The Fire

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
She realises that shes all alone with no one to help as every one leaves her, when her mum and dad split.

Submitted: February 23, 2010

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There I was, standing in the middle in of my hallway. Tears were streaming down my face. My mum and dad were arguing for the third time in two nights. They did not care how I felt, why I was crying, or what my decision was. All they cared about was who could win me over. I couldn’t take it any more; I had to get out of here. That very same day, I went to Alex’s house. We talked and talked about how I wished I could get away. Get away from them. Them I call my parents. “I just can’t take it anymore. I have to get out of here” I kept repeating this over and over again in my head. Then it just came out. Mascara and eyeliner running down my face, streams of tears flowed down my face like the rain on a stormy day.

 
To make things worse Alex was breaking up with me. Now the pain of that and what was going on at home was torture. I couldn’t bear it this time. The pain was like someone stabbing me in the heart and twisting it deeper and deeper. The thing is he did not even give me a reason. So when I found what that reason was, my heart burst into a million pieces. I broke down into tears and I cried like I have never cried before. So I left. Running and running further and further away from home not knowing where I was going, what time it was, or even what day it was, just running non-stop.  I was in such a stress with everyone, I didn’t know why. I was letting my emotions get the better of me.
 
All I had on me were the matches Alex gave me when he told me to look after them, which was when we were together. The thought of using them for something I know I would regret was staying still in my mind. Do I or don’t I? Walking along the road with the green trees swaying in the wind, cars flying past with there lights brighter then the sun.

As I slow down I started to feel dehydrated and weak. I didn’t know if I could go any further. Gravity was getting the better of me. Well it felt like it any way. Grey clouds rushed over from above me; the sky darkened and the day was gone. I started to walk off from the road, into the woods where I could find some shelter, to get away from the storm that was coming towards where I was standing. I couldn’t feel a thing.


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