They Cant Tell Me What is Right
i cant deny
"MOM!!" i screamed walking down the street. no answer.
"MOM!!!" i yelled louder searching for her. i gave up and sat on the corner of the street with tears streaming down my face. there was nothing but the silence ringing through my ears and leaving me to think. i heard a crack from behind me and turned around to see her i couldnt stand the sight of her, she was the woman who ruined my life and killed me on the inside, unlike Danny who she killed on the outside too. with the built up rage seared through me as i punched her to the ground without hesitation. She laid there blood streaming down her face. i knocked her out.
"Grey!" i heard a shout from down the street to look and see Frank. Danny's friend. He was the only one who never made fun of me. He wasnt my friend either he just stayed there and i knew he was there but i didnt give him much attention. I remained standing over my mom's unconscious body. I felt a hand on my shoulder but turned around to see Frank.
"she did it" he stated what i already knew.
"did you see?" i asked.
"No" he said "i just know" he stated. Danny.
What did you think i was the only one who could communicate with the living?
i heard Andy's voice ring through my head.
"then what good evidence do we have?" i asked.
"none" he said.
"do you want to help with the funeral" i asked trying to get my mind off of it.
"yes" he said.
"ok" i said as i slowly sat on the concrete next to my mother. Frank walked away and i sat in the cold night as if on cue rain started to poor.
"MOM!!!" i yelled louder searching for her. i gave up and sat on the corner of the street with tears streaming down my face. there was nothing but the silence ringing through my ears and leaving me to think. i heard a crack from behind me and turned around to see her i couldnt stand the sight of her, she was the woman who ruined my life and killed me on the inside, unlike Danny who she killed on the outside too. with the built up rage seared through me as i punched her to the ground without hesitation. She laid there blood streaming down her face. i knocked her out.
"Grey!" i heard a shout from down the street to look and see Frank. Danny's friend. He was the only one who never made fun of me. He wasnt my friend either he just stayed there and i knew he was there but i didnt give him much attention. I remained standing over my mom's unconscious body. I felt a hand on my shoulder but turned around to see Frank.
"she did it" he stated what i already knew.
"did you see?" i asked.
"No" he said "i just know" he stated. Danny.
What did you think i was the only one who could communicate with the living?
i heard Andy's voice ring through my head.
"then what good evidence do we have?" i asked.
"none" he said.
"do you want to help with the funeral" i asked trying to get my mind off of it.
"yes" he said.
"ok" i said as i slowly sat on the concrete next to my mother. Frank walked away and i sat in the cold night as if on cue rain started to poor.
Notes
cliche moment thar lolololololol just kiddingcomment rate and subscribe for free hugs
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5/29/13