Chapter 1A Chapter by Ellie Luck
I wore technicolored socks, and she was unique. She wasn't all too odd, because she liked practicality, but she wore clothing which could have sent off a whole different message. All se wanted was to be unique, it wasn't actually about standing out, and then suddenly there was a controversy about differences.
I hated complaining. People were wasting their time. They were moping and whining. They just wouldn't shut up. At home, it was all the time, complaining, and whining and non-stop anguish. But I didn't like to complain. I decided to dedicate my time to illuminating my world: a world filled with positivity, beauty, and joy; a world filled with love. I took every complaint to the grave and closed off my mind to negativity so that I could breath in at least a hint of satisfaction. I fought for the resolution that happiness was so important that I should never let any time slip by without it. I wore technicolored socks, and I was unique. I was compensating for the dreariness of my family life. I died once. I actually just fell and once I hit the floor, the lights went out, and it was said that I was not breathing for almost 10 minutes. I was resuscitated. I was lying there on the ground when I felt a certain entity cooly and warmly sink into my chest, and then saw a light. This was where I heard a whisper: that I was to be an angel and to save innocent victims from certain hells.
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