New Beginnings Aren't So Simple.A Chapter by Patricia(:The heavy rain started to dim to a light drizzle. The sun wasn't up yet, and the skies were gray, filled with rain clouds. I was so tired, I couldn't move another step. After walking aimlessly, I honestly had no clue where I was. It was still dark, so I'm assuming it wasn't around 6am yet. I would keep walking, if I weren't exhausted. I glanced around and found a near by bench, it wasn't a nice comfy cloud bed, but it'll have to do. I walked over to the bench and laid down. The bench was freezing, and I think I felt splinters digging into my skin. I sighed, and held onto my knees curling up. My eyes grew heavier as each second passed, I soon fell asleep. - - - I woke up stretching only to fall off the bench to the cold stone ground. I groaned in annoyance, the ground was actually more comfy then the bench. I pushed myself up off the ground dusting myself off. It was now morning, I'm glad this is an abandoned park and no will bother me with questions. I shivered, it was freezing,I should start getting home. I shoved my hands in my pockets walking towards home. - - - I finally reached my house, I threw my jacket to the floor and headed up stairs. God so much walking, my body was aching. I was almost to tired to walk up the stairs, somehow I have no idea how,I manged to get myself to my room. I kicked off my converse and laid in my bed, oh how I missed my bed. So soft, warm, and inviting... I laid on my side and let the world around me drift off into the darkness. - - - I woke up to the ringing of my cell phone still plugged in the charger where I left it. Everyone was texting and calling to see if I was okay. I decided not to reply to any of them. I wasn't okay, but I'll live. No use in worrying them. I got up from my bed and searched the room and couldn't see past the blinding darkness. I must of fell asleep all day. I walked over to my backpack and dumped everything out on the floor. I wasn't planning on staying here. Oh hell no. Why should I? To deal with all the questions, plan a funeral, and face all the memories and dreams of memories that will never come true... No. I'm leaving. Tonight.
© 2012 Patricia(:Author's Note
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Added on August 13, 2010 Last Updated on April 1, 2012 AuthorPatricia(:AboutI'm basically just here to write what I feel when I feel it. Never on, but when I am, it's not long. Hope none of you hate me for that, but if you do. Hey, it's not like it's anything new. Also, sorry.. more..Writing
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