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A fictionalized biography on a everyday person. The story starts off slow and rapidly escalates. From a young age the main character has it rough.

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1. Prologue

 I didn't start out this way. I wasn't so negative and thought the way that I do now. I didn't think of death and why can't it happen to me. I didn't... 
 Wait. I'm getting ahead of myself. You don't know the first halve so why am I telling you the second part ? 
  Like I said before, I didn't start this way. So let me tell you the tale of sweet nightmare. 

  I'm a young kid. Around the age of 3. Life is going, I don't know. I don't much about " life ". All I know is I have a older brother. And mommies belly is big. Daddy is happy. I have toys. I'm happy, I think. 
 I sleep with Mr.Bear. He's my best friend. I bring him everywhere ! He has a little brown nose and he's brown and has two ears and is big. Mr.Bear is my protector. He makes me laugh. During scary nights he beats up the monsters when I go night night. 
 My daddy is a super hero ! He goes out to save the world, then comes home to me ! My daddy is strong. He's stronger than superman ! 
 My mommy is always with us when daddy's fighting bad guys. She plays with me and my brother. She magical, she makes yummy foods come out of nowhere ! She makes me feel better when I'm icky. 
 My brother is bigger than me. His name is brass. He likes to color. But he is mean to me. But he is sometimes nice. 
Me I'm... Ummm. Well I'm not too sure. Mommy calls me sweety. And daddy calls me big boy. But I like baseball. And like to go outside. 
 Mommy went away for some time. It made me sad. When she came back, she brought home a smaller person than me ! And her tummy was little.  I asked her " who is dat ? " She said its my new sister. She said her name is Faith. And that she is going to stay with us. 
 I was smiling to see that I have a sister. Maybe she is going to nicer to me than Brass. I can help her with stuff. Like counting to 10 ! I knew that was hard for me. 
  But after mommy came back home, things started to go bad. Mommy and daddy started being loud. Daddy was mad and used naughty words, that would get me a spanking. Mommy wasn't home with us like before. We would go to grandma's and then she wouldn't leave. 
 Saying " Mommy will be back soon. Don't worry. Just have fun with grandma. I love you. " Kiss us on the cheek and go bye bye. 
  I knew Mommy would be back. Because she said to not worry, and she loved us. 
 So Brass, Faith and me would stay with grandma until mommy came back. Sometimes mommy would not come back until it was bed time. And a few times she wouldn't come back. We stayed at grandmas for bed. It made me sad when mommy didn't come back. When it was bed time, I would cry. When she doesn't come back before bed time, I would get on the floor and ask for my mommy to be ok. For her to come back to me. Daddy and I did this every night. 
 One bed time came. Mommy didn't show. I got on the floor to ask for my mommy to be ok. Next bed time came. Mommy didn't come. 
 I started crying. I knew that something was wrong. Mommy always comes back by snack time. 

( Narrator ) 
  Seeing everything. 
We all see different. Through our point of view. Some see the truth and the lies. While others are colorblind. Just seeing the good. No evil. Mesmerized, by sunshine and clear skies. No hurricanes, dark skies. 

But it comes a moment in life. Where your eyes get polished, and you start to realize. That the daze you were in, wasn't all correct. That there is nightfall and depressing things. Behind those closed doors. 

When you see sins. Life seems a bit darkened. And evil tries to creep in. 

Wishing you could go back to the bright days. But sorry, your eyes have become stained. But it's ok. Most likely you'll see better days. Just stay on a right track. Or if not, you'll have a permanent stay. 

( Chorus )Yeah. We all wish we could wash our eyes. Or put on some shades. Maybe they will help disguise. From the sights. Somehow shed some light. Just hold out, some extra time. 

Because... 

Your sights are teaching you some lessons. Your mind processing that, what you see may happen to you. So don't make the mistake and let their struggles bring you down too. Just look and comprehend, that your lucky to not be in their shoes. 

Life is seen in many ways. Many forms. Shades and colors, of all assorts. 

But that being said. There's many dark colors. Dark days. Crippling visions and nights. See things that you wish you never have. And wish you could go blind, and lose sight. 

( Chorus )Yeah. We all wish we could wash our eyes. Or put on some shades. Maybe they will help disguise. From the sights. Somehow shed some light. Just hold out, some extra time. 

Because... 

Your view could be much worse. You could only see wood or dirt. Yeah I know, we all wish to see all good. See all the lights. Instead of envisioning nice and good times. 

But don't fright. It'll be alright. It can only be bad for so long. Just gotta stay strong. No matter what you do. Just don't stay behind the horrible times. Reply the good. And one day it'll really become good times. 

( Chorus )Yeah. We all wish we could wash our eyes. Or put on some shades. Maybe they will help disguise. From the sights. Somehow shed some light. Just hold out, some extra time. 

Because... 

Life is not your enemy. Yeah. It may seem like it. That life spits on you. Makes you see the horrible things. That every day it seems to get worse. And every soul doesn't have a hearse. That you've become cursed. 

But take it day by day. Don't let your life get the best of you. See your soul pass you, coming in and out of you. Your what holds you back. So be glad. That you can still inspire yourself. Make sure you get out of this. 

That your eyes can get cleaned. And you will be able to see. That the horrors infringing on you, can be pushed well past behind you. 

( Chorus )Yeah. We all wish we could wash our eyes. Or put on some shades. Maybe they will help disguise. From the sights. Somehow shed some light. Just hold out, some extra time. 

Because... 

Your going to go into your prime. Have a better life. Wait. Give it a bit of time. It'll turn right. If you just work on it. The horrors you faced, just are making you stronger. So stay with eyes open. And mind anxious. 

From those that are learning, day by day. Trying to work on a start of a new life. Learning to not let struggles get the best of them. To let their dreams come alive. And having their soul reformed. So be stoic, but while leaving space to let in. Just live.  

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