One

No one could understand how much we needed escapism. No one would... 

"Why don't you go f**k yourself!" i screamed as i slammed the door in frustration. I saw the window that hoovered above my bed, i could just leave I thought to myself. I wasn't wanted anyway, why would it matter?

I opened the window slowly and the wind brushed calmly through me. I pulled myself through steadying myself on the slate. I laid as though i was sun bathing in the darkening sky. The cold air felt like a blanket around my body. I looked up at the glowing moon and felt at peace. 

"Why are you even here" echoed through my head as i snapped back to reality. I store up at my younger sister, who although younger was far taller and prettier than myself. I disregarded her comment and moved swiftly back to my room. "Oh how I hate weekends" I murmured as i went on my way. 

I wasn't wanted here, i hadn't been wanted for many years. Both my Father and my younger sister hate my existence. If my mum was still here it wouldn't be like this. Being totally honest i resented her death as much as I was blamed for it.

I laid on my bed and store at the sky through window. Some of the clouds moved so fast I would miss one if i blinked. Every so often i'd see a bird flying over head. It was so majestic, so free. 

As the sky over head grew dark and cold i crept back in. I lost my footing and collapsed on to my bed that laid below. Zoning out from reality i store at the handle on the door. My head filled with images of warm, bright, calm field in the midst of summer. A summer like no other I had seen

Author's Note

Obviously not rewritten out on to this yet, be patient

Reviews

[Rose Kavanagh]

I think this is an intriguing beginning and very promising for a first draft. Once you've had a chance to go through and clean it up a bit, this could really be something. Great work!

[Millie]

Thank you, hopefully I'll have time to go through this soon. :)