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Ongoing, First published Nov 23, 2014
Mature
They found her dead on a Sunday, I always found that funny because Sunday reminded me of purity and beginnings being that it was the day people went to church and the first day of the week. They found her laying peacefully on the side of the road. She was on her back, her arms crossed over her stomach as if she had laid down with the intention of just dying. And then the memorials started, and people told stories, which dug up more dirt. Dirt not even I knew about her, that always bothered me the most about her death. I realized I hadn't known Ashton at all. I don't think I'll ever let that go.
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"One body: A death, a suicide, and now a murder. Lunacy is settling over, leaving its fingerprints on them, while breathing down their necks. The warm kiss of air is mistaken for nothing but a midnight breeze, and finger prints not much more than dirt. "Are you worthy enough, huh? Do you think I'm such a fool? You'll die there. Ashton Kahn. Mark my words. You are going to die and your family is going to live a dead life. You know what grief is? Of course, why would YOU know? You haven't been miserable for once in your life, have you? You have always been the super-star, haven't you? Of course you'll die. You deserve nothing but a deadly, rotten grave. You are such a chick, aren't you? Huh. I hate you Ashton Kahn. You are so mean. You think wealth is the world. You think beauty is the world. Don't you find having the best muscles, having the best grades, having the perfect eyes, having the perfect clothes, shoes-" Her words were so powerful, her expression meaner. She meant it. And how right she was. There I was, living a beautiful life. Of course I had no idea what misery is. I'd never been miserable for a second. Hah. She was giving me a lesson. The feeling was so intense, her words ruling my brain, empowering my veins. I was so useless. Have I ever cried? Have I ever thought why people say Life is just a Lie? Did I ever care why was the guy behind the coffee shop shutters crying? Did I ever gave it a second thought what did that guy felt when I called him Bozo? Or what was going on with that girl I heard of whose parents died a day ago? Of course, what was I capable of feeling? And there I had always thought I was the perfect me. The boy who could do anything. The boy who ruled. The boy who lived. Life is just a Lie. And for the first time in ever, I felt it to be so, so real. The reality of this was ever-awakening, it's power would have killed a soul. Life is just a Lie.
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(-COMPLETED-)For this 14 year old girl she died at five so everyone thought? But one thing leads to another and in my life it did. She was there but not there a young gone girl she was. But she wasn't gone just out of reach of human sight. She was in the unknown the far unknown that she herself didn't understand. The only way to know was to ask yourself why.