Watching waiting, crying, dieing

The story of my life

I wake up excited. I'm 12! Well in 3 hours I will be. I jump out of bed and call my best/only friend, Luna.
We've been friends since kindergarten now were in grade 7! Luna is only 4 months younger than me and just as crazy. We've always been friends we met after being bullied in kindergarten for being a 'goth' and a 'monster'. We always wear black. Black jackets. black jeans. black shirts. black earrings. black boots. That's just the way it's always been we stay in our 'zones' the things that make us who we are. Shalene decided that. Shalene pretty much runs the school she makes the rules and threatens to sue teachers. She terrifies everyone, except me I actually stand up for myself and Luna of course.
I get dressed in a black strap-less dress leather jacket knee high leather boots and a silver and emerald ring.
And go to call Luna.
Luna answers within seconds,
"Hey, Happy birthday!" She greets.
"Hey Luna-tic." I say back.
"Don't call me that."
"Why?"
" 'Cause"
"Can't argue with that."
"True."
"I'll be over in 30 minutes see you then." then she hung up.
Well I might as well draw I take out my sketch pad and started to draw.
I drew a boy the one I saw in my dreams he looked like a angel with evil in his eyes and a devil in his smile like a... fallen angel.
He's like a ghost that haunts me kissing me awake each day.
No. It's my birthday I need to be happy. I get up and open the door to see my family smiling.
My 2 brothers are eating pancakes and my 3 sisters are holding gifts my parents look tired but are smiling. I smile back, every other day of the years I'm in the shadows hardly noticeable once I disappeared for a week and no one noticed. Not even my mother. I am the family's ghost haunted by the memory of the man in my dreams, the fallen angel.
Just then Luna comes through the door to greet me.