And i will work as hard as i
can to be a better man, to work on myself and help others who
need me, i am done with everything that i used to sink back down,
i will be the man that i always have been but had hidden under a
shroud, so one day they will see who they thought was just a kid,
a liar, a tiny titan, the one never meant to be, but they will
see the true man they never saw and they will come to awe at his
smile, and his growth, they will see the man whom they pushed
away with their abuse of power, the man they broke, now standing
tall.
If i dont get a cup of hot chocolate NOW I WILL SERIOUSLY EXPLOAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If you look at your ceiling in the next three seconds, your house
will explode.
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You looked at it didn't you?
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You looked at it didn't you?
Teenage Years
Prologue
''Just hanging out at home.'' She chuckled, grabbing another popcorn
from the bowl and dropped herself on the couch. Her parents and her l
ittle brother went to his baseball game. To be honest, baseball wasn't
her thing. Sports never cooperated well with her which meant, no
scholarships in sports. Her friend Kayla, her best friend since they were
in diapers, replied with a small chuckle of her own and the phone went
quiet for a while.
She glanced at the clock abd finally realized they were late. Really, darn late.
It was past nine o'clock at night and her brother wasn't aloud to be up that
late. Maybe they were stuck in traffic and were too lazy to pick up their phone
and call her saying they are going to be late today. Then she heard the doorbell.
The person seemed in a extreme rush, pressing it again and again and again.
''Who is that?'' She heard Kayla's curious voice. Fay whispered a small no idea
and walked over to the door, looking out the windows by the door. When she
saw the police uniform, she frowned. She was a goody two shoes.
''I'll call you back, a police man is at my door.'' She whispered before shutting the
phone and throwing it on the sofa. After a while of deep breathing and sighing,
she opened the door, surprised by how tall he was compared to how he seemed
by the window. She gave him an uneasy smile and greeted him weakly, ''Hi sir.''
''Are you....'' he searched through his paper, ''Fayonna Clones.''
Fayonna's body was screaming for her to close the door on his face. ''Yup, that's me.''
She said, trying to sound excited. It only came out in a awkard tone and the police
looked at her with pity. She frowned again. What was going on?
''Fayonna, I don't know how to say this to you but...'' The police man sighed
before clearing his throat and looking at her in the eyes, ''Your parents and
I supposed your younger brother were into a terrible accident this afternoon.''
''What do you mean?'' Her jaw was shaking. Her legs weren't even able to support
her weight anymore and she almost fell to the floor and kept her grasp on the door.
The obvious was right in front of her but, she didn't want to believe it. Until, she
heard his last words and let herself drop to the floor, letting every last tear shed
desperatly as she crawled into a little small ball.
''I'm sorry for your loss.''
Prologue
''Just hanging out at home.'' She chuckled, grabbing another popcorn
from the bowl and dropped herself on the couch. Her parents and her l
ittle brother went to his baseball game. To be honest, baseball wasn't
her thing. Sports never cooperated well with her which meant, no
scholarships in sports. Her friend Kayla, her best friend since they were
in diapers, replied with a small chuckle of her own and the phone went
quiet for a while.
She glanced at the clock abd finally realized they were late. Really, darn late.
It was past nine o'clock at night and her brother wasn't aloud to be up that
late. Maybe they were stuck in traffic and were too lazy to pick up their phone
and call her saying they are going to be late today. Then she heard the doorbell.
The person seemed in a extreme rush, pressing it again and again and again.
''Who is that?'' She heard Kayla's curious voice. Fay whispered a small no idea
and walked over to the door, looking out the windows by the door. When she
saw the police uniform, she frowned. She was a goody two shoes.
''I'll call you back, a police man is at my door.'' She whispered before shutting the
phone and throwing it on the sofa. After a while of deep breathing and sighing,
she opened the door, surprised by how tall he was compared to how he seemed
by the window. She gave him an uneasy smile and greeted him weakly, ''Hi sir.''
''Are you....'' he searched through his paper, ''Fayonna Clones.''
Fayonna's body was screaming for her to close the door on his face. ''Yup, that's me.''
She said, trying to sound excited. It only came out in a awkard tone and the police
looked at her with pity. She frowned again. What was going on?
''Fayonna, I don't know how to say this to you but...'' The police man sighed
before clearing his throat and looking at her in the eyes, ''Your parents and
I supposed your younger brother were into a terrible accident this afternoon.''
''What do you mean?'' Her jaw was shaking. Her legs weren't even able to support
her weight anymore and she almost fell to the floor and kept her grasp on the door.
The obvious was right in front of her but, she didn't want to believe it. Until, she
heard his last words and let herself drop to the floor, letting every last tear shed
desperatly as she crawled into a little small ball.
''I'm sorry for your loss.''
With the clocks as our que, we're an explosion in
reverse. We speak before we think.
