A New Beginning

Hurricane made of tears

I woke up feeling the fresh cool air hit me and enter my lungs. With the window wide open from my late night star gaze.

I stopped wishing two months ago because I needed to take this sick fantasy out of my brain. I was already a grown girl and i needed these ideas to be ripped out of my head.

I rose from my white king sized bed and walked into my bedroom to start my day with a fresh clean mouth.

Everyday was the same for me but this time it was different. I just moved to England; to start off fresh.

I had moved about two days ago and it was extremely tiring.

This time I moved by myself.  No one was with me, for i was all alone.

The memories of everything rushed into my brain like an electric wave. So strong and fast. Tears fell viciously from my eyes.

"I have to be strong, for them i have to be strong' I said pouring my heart completely. I promised i would be strong and it wasn't time for me ti break that promise. Never will i ever break that promise.

I took my Black Mustang out of my house toward my new school. 

I loved the attention but now i despised it. I hated when people stared at me because i felt like they would be able to see how broken I really was.

I wore black completely. I wore my black raybans, loose black short sleeved shirt that had a small pocket slightly above my left breast, Black slightly tore jeans, and my black heeled ankle boots.

Me being me was always trying to look my best and I always have even until this day I am. It was the only thing that kept me running.

I slung my black korean canvas backpack on my shoulder and walked into the main office. The lady looked at me, taking one of her hands and slighty lowering her glassesntilting her head downwards as she shifted her eye upwards to look toward me.

She looked so sweet and kind she gave me a pleasant feeling that reminded me of love i once had.