The True PowerA Story by acidmonkeyA boy who leaves it all to find a future much better than the one that tortured him. He soon finds out that he must fight his past to get a better future.... This is the prologuePrologue
The darkness surrounds
me in this sick outrageous slumber. It pulls me closer to death but I fight it
knowing I must stay alive but why? I truthfully don’t know my foster family they are
all dead, dead to me. Except my parents who left me when I was a toddler. I did not even
know their faces but I know there is nothing after this world just darkness
almost like the darkness I’m in now, a darkness filled with nothingness. Where
I’m just lying in a black void of space and time built for the dead where
nothing moves. I know that is kind of sickening to say but I have grown up in a
foster care system of beatings, drugs, alcohol, and carelessness How could I
know this god the people speak about on the streets when not one of “his
people” show his love. The sickness bestowed
upon me is one of heartbreak a pain I have not felt since I was eight a time I
felt loved yet that foster home was just like the rest. This time it was
different it was with a girl, a girl named Adira an angel in my eyes. She
strengthened me, giving me warmth throughout my heart that I'venever felt
before. Yet the pain grew and grew after the new guy moved to the school. He
was the strike of fire in my eyes that burned every time he passed her because
I knew she felt something for him. This something was something she never felt
for me. She lit up when she saw him, I could see that but why did she stop
feeling anything for me. So I now knew I couldn’t do anything about it anymore
she was gone from my heart and I from hers because of this I decided to run
from the little town of Glenwood Springs. There was nothing here for me
anymore. © 2014 acidmonkeyFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on March 16, 2014 Last Updated on May 1, 2014 AuthoracidmonkeyAboutI am 16. write poetry and stories. I love rock music, reading, writing stories, and poetry. more..Writing
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