/7 on our delapitated sofa and always had a bottle of whiskey in her hand.It was like a key thing she had to have it on hand all the time.

My dad was barely around he only came round when he wanted money. He could barely look at me when he did  I saw that hatred right there burning in his eyes.

My clothes consisted of around 2 pairs of ripped jeans and like 3 t- shirts and one pair of shoes from wal-mart. Food was mostly canned food if we were lucky.My room was a small box room off to the side of our council house.

My walls were a black sinister colour and my bed was a double bed with the same dark colours for bed linen. Overall, my room consisted of a bed and my skateboard in the corner along with a battered guitar I used to play.

The feeling of the strings beneath my fingers whilst I strummed added such a rush of fascination through me I could barely cope. I used to play everyday until my dad came baraging in and thrust my beloved guitar out my hands.

He raised it about his head and slammed it down so hand on top of the wooden bedframe. My whole guitar smashed to smithereens along with my heart. Ever since then I got a new guitar but I can't never work up the power to play it again.

Whilst thinking of the skate park, my hand loosened on the bathroom sink. I feel my whole world shift. I swang open my eyes only to find myself bam smack in the middlw of my only true home.

The skate park.
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Thank you

Jane xo