this is rough draft of the possible
sequel to fallen..
but it's not for sure
people so don't freak out.
also, i might/will make changes... not sure... but i probably will...
unless you like it so far this way...
Ashes. That's all that's left of my sister, Quinn, gone. I couldn't move, my eyes were locked on the ashes, and I was wondering if I should just wait here until I die, because I felt like- no, I did just screw everything up. Where would I go anyways? I live in a apartment, but I feel broken apart like I'd fall to pieces if I tried to walk anywhere, but yet I'm standing here like a statue. I was to frozen to even show any emotion. Nothing. I could practically know what my face was looking like without looking in a mirror, no emotion, just lips pressed together, eyes looking straight.
I felt like I should be crying, but it's not going to bring her back. This was her decision. But, I'd destroyed two lives, hers and James.
James. I let that sink in. It was truly my fault he died. I let out a tiny whimper, but then sealed my mouth shut before I could completely loose control of myself.
I knew that I had to go, standing here feeling sorry for myself won't help. Nothing would. The only thing that I should be thinking about, well, the question I should try to be answering is... what to do now?
What would my father say? What would my mother say?
Mother. Father. It was Quinn's fault they were dead! I could still have a mother and a father if it wasn't for her! I could be with my mother right now. I could be with my father. I could have been a only child and live a great life if it wasn't for Quinn, who ended up doing no good anyways!
I shook my head. No, don't think of that. Quinn didn't like this either. She'd agree with what I was thinking, as insulting as it was.
I remembered what she had said... "Well what if I don’t want a sister who abandoned me to protect herself?!" She'd died hating me.
I couldn't control myself. tears poured from my eyes, I let out huge sobs.
you'd think that this blog would have all upbeat stuff... your wrong.. lol. wait... why
am i laughing?
who knows why i do most of the stuff i do... to be
honest :P
(fallen is even SADDER.. well... i think so, no i KNOW so. heh.)
again, this is just a possibility so..
don't pull your pants up in a bunch..
or whatever they say. :P
feedback?
(be nice to the poor poor poor india... her birthday is this sunday....)
oh!!!
you'd think that this blog would have all upbeat stuff... your wrong.. lol. wait... why
am i laughing?
who knows why i do most of the stuff i do... to be
honest :P
(fallen is even SADDER.. well... i think so, no i KNOW so. heh.)
again, this is just a possibility so..
don't pull your pants up in a bunch..
or whatever they say. :P
feedback?
(be nice to the poor poor poor india... her birthday is this sunday....)
oh!!!
Weeeehoooooo, someone is going to be 11! m
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