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Following the trail of tears I made my way to the limo where my mother was waiting for me after the funeral. My father's funeral. In my attempt to cheer my mother up I tried to convince her that we will carry on and that his memory will live on forever with us. Did she listen? No. In fact, that night she left me. To this day I have no idea where she went, why she went, or if she would ever return. At the moment, it doesn't appear that she will ever come back.I am 17 now. I was 6 when my father died and she left. I have been on my own since then. Walking through the crowded halls of my prison - - I mean high school, I looked at all the people; the Emos, who thought they were "different" and discriminated against, then there were the preppysΒ Β and the jocks who thought that they owned the school, then of course there were the future geniuses, and the dweebs, and then there was me. I suppose I look emo even though I'm not. With my dark hair, pale complexion, and my sullen expression. Somehow my message needed to be conveyed to all of these people, but would they ever understand? I held my head high as I walked to the principal's office for the final time, as it was about to end today. Today was the end of everything that I had ever been and everything that I was originally going to be. Today, I am going to end.
As I walked into the office I was told to sit and wait for the man who seemed to think of himself as the savior of this school, when really he was just a lazy old man with a big attitude.
"Well, Atticus, you have done it again haven't you?" Mr. Lee, the principal asked me.
"Sir, as I have said before and will say again, it is not a crime what I am doing, it is actually one of the many freedoms that constitution grants us, according to Amendment 1, it gives me the freedom of speech and press."
"Yes, yes I know. But, you mustn't do such a thing you dreadful boy! You might put ideas in their heads!" He exclaimed becoming quite flustered.
"But they need to know the truth! They need to find out somehow." With that I walked out of the office, down the stairs, and down the road to the community center. I walked into the building and began my way to the podium, took the microphone and began to speak.
"It is time that you all know. It's time that you all know the truth. It is time for the veil of ignorance to be torn from your eyes. Today is the day that you need to end. Today is the day that I have ended. I gave my life to Christ Jesus."
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TwistedHearts [2012-08-15 01:49:05 +0000 UTC]
Hello!
I have included you in my "Thank You" Feature. It's my small way of thanking you for your support and encouragement . I hope you enjoy it and have a great day!
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-Victoria.
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2patches9 In reply to TwistedHearts [2012-08-15 18:15:00 +0000 UTC]
Thank you so much! I hope you have an amazing day yourself
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TwistedHearts In reply to 2patches9 [2012-08-16 13:38:27 +0000 UTC]
You're welcome! Thanks!
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xDoglate [2012-04-15 21:17:08 +0000 UTC]
Woop! lol (But again, a little fast, I think. I'd have added more detail. lol) For example:
...."But they need to know the truth!" [put something cool about my thoughts or something as well as maybe 'I begin to stand but turn back to the man and add,'] "They need to find out somehow." With that I walked out of the office, down the stairs, and down the road to the community center.
lol Just something
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2patches9 In reply to xDoglate [2012-04-15 21:20:42 +0000 UTC]
I agree, I play on making it better in the near future. I'm sorry it is so awful. I like the story line though, it (this sounds dumb, but it's the truth) sorta just came to me in the middle of the night, I wanted it to have the feel that everyone thinks he is a bad kid, and thought he was suicidal or something, then in the end you find out what he was really all about. Wow. That was a run - on sentence. lol c:
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