Walking into nothingness, chapter 1
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Hello, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Elise, I'm 14 years old, and I'm obviously a freak. You don't understand now, but in time you will.
March 22, 2005 (1 year ago)
"Elise! Wait up! Damn girl you walk really fast, wait for me! Damn you, WAIT!!" My best friend and only friend, Janine, yelled to me.
"What do you want Janine?"
"For you to slow down, I mean hell, slow down for the girl who doesnt way 98 pounds and isnt very athletic and enjoys to sit on her ass and watch cartoons all day and occasionaly skate board, jeez."
"What are you doing, advertising yourself for a dating company?"
"No, I have no reason to...now. Remember Justin? Hmm yeah, the guy who's exactly two years ahead of us in his 1st year of high school? Hmm yea, we're goin' out now. WOOT WOOT!!"
"Have you lost your mind?"
"As a matter of fact...yes...yes I have...wait...no...it's right...here!" She said pulling out a roll of duct tape out of her backpack.
"Why do you have that?"
"I dunno, Tre gave it to me...hmm...I cant choose who I love more...Justin or Tre, Justin or Tre....hmm...TRE!"
"Then why are you going out with Justin tonight?"
"I'm hungry, he's takin' me to a fancy ass resturant, and hes paying. You'd do it too. Well, I gotta go damn. If I'm late mom will kill me...literally, you know, 6 feet under ground kinda way."
"She still beating you?"
She didnt answer, she just ran in the direction her house was in.
*Home*
"MOM? ARE YOU HOME??HELLO?"
Damn she left again, this time to London. Oh joy.
'Dear Elise, I'm sorry but I have to take a trip to London to meet your father. There's 400 dollars in my top dresser drawer, spend it however you want, I dont care.'
Since when were we rich?
'P.S.
I won the lottery'
AM I DREAMING!
Nope, guess not.
I laid sprawled out on the floor, looking at the ceiling fan watching it go around and around and around. Ok enough of that, I'm starting to get a little dizzy. So I decided to call Janine.
"Hey you've reached Janine, I'm not answering my phone right now. I'll call you back later, just tell me who you are so I don't have to fucking think for an hour trying to figure out who you are! Dumbass oh yea...NAUGHTY KOOL-AID YES I AM!!"
Shit. What if she was late getting home?
March 22, 2005 (1 year ago)
"Elise! Wait up! Damn girl you walk really fast, wait for me! Damn you, WAIT!!" My best friend and only friend, Janine, yelled to me.
"What do you want Janine?"
"For you to slow down, I mean hell, slow down for the girl who doesnt way 98 pounds and isnt very athletic and enjoys to sit on her ass and watch cartoons all day and occasionaly skate board, jeez."
"What are you doing, advertising yourself for a dating company?"
"No, I have no reason to...now. Remember Justin? Hmm yeah, the guy who's exactly two years ahead of us in his 1st year of high school? Hmm yea, we're goin' out now. WOOT WOOT!!"
"Have you lost your mind?"
"As a matter of fact...yes...yes I have...wait...no...it's right...here!" She said pulling out a roll of duct tape out of her backpack.
"Why do you have that?"
"I dunno, Tre gave it to me...hmm...I cant choose who I love more...Justin or Tre, Justin or Tre....hmm...TRE!"
"Then why are you going out with Justin tonight?"
"I'm hungry, he's takin' me to a fancy ass resturant, and hes paying. You'd do it too. Well, I gotta go damn. If I'm late mom will kill me...literally, you know, 6 feet under ground kinda way."
"She still beating you?"
She didnt answer, she just ran in the direction her house was in.
*Home*
"MOM? ARE YOU HOME??HELLO?"
Damn she left again, this time to London. Oh joy.
'Dear Elise, I'm sorry but I have to take a trip to London to meet your father. There's 400 dollars in my top dresser drawer, spend it however you want, I dont care.'
Since when were we rich?
'P.S.
I won the lottery'
AM I DREAMING!
Nope, guess not.
I laid sprawled out on the floor, looking at the ceiling fan watching it go around and around and around. Ok enough of that, I'm starting to get a little dizzy. So I decided to call Janine.
"Hey you've reached Janine, I'm not answering my phone right now. I'll call you back later, just tell me who you are so I don't have to fucking think for an hour trying to figure out who you are! Dumbass oh yea...NAUGHTY KOOL-AID YES I AM!!"
Shit. What if she was late getting home?
