Alpha Goddess

Alpha Goddess

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The only thing that I truly remembered of that day was the sharp, lingering scent of moss and earth. The damp dirt pressed up against my face. The crashed car was making a low whining noise, but my ears hadn’t completely adjusted, as I could only hear the noise out of my left ear. I felt my mother’s hand scrabbling for mine. At that moment, I remember feeling relieved that we had actually survived. I remember thinking that she was okay. I turned to look at her and I felt my heart take a sickening plunge. Her piercing blue eyes were locked on my own, as if to say a final goodbye. A final 'I love you'. That was when I noticed the thick tree branch jarred through the window and forced into her chest, staining her deep blue shirt red. The last thing I remember of that day was the terrible, bloodcurdling scream, a shower of light as the car's engine caught and erupted and the feeling of my body sinking. Sinking down, down, down as I receded further and further from reality. My father disappeared not too long after the incident. Since then I've been bouncing from foster home to foster home. Can you tell how great God's been treating me? Obviously some first class stuff. I would say that He gave me the gift to master the knowledge of which muscles I should blow out when kicking someone in the knee. Or, which precise area of the wrist I should break when I snap it to the side. I would say that... but sorry, Big Guy, that's called experience. And experience has got me so far as to allow me to actually say that it's my 17th birthday today. But, today I can tell that experience is going to get me no where. Because this is some otherworldly shit. ***under construction*** ©SweetPoisonx3 2013
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"Treasure what're you doing awake by this time". I heard my mum voice trailing behind. I shivered,I knew perfectly the rules of not being awake by this time. I would only get scolded at and maybe my phone seized. But it's not really my fault for wanting a distraction from my messy life. I just couldn't take it anymore,I was tired of thinking of my life I was tired of blaming God for the circumstances before me. Sometimes I feel like a burden and sometimes I wished I was never born. Life is cruel and learning from you mistakes doesn't count anymore. I have been told about how things would be fine by my mates. Encouraging words to keep me going, but it's simply not working. I would have committed suicide but I don't want to put my mum through that pain. She is my most favorite person in the universe. "Tress I'm talking to you. What are you doing awake?" I could feel my mum presence right behind me and dare not move. "Mum I just woke up and was just scrolling through Facebook sorry". I said after waking up from my trance. "You know the rules,no phones at night. Don't make me believe you have a boyfriend. Goodnight and put off that phone. Mum loves you. Goodnight Tress". "Goodnight Mum,sorry for breaking the rules. It won't happen again. I love you too". I smiled at her and watched her leave. I was actually texting my boyfriend.. Thank goodness he didn't call tho. That was really close, didn't want my mum to worry about me....

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