A/N: Yeah, I know, I come up with some weird stuff. Fractions of a whole story. Well, attatch whatever story Ты want. This is about a mourning teen. And suicide.
Please rate. (And please comment)
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Getting cold in the sun’s shadow
Drowning in this black pin’s ink
Gone is the lovely light, night’s here despite
Twilight’s eternal fights and weep
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She breathed in and out slowly, each breath appearing in front of her, a wisp of cold smoke disappearing. Around her was a silent vibration she had never understood, never noticed when she was younger, standing on the edge of the abandoned, brick red building. She would wave her arms at the very edge, looking seven stories down as her father held her when she was little. He would fake letting go, making her guts twist up inside her, but a laugh would bubble up her throat, because he would always catch her. She remembers running up the rusting copper stairs all the way up, and her cheeks would turn rosy red. She would make a game of it, running up all the stairs as fast as she can.
“Hey, Dad,” She whispered to the silent coldness. “Remember this place?”
The early morning air stung her visible skin in response, feeling around her ankles and hands, trapping her. Looking up ahead, she saw the other end of the sky and clouds take a fire-red color, and knew that dawn was breaking in. She took a look over the edge of the building, and she had done it so many times before, fear no longer overtook her.
Suddenly, she couldn’t take her eyes of the ground she could reach in just a few stories.
Two steps at most. Two steps, and go like her father, with him, whether it be in hell, in heaven, или just the end.
“I wonder...” She murmured. “Why here? We were so happy here.” She glanced at the sky, looking for an answer. The grey clouds moved lazily across, and she was a bit pissed off for a second.
‘Stupid clouds, blocking my view’ she thought.
“God,” She sighed, and it was almost like she was reprimanding a child. “Why do Ты have to be so darn cryptic?”
She closes her eyes, taking in a long breath. This is my own personal ceremony, my own personal funeral for you, dad, she thought solemnly.
‘What, normal ones don’t work?’ She smiled. She could almost hear his voice saying it.
She’s still at the edge. The air is whispering to her, mocking her. ‘Go with him, be with him. He misses you. Don’t ever forget him, don’t ever forget this...’
I won’t, she thought. I won’t! She wanted to scream it.
‘Two steps forward, just two steps...just two...’
She breathed.
And suddenly, miraculously, there was another voice, quieter, but somehow shattering all the others.
‘Move on.’
Her voice, quiet but fierce. She takes a last look at the viewing, a last look at her father’s grave.
She breaks away, never looking back.
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Please rate. (And please comment)
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Getting cold in the sun’s shadow
Drowning in this black pin’s ink
Gone is the lovely light, night’s here despite
Twilight’s eternal fights and weep
**************************************************
She breathed in and out slowly, each breath appearing in front of her, a wisp of cold smoke disappearing. Around her was a silent vibration she had never understood, never noticed when she was younger, standing on the edge of the abandoned, brick red building. She would wave her arms at the very edge, looking seven stories down as her father held her when she was little. He would fake letting go, making her guts twist up inside her, but a laugh would bubble up her throat, because he would always catch her. She remembers running up the rusting copper stairs all the way up, and her cheeks would turn rosy red. She would make a game of it, running up all the stairs as fast as she can.
“Hey, Dad,” She whispered to the silent coldness. “Remember this place?”
The early morning air stung her visible skin in response, feeling around her ankles and hands, trapping her. Looking up ahead, she saw the other end of the sky and clouds take a fire-red color, and knew that dawn was breaking in. She took a look over the edge of the building, and she had done it so many times before, fear no longer overtook her.
Suddenly, she couldn’t take her eyes of the ground she could reach in just a few stories.
Two steps at most. Two steps, and go like her father, with him, whether it be in hell, in heaven, или just the end.
“I wonder...” She murmured. “Why here? We were so happy here.” She glanced at the sky, looking for an answer. The grey clouds moved lazily across, and she was a bit pissed off for a second.
‘Stupid clouds, blocking my view’ she thought.
“God,” She sighed, and it was almost like she was reprimanding a child. “Why do Ты have to be so darn cryptic?”
She closes her eyes, taking in a long breath. This is my own personal ceremony, my own personal funeral for you, dad, she thought solemnly.
‘What, normal ones don’t work?’ She smiled. She could almost hear his voice saying it.
She’s still at the edge. The air is whispering to her, mocking her. ‘Go with him, be with him. He misses you. Don’t ever forget him, don’t ever forget this...’
I won’t, she thought. I won’t! She wanted to scream it.
‘Two steps forward, just two steps...just two...’
She breathed.
And suddenly, miraculously, there was another voice, quieter, but somehow shattering all the others.
‘Move on.’
Her voice, quiet but fierce. She takes a last look at the viewing, a last look at her father’s grave.
She breaks away, never looking back.
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Charactors:
Hayley Williams
Taylor York
Zac Farro
Jeremy Davis
Josh Farro
Lacey Mosely
Lady GaGa
Kanye West
Soulja Boy
Joe Jonas
Zac Efron
Erin
Dallas Winston(Dally)
Ponyboy Curtis
Alice Cullen
Mandy
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Lady GaGa: Why don't we go out tonight?
Kanye: Can't концерт tonight.
Lady GaGa: Hayley?
Hayley: Ummmm depends.
Zac: Cum awn GaGa I'll go wit cha.
This is all I'm posting. I want to see if I get any responses first. : )
Hayley Williams
Taylor York
Zac Farro
Jeremy Davis
Josh Farro
Lacey Mosely
Lady GaGa
Kanye West
Soulja Boy
Joe Jonas
Zac Efron
Erin
Dallas Winston(Dally)
Ponyboy Curtis
Alice Cullen
Mandy
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Lady GaGa: Why don't we go out tonight?
Kanye: Can't концерт tonight.
Lady GaGa: Hayley?
Hayley: Ummmm depends.
Zac: Cum awn GaGa I'll go wit cha.
This is all I'm posting. I want to see if I get any responses first. : )