Make Me Happy

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“You don’t get to show up in my life whenever you want! Leave! Never come back.” the people from the tv kept rambling on about some dude’s daddy issues that Liam didn’t care about. He sighed and got off the couch walking upstairs, he hated tv anyway why waste his time.  

He scratched his arm that was stained with a hot tattoo that read, “Angels fall too.” he loved that one very much and used that as his slogan for when his parents would get mad at him. He looked out the large floor to ceiling Fleetwood pocket doors that also served as windows on the other side of the wall that was opposite the staircase. It was a chilly night and he was all alone in his mansion for his parents did not care enough about him to live with him. 

 He looked at the moon and sighed, “The only past I can revisit is the one I see right now sky, you.” he missed the days when he was with his parents even though he hardly remembered them or why his parents left him to live like that. He didn’t care anymore, or so he thought.  

He took off his black t-shirt, his one diamond ring and matching chain and his jeans. Leaving him in only his boxers. He climbed to sleep in his huge bed, in his huge room. In his huge house. Everyone envied him but none would want to be in his position if they knew of his struggles. He was the living proof that money isn’t happiness but no one was willing to accept it.  

He took his medication and went straight to bed. By medication, I mean illegal sleeping pills he got from his drug dealer friends. He had nightmares of things that didn’t happen to him or he doesn’t remember. It felt like he was reliving something but he had never lived it to relive it, so the pills were his escape route from all the chaos of his monotone life. 

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Ava was the definition of FAKE. She hated ALL her friends but was sure she would be lonely without them and so kept them close. It wasn’t like they were any less fake than her. They could easily turn and bite at each other and it wouldn’t be a surprise so when she announced she was leaving Bridgegate High, they were all relieved to have one less problem on their hands, including her.  

She was seated rather comfortably in the cheap seat she had bought in the train. As the train wooshed by many areas in Brimming-dale state, she was amazed at the beauty of the place. Her fiery red hair and brown eyes were a compliment along with her beautiful summer tan. She was the perfect girl. She liked to read and was a little freaky. She had watched the whole of power puff girls and hoped right onto fifty shades of gray in the same day and listened to EVERYTHING. She didn’t fit into any category or had been in popularity standards because she was everywhere, not the kindest but not mean and the saddest part was she had but no friends to share her craziness with. She was lonely as fudge. And she had no idea what to do with herself since all her friends were just for show.  

She walked into her new house that wasn’t so new. Her grandparents used to live in Brimming-dale and had a house. They now lived with her mother but it was still their house and in good shape. It was Saturday and Monday she would be going to Aristotle Education High so decided to have the best weekend ever before school, free of her fake friends.