People say that no one can make you happy until you are happy with yourself. Trust me that's not true! I can't remember my life before Isla. It is all just a blur. Even if I remember it, I don't want to recall it. The sins I did in my past are like a whip. They lashed against my skin and sliced into me with such force that even now I fell the welt they had left behind. But now is not the time to think about all this, because what is happening right now can change my life.
It was clear that the room had been abandoned in a hurry. The cupboard was fully opened with some clothes hanging loosely from the hangers. It looks like someone frantically try to take them at once. The lights illuminated the room, some of the flickering. A volcano of fear and terror accumulated inside me as I take in the scene in front of me. Bubbling and about to erupt, this ominous feeling swallowed me whole as I took in a deep breath to calm myself down. BREATH IN, BREATH OUT. Still, the ominous feeling made my stomach lurch with terror.
"What if she left me forever?"
Adrenaline rushed throughout my body and I shook my head to get rid of the thought.
I ran as fast as I could outside the house, searching hysterically for some signs of light blond hairs but fog surrounded me, making the search more difficult. The ominous black clouds above moved roughly followed by a cold, keen wind. Soon the thunder rolled in, declaring itself as if some rockstar upon the stage. The tumultuous dark clouds declared a heavy rainstorm, the same rainstorm which was building inside me as I tried to stay calm.
I cursed under my breath as I stumbled on a rock. Nearby I could hear someone. Someone crying. I quickly stood up and followed the sound and relief filled each part of my body as I saw who it was.
"Isla" I whispered slowly trying not to let myself cry.
She slowly looked at me with her blue eyes. The eyes I have fallen for. The eyes THAT can heel anything from war to fight. The eyes which now hold tears and I am the one responsible for that.
"Isla are you okay? did you hurt yourself? please come back home." I pleaded.
She shook her head, Her eyes filled with anger. I could see the hurt brewing behind her eyes. I could do nothing. NOTHING!
'W...HY?' she sobbed. "Why are you so cryptic Cole! Why did you killed an innocent child and never told me about it? and now they are searching for you and how will I live without you" she shouted letting her anger hit me hard on my face. I know she wanted to say 100 things right now but she stayed silent sobbing silently letting her anger dissolve to hurt. Remorse filled inside me and I can't help but hate myself more. This happened years ago. Years when I was not a human, more like a devil who lived by stealing and murdering for drugs. I am ashamed for who I was. I wish I could erase my whole past.
I hugged Isla tightly as if my life depends on her. She was stiff for a moment but end up putting her arms around my neck, her tears wetting my shirt and making me drenched with remorse.
I know I need to be away from her. not temporarily but permanently. I can't let her life be damaged because of that stupid person i was in my past. so I stood up taking the biggest decision of my life and left her alone in the streets because I know I am toxic for her. No matter how much I love her I know the mistakes I did in my past will be like a heavy sack on our shoulder. Cross that, heavy load on my shoulder now, but I don't care. if it makes a piece of my heart safe I can do anything I can.
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IGCSE Narrative and descriptive Writing
Teen FictionThese are some of my 1st language English writings. It really helped me score good marks in English and it is pretty fun to read and write these stories. I really hope this can help you as much as this helped me.
