A girl walking towards the lightA Story by Girl who is just a beautiful disasterThe lonely girl is back... she is sitting on her bed once again but this time she isn't in the darkness as much as she was before. She seems to be more relaxed and more comfortable. This girl sees a light, a light that she keeps running to, to see what it is like on the other side of darkness. She tells herself this is my life being in the light, my life isn't in the darkness anymore. No more of that anger or hurt. She has forgiven the people that she was angry and was hurt by. She has forgiven her birth mom and dad for giving her and her four other siblings up for adoption. She just hasn't forgiven her birth dad all the way for molesting her sister and her two brothers. She has forgiven the boy that broke up with her. She has forgiven every one except for one person. God. She hasn't forgiven God because she still has hints of anger and hatred towards him for tearing her family apart and tearing for tear relationships apart. She realizes that God didn't tear the relationship apart with her mom instead she had done that. This girl is just full pain but at the same time beginning to be full of happiness. She tells herself that everything is going to be ok... but why can't she believe it? She is in complete light and she can't see that everything is going to be ok. Is she afraid of something? Or someone? Or God? She sees herself in the future as someone who is happy and trying to get her life on track. She sees herself as someone who is gonna be in the light instead of the darkness. But what does she see right now? She sees nothing. Nothing in her future is making her happy. She sees anger, anger she doesn't know how to get rid of. "Why am I still angry?" she asks herself. © 2008 Girl who is just a beautiful disaster |
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1 Review Added on June 24, 2008 Last Updated on June 24, 2008 AuthorGirl who is just a beautiful disasterBellingham, WAAboutI write in my spare time. Since middle school I have written short stories, poems, memoirs, and journaling. Writing was something that I had always enjoyed because it was so relaxing I could always vo.. more..Writing
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