"I'm going for a walk!" I yell, walking out the front door. Taking a deep breath I head towards the old cemetery. Placing flowers on the grave a sit in front of it. Tears threaten to fall as I think of all the times mum was there for me. Slowly I start to sing quietly.
'Hey mom, dead mom
I need a little help here
I'm prob'ly talking to myself here
But dead mom, I gotta ask
Are you really in the ground?
'Cause I feel you all around me
Are you here, dead mom?
Dead mom
Dead mom
I'm tired of trying to iron out my creases
I'm a bunch of broken pieces
It was you who made me whole
Every day dad's staring at me
Like all, "Hurry up, get happy
Move along
Forget about your mom"
'Cause daddy's in denial
Daddy doesn't wanna feel
He wants me to smile
And clap like a performing seal
Ignored it for a while
But daddy's lost his mind for real
You won't believe the mess that we've become
You're my home
My destination
And I'm your clone
Your strange creation
You held my hand
And life came easy
Now jokes don't land
And no one sees me
Nothing seems to fit
Mamma is this it?
Are you receiving?
I want something to believe in or I'm done
Take me where my soul can run or I'll be in my bedroom
Wake me when I'm twenty one
Daddy's moving forward
Daddy didn't lose a mom
Mama won't you send a sign?
I'm running out of hope and time
A plague of mice, a lightning strike
Or drop a nuclear bomb
No more playing daddy's game
I'll go insane if things don't change
Whatever it takes to make him say your name
Dead mom!'
I finish and fall to my knees sobbing. "Why'd you have to go?" I ask, getting ready to walk back.
"I'm back!" I shout, walking into a living room full of boxes.
"Good! The moving vans are here! Everyone into the car!" Delia, my step-mom, said pushing me and
Lydia out the door. Me and Lyds cram into the backseats of the car with Delia and dad in front.
"Oh don't look so sad Lyds!" I say grinning. "Now you remember what my guru Otho always says, a new surrounding is a new beginning," I add mimicking Delia's voice. Lydia laughs softly, then looks out the window sadly. Sighing in plug in my earphones and turn up the volume.
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We're Strange And Unusual
FanficY/N Deetz is the abused but hyper older sister of Lydia Deetz. Her life was ruined when her mum passed away but she didn't show it for the sake of her little sister. When they move to a old house strange things happen. Y/N is glad for a chance to be...
