Her story

This story is about a young girl and her tragic life, watch her as she goes along her journey.
Alyssa is a twelve year old girl, she is a skinny brunet who is about 4ft,9". She has hazel eyes and is beautiful. And this is her story...

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6. Six months later...

Authors note: Now it is six months later... Alyssa is still alone... very alone...                                                    

I had been stealing for six months now...six months! I've been alone for six months, and I am making it on my own. Barely. I live in an alley. On cardboard. With some bubble rap. I know you think that that sounds like something in a movie, but its true. I was alone. One day some guys came down the alley, one was being held at gunpoint. The other guy was on a rampage about how the other guy owed him money. He was screaming. I was terrified. For my life and for the other guy's life. I prayed he that he wouldn't notice me. I hid behind my piece of cardboard that I was living on, pretending that I was a cardboard box. Not a very convincing one if I say so myself. Suddenly I heard a gunshot. The other guy got shot. I peeked out of my hiding position to see the man. He was being dragged by the shooter. I started crying. I thought that what if that was me? What if the guy was to look at me and see me? What if he had shot me too? I couldn't bare to think of it anymore though. I fell asleep.

I had been having more and more nightmares as the time went on. Some about the day my mom died. Some about my dad dying. Some about both dying. And some about me dying. It was awful. I woke up crying, of horror, sorrow, and relief. Horror because watching that was so terrifying, sorrow because I was still here, and relief because that none of it was real. Well most of it. My mother was really dead. But the way she died here, was so much unlike the way she did in reality. It was terrible. I think my brain is so caught up in everything I've seen and been through, it all just piles up into my mind and that is what I dream about. Scary.

 

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