Rainbow.freeze wrote:
Timid ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~Angel is Disguise
Should there be a story?
aquamarine wrote:{{ D.eath of my childhood }}
You never really know what it's like to lose someone you love until it actually happens to you.
I lost my mom to cancer when I was 10 years old and at the moment she died, I also lost my childhood. I lost the chance to ever really be young and carefree and not have a problem in the world.
When someone who plays such a major part in your life passes away, you lose every chance at ever being completely happy. Because no matter how happy you may think you feel, their loss will always be at the back of your mind and in the middle of your heart, creating a hole that can never be filled.
The day she died, I was sitting in math class wishing to be anywhere else but there. Well, I got my wish.
My teacher reached for the telephone as it rang and her face grew into first a shocked expression, then just incredibly...incredibly sad. She quietly put down the phone and called my name.
"Bella? Would you mind joining me in the hall?" she asked. I stood up and nodded, not minding at all. Anything to get out of doing my work.
"Bella, your father is waiting for you in the office. He has...he has some news to share with you." my teacher said as I began to grow nervous, a giant knot forming in my stomach. I nodded again and began the long walk from the third floor down to the office. I imagined all sorts of tragic things that could have happened, but the news I was about to receive had never even crossed my mind and little did I know that my life was about to change forever in the worst way possible.
"Daddy? What's wrong? Why are you here?" I asked him as soon as I reached the office.
He looked up and the knot in my stomach tightened as I studied his red-rimmed eyes, full of tears. He gently sat me down next to him and took my small hand in his.
"Belles...I'm so sorry...your mother passed away this morning."
My blood turned to ice and my entire body froze and went rigid with shock. For what seemed like an eternity, my mind went black and I closed my eyes as his words repeated themselves to me over and over again. Suddenly, like a tidal wave, the reality of those words hit me and I collapsed against my father in grief as I sobbed and sobbed until both my throat and eyes burned and I had no more tears to cry.
Siberian Tigress wrote:Based on my current love lifeShould I write a story?
Feather, representing me
Forrest, representing my Crush 1, Donald (not real name)
Cream, representing my Crush 2, Johann (Again, name is fake)
Blood, representing my maybe-crush Joe (Don't know yet! :S Not real name)
Star, representing my maybe-crush's girlfriend, Naomi (Name is fake)
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