"Do you have any close friends or family. You know, that you can talk to about your... Um, -"
"-my odd characteristics." I spoke out.
"In particular the way I speak. With words, yet no volume. in other words with meaning but only spoken without meaning. Or is it the predicament I'm in. A young teenage girl, either intelligent or crazy. Without a mother and with a brother who's known for his suicidal actions. Oh yea, and my fathers a drunk." It was as if the words poured out of me like drool. I couldn't stop them but nor did I want to.
I didn't have feeling like normal people. Think of me as a peddles dandy lion. Without its pedals it doesn't look like a dandy lion does it, therefore it didn't have that similarity, that common trait that compared it to such a name. So, the pedals symbolized a lions main. And if there's no longer any pedals there's no longer that base, that connection, resemblance. So if it didn't have such a connection, and resemblance would you still call it a dandy lion? No, you wouldn't. You take away to much of something and then your left with nothing. See, without those peddles it didn't have a name and without a name it didn't have a purpose. Which comes to the conclusion that it wasn't so dandy after all. Everybody starts out with something. Even i.. and I grew from that. But i grew into something different. Something odd.
"That's what I'd like to get further into today Mrs. Sterges." He paused and rumaged through some papers as if they had the answer to problems that needed to be solved. The thing is, none of my problems could be solved.
I hate when he uses that abomination of a so called last name. It's disgusting and I've told him numerous of times not to call me that. "Lucy. It's Lucy."
I know the cause of my mothers death.. Yet I don't.. I've witnessed it more than a thousand times, the problem is that I've witnessed over a thousand diffrent scenarios a thousand times.
As he was busy with searching for answers in a thick folder I opened my mouth once again to speak. "Before we proceed any futhur I'd like to get across one little detail. I'm not crazy. And I SAW them do it. I SAW her die".
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Teen Fiction"I just want to wright myself up a world...and live in it." an eternity in this old dull room and still, that's all Katherine has to say about it. All she has to say about the accident. the miss hap's. the heart breaks. The tear's that revived thems...
