Searing pains,hot angry red scars
stingy mean me and mind-numbing mind wars;
ghostly appearances, lucid dreams
ghastly wounds come apart at the seams;
guttural sounds,thoughts clinking like swords
pleading for death at the mercy of gods...
"Useless" she whispers eccentrically; "Ugly" a nasally voice pipes in."Ugly" "fat" she says belligerently, bursting into a peal of laughter."Ugly" "Useless" "Fat" "Fat" "Fat" "Ugly" the 'Three' parrot, their screeches conflating into an ear-splitting cacophony. Two cold frail hands find way to my throat followed by complete silence;the fear shrouding me-"
A thud tears her attention from the diary making her frail frame jolt up.She sits upright, with her dainty palms falling flat against her face in a futile attempt of wiping any "weak" emotions off.
"Oh my fucking God." She mumbles almost instantaneously.
"Did I just hear what I think I heard?" She whispers.
"Lol here we go again. Yes Ara you did." Her subconscious remarks snidely.
"Shut the fuck up." She says to herself sounding more like a deranged person and trips into nothing while she tries to jog down the stairs.
"DAMN! Kill me. Now."
Her small ears perk up at the sound of a shrill scream followed by another thud....an all too familiar occurrence she never could grow used to. "Dad!" she says her eyes shining with unshed tears. "Dad why did you have to leave us? Please come back! Please come before it's too late." She whispers silently wishing her dad would pop out of nowhere before she loses her mother too.
Blood rushes to her ears at the the sound of glass crashing against the hardwood floor.
"Run bitch run!!" She says to herself while speeding down the hallway. Her short chubby legs carry her at an impressive speed as her pink honey bunny pajamas ride up her tan waxed legs with the movement.
"Please!!" a shrill sound drawls out drunkenly. "LEAVE HIM!!!!!" The sheer amount of desperation saturating the air reduces the girl's heart to shambles,leaving it thumping viciously against her vest clad chest.
She manages to hold herself together as she throws open the pink door,which lets out out a whimper of its own; an action that she does not bats an eye towards. No matter how much she acts like she doesn't care, she does; anyone with two functioning eyes can see it clear as a day.
Her eyes dart across the room,the merry light colors painfully contrasting the state of the owner of the house. One glance at the woman and she's come undone. Her eyes finally rest on the once happy-go-lucky person who is now curled up in a fetal position in the corner with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Oh god!! What the hell happened in here?! You alright Ma?" She asks not expecting any reply in return. A myriad of emotions swim in the waters that almost drown her orbs, making it almost too blurry for her to see.
Her feet softly pad towards the woman huddled up in a spot, crying, sobbing over her lost lover. She falls to a spot next to the person not caring about her knees groaning at the brunt of the impact.
She trails her eyes across the woman's face, stopping for a second to look at her glossy amber eyes she did not inherit. She knows she takes up on her father which her mother does not forget to talk about every day in her drunken ramblings.
"Mom..you-you need to stop it." She says tentatively drawing in a deep breath. "It's going to kill you!! Listen to me, for once and for all. Werewolves, they don't exist. Do you get it? Think rationally. Please. I don't want to hurt you with my words but I feel like you really need to hear it." She lets out in a single breath.
"I am sorry" she whispers brokenly and breaks down again. The teenage girl subconsciously brings her supple arms around the skeleton of a woman. Tear after another tear bubbles simmering down the pain, the mother holds onto her daughter finding solace in her embrace.
"You know how bad I am with words and stuff mom. I am trying okay? I am trying my best to belie-" She rambles stopping mid sentence. "I HAVE AN IDEA!!"she shouts suddenly, making the older woman almost blanch out of fear.
"Oh damn! I will talk about it to you tomorrow okay!? I am sorry. I am really really sorry mom...But we'll get out of it okay? Someday we will. We always do. Also we are...kind of...seeing a doctor tomorrow?! I am not saying that you are a-um..." she looks around trying to find the correct word "Mad yes mad. You are not insane but well....It's okay to need help. I am sorry if my words hurt you...." She says scanning the older lady's blotched face with concern etched to her features.
"I-it's...it's okay." She says tripping over her words, her voice hoarse with crying for so long."Dum spiro, spero.." The older woman whispers with a newfound hope trying to sound optimistic for the sake of her daughter.
"Dum spiro, spero." the girl parrots after her mother, the latin words thawing at her dead cold heart, the ephemeral silence giving her time to collect the broken shards of her soul."Dum spiro, spero." she manages to finally let out and succumbs into darkness.
Author's Note:
I have read a lot on this site for a year now and believe me I was like one of those people who'd literally message bomb to ask the authors to update. Because well.. I am impatient AF but during the period of writing ONE chapter ladies and gentlemen,I really did realise how much self-discipline and work is put into writing a single chapter. Writing is indeed kinda underrated. I STAN ALL THE WRITERS. I do now.. Not that I didn't before. But sure.
I am positive that even if I do not win( which i kind of know i wont..My writing sucks man) I sure shall learn a lot from this experience. Thank you TriciaDehler again... For giving me this opportunity.
Dear readers,
Please do not hesitate to comment your views of this chapter. I shall be very grateful to you for this act of kindness.
Thanking you
Yours obediently
Nnnndtax
Wow that is stupid😂. NEWays Stay tuned for more!!!!
P.S. I am waiting(✿ ♥‿♥)
P.S.S. This is a draft of how i want the chapter to be...I was told that the first chapter of the story has to be uploaded by today itself..so i did it....I have my Exams going on right now(weird time i know but they call us to school without consent i may add..I MEAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PANDEMIC of all times?!?!?!).All I am saying is that well help me out maybe?? I need criticism..that is the only way I can learn..and if I do not even learn then...Well you get the gist of it..Lemme just publish it before i start rambling about stuff. This has got to be the longest author's note in the history. Kill me now.
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