A Phantoms Vision, chapter 1
Funny isn't it? One minute can change your life. 60 seconds and that's it. Game. Over... There's no reset button like on are video games that we have our eyes glued to most the time. No two more life's or what not. Your finished. So now you better get used to it... There's no turning back for you now, you fucked up, you're a wreak, waste of time to the others. I'm not even going to try to forgive you because your just pathetic, didn't think straight right? Thought so. Well all you can do is blame yourself because believe me no-one else is going to do it for you , well.. he did, and look what happened to him. You practically killed him!
"There's 1 bullet in this gun. But I don't know if its for me or you... "
Anyway, I think a introduction should be made here, I'm Aaron. A teenage boy making his way through High School trying to get my way to train to be a Forensic Scientist, with a twist. I don't play sports... Yes I throw a football about now and then with my brother Rory but doesn't everyone? My passion is music, yet I play no instruments, I just let the lyrics flow through my brain and that is enough for me. Now to what I look like.. Hmm well I have long blonde hair with blue eyes, I don't need to dye my hair black, red, purple or glow in the dark to show that I'm into rock music, I'm about 5'10 and I am 16 living in Eugene, Oregon. Oh and just to let you know I'm half English half American my mums English and my dads American.. Just living in so called 'Freedom' country America. Not that I hate Americans, its just well Government annoys me, there's no discussion these days. So I guess that's enough about me, I'll tell you about the issues going on around here.
"It's too late! Cant you see! We've both messed things up.. Nothing can make it better now. Just leave... "
Things around here have gone weird.. School has started phoning home a lot, its not my grade or anything there fine. I'm not one of these kids that just because I listen to rock music doesn't mean I rebel. My mum just wasn't about much really, parents evenings, college discussions, end of term award shows you name is she just didn't show to them lately. She used to though, always telling me how proud of me she was but now instead of spending 1-2 hours with me at school or whatever she says she has a hectic night planned. Well I have one word for her.. Bullshit.. God she's has got me mad lately. I mean what is her problem! Yes she has a life of her own but she's also got Me, Rory and Ivy, my big sister. Oh yes plus my dad. My dad is generally a nice guy, he always looks out for us always making sure his kids are happy and reassuring mum is loved and cared for, he would do anything for her, you might think he's a softy now but he is! Well unless one of us gets hurt and he's there showing his tough side which really is great about him. But problem with mum is that she hates being fussed over which I think is stupid, she just has a thing about being independent, for example if you ask her how her day was or what did she do, she would probably freak out on you and walk out. Sometimes I don't know how dad puts up with her...
"Jesus Mark! Just get off my back.. Its my life I'll do what I want! I'm not imprisoned to these 4 walls you know!"
So yes, dad started getting down thinking that mum didn't love him anymore. Ivy started taking care of Rory and me? Well I just went to school... came back.. Put music on and wait.. Got tickets to a Green Day gig? I'm not really a fan of Green Day but my friend Corey likes them so I thought we could go see them. Anyway it was the night of the concert and I got ready. Nothing fancy just my jeans, adios, and Korn T-shirt but jesus.. When I saw Corey I thought a tin of green paint had accidentally tipped over him, he dyed his hair green.. And was basically head to toe in green clothing and stuff like that.. With a sign saying "I know Knowledge son of a bitch". My god what a lovely choice in words but I know Knowledge was a Operation Ivy song but why did he have that on a banner?
Anyway we got there and wow... I have to say I was slightly shocked the show was put on really good! I was expecting to be kind of kiddie like really. But they know how to entertain people I know that. So the night went on and sadly ended. We took the train back home and was still on a buzz from the concert, singing songs like Basket Case and Welcome To Paradise, oh and with Corey whining why Billie Joe didn't pick him to play bass for Knowledge. The train came to a halt and we headed are separate ways to get home. After a 15 minute walk home I put my key in the door and stepped in, kicking my adios off in the process and walked into the kitchen. All the lights were off so thought everyone was in bed. I opened the fridge door making the light from it shine through the kitchen, still humming to Welcome To Paradise, god that song is addictive isn't it. And then turning around there was mum standing by the doorframe. Oh great I bet she's going to ask me where I was. Well maybe if you were around mum you would no! I always want to ask her where's she's been but with her attitude I would have better luck finding a pot of gold.
"Well? Going to tell me where you've been? Or you going to gaze into space all night?"
"Why should I tell you? Like you would care. Your never around plus you never tell me where you've gone. "
God she drives me crazy...
"I don't need to tell my 16 year old son where I've been... But he does need to tell me where he's been though... So common spill it."
"Yeah well if you must know a Green Day concert with Corey don't worry I paid with my own mon-"
"Sorry.." she laughs.. Strange. "Where again?"
Oh yeah thanks for cutting me off mum.. Your just full of manners.
"... A Green Day concert with Corey.. Problem?"
"Go to bed.. Put whatever you've got in your hand back in the fridge just go to your room."
Eh? What the hell? What's this about...
"What?"
"You heard me... "
God I think she's finally lost it... Is there a law against me going to a Green Day concert.. If so why wasn't I told! I'm always the last to know with things... So yes I finally gave up to her. I put the milk back in the fridge and went upstairs without enough word. Her attitude is getting worse.. For a 37 year old she sure is weird.
"Age isn't a issue here... Its only 2 digits."
"There's 1 bullet in this gun. But I don't know if its for me or you... "
Anyway, I think a introduction should be made here, I'm Aaron. A teenage boy making his way through High School trying to get my way to train to be a Forensic Scientist, with a twist. I don't play sports... Yes I throw a football about now and then with my brother Rory but doesn't everyone? My passion is music, yet I play no instruments, I just let the lyrics flow through my brain and that is enough for me. Now to what I look like.. Hmm well I have long blonde hair with blue eyes, I don't need to dye my hair black, red, purple or glow in the dark to show that I'm into rock music, I'm about 5'10 and I am 16 living in Eugene, Oregon. Oh and just to let you know I'm half English half American my mums English and my dads American.. Just living in so called 'Freedom' country America. Not that I hate Americans, its just well Government annoys me, there's no discussion these days. So I guess that's enough about me, I'll tell you about the issues going on around here.
"It's too late! Cant you see! We've both messed things up.. Nothing can make it better now. Just leave... "
Things around here have gone weird.. School has started phoning home a lot, its not my grade or anything there fine. I'm not one of these kids that just because I listen to rock music doesn't mean I rebel. My mum just wasn't about much really, parents evenings, college discussions, end of term award shows you name is she just didn't show to them lately. She used to though, always telling me how proud of me she was but now instead of spending 1-2 hours with me at school or whatever she says she has a hectic night planned. Well I have one word for her.. Bullshit.. God she's has got me mad lately. I mean what is her problem! Yes she has a life of her own but she's also got Me, Rory and Ivy, my big sister. Oh yes plus my dad. My dad is generally a nice guy, he always looks out for us always making sure his kids are happy and reassuring mum is loved and cared for, he would do anything for her, you might think he's a softy now but he is! Well unless one of us gets hurt and he's there showing his tough side which really is great about him. But problem with mum is that she hates being fussed over which I think is stupid, she just has a thing about being independent, for example if you ask her how her day was or what did she do, she would probably freak out on you and walk out. Sometimes I don't know how dad puts up with her...
"Jesus Mark! Just get off my back.. Its my life I'll do what I want! I'm not imprisoned to these 4 walls you know!"
So yes, dad started getting down thinking that mum didn't love him anymore. Ivy started taking care of Rory and me? Well I just went to school... came back.. Put music on and wait.. Got tickets to a Green Day gig? I'm not really a fan of Green Day but my friend Corey likes them so I thought we could go see them. Anyway it was the night of the concert and I got ready. Nothing fancy just my jeans, adios, and Korn T-shirt but jesus.. When I saw Corey I thought a tin of green paint had accidentally tipped over him, he dyed his hair green.. And was basically head to toe in green clothing and stuff like that.. With a sign saying "I know Knowledge son of a bitch". My god what a lovely choice in words but I know Knowledge was a Operation Ivy song but why did he have that on a banner?
Anyway we got there and wow... I have to say I was slightly shocked the show was put on really good! I was expecting to be kind of kiddie like really. But they know how to entertain people I know that. So the night went on and sadly ended. We took the train back home and was still on a buzz from the concert, singing songs like Basket Case and Welcome To Paradise, oh and with Corey whining why Billie Joe didn't pick him to play bass for Knowledge. The train came to a halt and we headed are separate ways to get home. After a 15 minute walk home I put my key in the door and stepped in, kicking my adios off in the process and walked into the kitchen. All the lights were off so thought everyone was in bed. I opened the fridge door making the light from it shine through the kitchen, still humming to Welcome To Paradise, god that song is addictive isn't it. And then turning around there was mum standing by the doorframe. Oh great I bet she's going to ask me where I was. Well maybe if you were around mum you would no! I always want to ask her where's she's been but with her attitude I would have better luck finding a pot of gold.
"Well? Going to tell me where you've been? Or you going to gaze into space all night?"
"Why should I tell you? Like you would care. Your never around plus you never tell me where you've gone. "
God she drives me crazy...
"I don't need to tell my 16 year old son where I've been... But he does need to tell me where he's been though... So common spill it."
"Yeah well if you must know a Green Day concert with Corey don't worry I paid with my own mon-"
"Sorry.." she laughs.. Strange. "Where again?"
Oh yeah thanks for cutting me off mum.. Your just full of manners.
"... A Green Day concert with Corey.. Problem?"
"Go to bed.. Put whatever you've got in your hand back in the fridge just go to your room."
Eh? What the hell? What's this about...
"What?"
"You heard me... "
God I think she's finally lost it... Is there a law against me going to a Green Day concert.. If so why wasn't I told! I'm always the last to know with things... So yes I finally gave up to her. I put the milk back in the fridge and went upstairs without enough word. Her attitude is getting worse.. For a 37 year old she sure is weird.
"Age isn't a issue here... Its only 2 digits."
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