The happy cherished life of Amanda and Karietta Love were to be shortened. Amanda was only eleven, when she found out that she had to play the role of "Mother Figure". Mandy and Karrie's mother had died of a rare disease that was very uncommon in this day of age. It wasn't long before that their grandparents from both sides had died and a horrible tragedy had happened to most of their aunts, uncles, and cousins. Their father called it,"The Love Family Curse." Their father was with them, until Mandy turned eighteen and Karrie turned five. No one knows whether he died or disappeared, but he was gone. Mandy had to quit school, and become a mom, dad, and a sister to Karrie. She made sure that Karrie had a good day at school, that he lunch was packed, dinner was made, and that she had a good healthy breakfast. She also had to learn from books and computers so she can still have knowledge and education, even if it was unprofessional. Mandy had lost all of her friends and everything because they thought she had "changed" and got sick of them, but what those immature little brats didn't realize is that Mandy was a stay at home mom/dad/sister. She wasn't even considered a teenager anymore. She was considered a responsible young lady that put her sister first. She made money by selling pop cans and helping neighbors for cash, since she still couldn't get a part time job and didn't try to dare to get a babysitter. She would rather trust a smart beagle to look after her sister than another teen or young adult that has no experience what so ever. She was a grown up now, and did a good job of acting like one.
One night in the summertime, Mandy was asleep in her bedroom, as she felt Karrie crawl in beside of her. Mandy woke up sleepily and asked,"Karrie, what are you doing?" "I had a bad dream that the monster that killed Mommy and Daddy went after me." "For the last time Karrie. No one killed Mom and Dad! Mom was sick and we don't know if Dad's dead or not. So go back to bed." "Can I sleep with you?" "Again? Karrie, we've had this talk-" "Please?" "Fine, but no kicking, hair pulling, or humming. Goodnight." "Goodnight Sissy. Don't let the bad man get us." "Ugh, there is no....never mind, just go to sleep and dream of magical, soft, sparkly, pink and blue sheep that sing lullibies to you or whatever. Goodnight,Karrie. Go to sleep!" Mandy had to make sure that Karrie had a good night's sleep. Her nightmares have gotten out of control since their mother passed away. Mandy had also lost most of her love and hope towards her father since he left, yet some nights she cries softly in her sleep, thinking what if she was wrong and something terrible REALLY did happen to their father. But other nights she really has no idea what on earth happened. Maybe there really was a bad man out to get them. Some nights, Mandy wishes to wake up and find out that this is all a horrible nightmare and that she'll wake up to find everyone here. Her dream is to wake up from this harsh reality and find herself with her mother and father, having an education and not quitting school to be a full time mother/sister/babysitter, to be a real teenager and have fun, knowing that the dark abyss of sadness and death is blocked by the force-field of love and joy. Mandy tried not crying in her sleep, she hated crying around Karrie.
The dark figure of Pure Evil crept into the house of the orphaned sisters. He went into the younger sister's bedroom, ever so quietly. No one. He walked across the hall to the older sister's bedroom and saw the two sisters in the same bed together, protecting each other from the bad. He walked over and petted the young girl's hair and said in an evil quiet voice,"What a perfect specimen she is. I'll take her as my own and have her older sister wondering around the meadows to go insane and die." He took both of them without waking them, and took them away.
One night in the summertime, Mandy was asleep in her bedroom, as she felt Karrie crawl in beside of her. Mandy woke up sleepily and asked,"Karrie, what are you doing?" "I had a bad dream that the monster that killed Mommy and Daddy went after me." "For the last time Karrie. No one killed Mom and Dad! Mom was sick and we don't know if Dad's dead or not. So go back to bed." "Can I sleep with you?" "Again? Karrie, we've had this talk-" "Please?" "Fine, but no kicking, hair pulling, or humming. Goodnight." "Goodnight Sissy. Don't let the bad man get us." "Ugh, there is no....never mind, just go to sleep and dream of magical, soft, sparkly, pink and blue sheep that sing lullibies to you or whatever. Goodnight,Karrie. Go to sleep!" Mandy had to make sure that Karrie had a good night's sleep. Her nightmares have gotten out of control since their mother passed away. Mandy had also lost most of her love and hope towards her father since he left, yet some nights she cries softly in her sleep, thinking what if she was wrong and something terrible REALLY did happen to their father. But other nights she really has no idea what on earth happened. Maybe there really was a bad man out to get them. Some nights, Mandy wishes to wake up and find out that this is all a horrible nightmare and that she'll wake up to find everyone here. Her dream is to wake up from this harsh reality and find herself with her mother and father, having an education and not quitting school to be a full time mother/sister/babysitter, to be a real teenager and have fun, knowing that the dark abyss of sadness and death is blocked by the force-field of love and joy. Mandy tried not crying in her sleep, she hated crying around Karrie.
The dark figure of Pure Evil crept into the house of the orphaned sisters. He went into the younger sister's bedroom, ever so quietly. No one. He walked across the hall to the older sister's bedroom and saw the two sisters in the same bed together, protecting each other from the bad. He walked over and petted the young girl's hair and said in an evil quiet voice,"What a perfect specimen she is. I'll take her as my own and have her older sister wondering around the meadows to go insane and die." He took both of them without waking them, and took them away.
I needed more, more! I threw the book across the dimly lit, wooden attic. The book hit a stack of old newspapers. I tore open yet another book. Nothing would give me my answers.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” said Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” said Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
upset
and so many thoughts
circling around
your head,
you try to make
this right,
to find the best way
so you could feel better,
so you could be free.
Pain will never
go away,
it always stays
to remember you
that life is not a dream,
life is unpredictable.
Endless questions,
so many "Why",
but the answer
we will
never find!
The strength within
will not let us crack,
life is unpredictable,
who's to say?
Today you're happy,
and yet
despair waits
stealthily
to engulf you.
But,
you need to be prepared.
Not only bad things
happen to bad people.
Unfortunately,
so many pure,
honored hearts
have been broken for
so many times,
in so many pieces,
and yet
they live,
they live with
their agony,
they live with
their groan,
but they live,
tho their eyes are
always sad,
their hearts are
still softly.
Therefore
they know...
Therefore
they are...
The brightest star
that shines
in the dark,
that spark of hope
for all of us
who deserve better.
When you look at the night sky, what do you see?
In my eyes,
I see the moon as a peaceful spirit,
watching over me.
When you stop and listen to the wind, what do you hear?
In my eyes,
The wind sings to me and tells tales.
When you feel the sun on your back, what do you think?
In my eyes,
The sun reaches out and gives me a warm smile.
When you hear a flowing stream, how does it sound?
In my eyes,
The stream is floating in my heart and soul, drifting on and on.
When you look at me, what do you see?
In my eyes,
I see an average girl who is silently struggling inside.
But that's all in my eyes.
In my eyes,
I see the moon as a peaceful spirit,
watching over me.
When you stop and listen to the wind, what do you hear?
In my eyes,
The wind sings to me and tells tales.
When you feel the sun on your back, what do you think?
In my eyes,
The sun reaches out and gives me a warm smile.
When you hear a flowing stream, how does it sound?
In my eyes,
The stream is floating in my heart and soul, drifting on and on.
When you look at me, what do you see?
In my eyes,
I see an average girl who is silently struggling inside.
But that's all in my eyes.
Its too dark
Too dark to see what is going on
Tripping over the couch
Slamming into the wall
stepping on the remote
It was too dark
The undone dishes
The scattered roses
The broken picture
My broken heart
It was too dark
Believing it would change
That he would change
A Waste
A waste of my time
My Effort
The “No Messages” left on my phone
It was too dark
It was too dark to see what had happened
Too dark to try to fix things
Its just too dark
Someone turn on the light
That light bulb in my head of what Ive done wrong
Its too dark
Too dark to see what is going on
Tripping over the couch
Slamming into the wall
stepping on the remote
It was too dark
The undone dishes
The scattered roses
The broken picture
My broken heart
It was too dark
Believing it would change
That he would change
A Waste
A waste of my time
My Effort
The “No Messages” left on my phone
It was too dark
It was too dark to see what had happened
Too dark to try to fix things
Its just too dark
Someone turn on the light
That light bulb in my head of what Ive done wrong
Its too dark
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please if you need advice, just try it.
the new Dear Annie
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