Writing in the picture above is Khila27 in elven. Website for translation just in case can be found at:
https://www.jenshansen.com/pages/online-english-to-elvish-engraving-translator
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I can hear it! I can hear the sound of the waves crashing along the cliffs of Dunnet head. It is soothing and helps ease the feelings of stress and anxiety. I can feel the sea spray gently misting my face as I look out at the endless horizon, thinking of what it'd be like to just stay here for the rest of my life. I know I can't do that... I have to go back to that ridiculous place I am supposed to call home. I have to work two jobs just so I can support myself and pay all my parents bills.
They never talk to me or even acknowledge me as their own daughter. I am the only daughter of three children and am considered weak and helpless even though its me who is always out all day working my hands and feet to the bones. But they don't care one bit...
At the age of nine my parents stopped paying attention to me and only showed love to my brothers. I was considered an outcast and I didn't even know why... no one at school even stayed around me long. I once had a friend but being so young she left due to the other children's horrific influence. This just led me to hardening my heart and wearing a mask that showed little to no emotion at all. When I got to high school I had become a master at this and was known as the Stolid princess (Weird I know). After I graduated I decided to take on both my part time jobs to try and make a change in my parents attitude, but nothing happened.
I constantly pay over half of my incoming paychecks to them and save up the last little bit for food, clothes and my own apartment. luckily I've been able to get by with only a few pairs of clothes for a few years and get cheap food, which means I can almost get my own small apartment!
"I cant wait to be free." I whisper into the air only for it to be swallowed up by the crashing of the waves. I sit on the rocks and daydream for a while before the sound of my phone broke trough my solitude. I didn't even look at the caller ID and answer.
"Hello?" I say quietly trying to cover up my emotions skillfully.
"Hey sis... we got a problem." says my brother and faintly theres shouting in the background. I sigh "Ok, I'm on my way home now..." I look at my watch and quickly make my way back to my car. He clears his throat "be safe, ok?"
I smile at that and agree before disconnecting the call and reaching the door of my little car igniting the engine. As I pull away from the cliffs I think back on how my brothers treated me through out the years.
They were both kind to me but usually changed their attitudes depending on who they were with. My eldest brother was the nicest of the two and even treated me decently around others but my second brother was a problem... He acted decent only to make himself look good but would constantly treat me like a maid and even complained about how much of a disappointment I was to the family.
I will prove them wrong one way or another. It's just a matter of time and how to do it. Shaking my head lightly I focus on the road slightly aware I'm probably breaking a few driving laws. But whatever was happening at home seemed a little more important at the moment. After a little bit I am pulling into the driveway and quickly making my way out of the car and into the house. I immediately thought that a tornado had pranced through the door and said "oh! what a lovely home you have! Don't mind if I do".
There was bickering but it halted as soon as I enter the chaotic scene.
"What are you staring at maid? Start cleaning. I don't want to stub my toe or step on glass." says my second brother.
"Shut up James." says my oldest brother who then proceeds to whack james in the back of the head.
"Louis! what was that for!? She always cleans up the messes anyways so why not now!?" He hisses as he rubs his head and glares in my direction. I roll my eyes and look at my parents who seem to be in full fledged anger and each have a house hold appliance in their hands.
"Can we put down the leg lamp and the vaccum attachment?" It comes out more of a command rather than a question which earns me the stink eye of both my creators who then place or toss the objects away. I smile thankfully and run a hand through my hair and look at the room before I speek. "I'll clean up and make some dinner." is all I say as I walk into the kitchen and get a broom and dustpan then proceed to carefully clean up the broken glass and whatever else was littering the floor of the house. The others had dispersed and were trying to cool off and unwind while I continue to make the house look spotless. Finally after that I go to the kitchen and cook everyone their favorite meals.
"Foods ready!" I yell and take my plate and drink outside to the back porch. I prefer not to let James have the satisfaction to torment me while shoveling food into his mouth. I put my plate and cup down on a the top step before placing my earbuds in. The first song to play is Skillets "whispers in the dark". Content I eat my food slowly and gaze out into the stars wondering if this would be my life or if something will happen and change my life completely.
"Yeah right. I shouldn't get my hopes up to much. Fantasizing like that wont help me in the slightest." I say with a slight scowl and finish my food. I hear yelling from inside the house... No doubt there'd be another mess for ME to clean up. Sighing I trudge my way back in and start on the dishes. After that's complete I prepare for bed and think of tomorrow
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For years now I've wanted to live in Scotland. So I thought why not write a story based there. I know my writting skills probably make you wanna gouge out your eyeballs 😂 but hey, constructive criticism is appreciated as long as you are nice about it ☺
Anywho thanks for reading so far. Also I'm gonna be a very slow updater because life threatened me with no money if I don't go to work.
~khila27
