Ghost Of Me, chapter 1
I walked down the road slowly dragging my feet.
I hated the place I lived in.
I lived in an Urban/Pop surrounding.
Nearly everyone at the school I went to were into Rap/Hip hop/Pop or RnB.
I didnt like it at all though.
I was one of the very, very few in my town that listened to any form of Rock.
I opened the front door with my key and let myself in.
"Fuck, It's freezing out there..." I mumbled.
My mum came around the corner and looked me up and down.
"What on earth are you wearing?" She said shocked.
"My clothes..." I answered.
"Thats not good enough, change" She said.
"Fuck no, I'm not gonna change for you, I'm not gonna change for no one!" I yelled.
Mum gave me a stern look and I just rolled my eyes and went up to my room.
I turned on my sterio and blasted my Dookie cd.
My little sister Sara came into the room.
"TURN THAT FUCKING RACKET OFF!" she yelled.
"FUCK YOU!" I yelled back.
My dad came up stairs pulling my brother behind him.
"You two are the idiots in this family, You have brought shame to us all!" He said letting go of my brother.
Me and my brother Jimmy have a very close relaitionship.
He likes rock and so do I. He wears eyeliner and so do I.
We like the same bands and write music and stuff.
If I had to choose who I would have to save one day it would be my brother.
My brother got up and dusted himself off.
My dad walked away.
Jimmy mumbled "Miserable motherfucker..."
I laughed a little.
"Hey... I made you smile... Do it again" He said excitedly."
"Nah... I have stuff to do..." I said pulling down my sleeves so he couldn't see my arm.
He reached towards my arm but I jerked away.
"Get lost..." I mumbled.
"You did it again, didnt you?" He asked seriously.
"No... I didnt" I answered.
"You lying bitch... Let me see..." He said.
I pulled up the sleeve to show a cutt in my wrist.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to... You know what could happen... And you would risk it all to be happy for one second..." He said softly.
"Yes..." I whispered.
He gave me a gentle look and sat down on the bed next to me.
"Look, I now it's hard but please... Stop for at least a month... Thats all I ask... Please..." He pleded.
"Alright..." I said.
He smiled and left the room.
I decided to go out.
I got dressed and re-did my eyeliner.
Jimmy walked into my room.
"Where do you think your going?" He asked.
"Out..." I answered.
"Where though?" He asked again.
"Just hanging out with some people... You know... The normal..." I answered.
"Carl's gonna be there right?" He said.
"Yea... Carl will be there... Don't worry so much" I replied.
I left the house and walked down the street to my mates house. My mate was Carl. He was the coolest guy I have ever met. I met him when I was 2yrs old and ever since we have been mates.
I knocked on his door.
He answered it wearing his AFI band tee and his Black skinny jeans.
"Okay, We goin or what?" He said.
"Sure" I answered.
I walked over to his car and hopped in.
He sat in the drivers seat and turned on the car.
"Um... I think the place we are goin to is just down the road" He said softly.
He drove out of the drive way and down the road.
He pulled up at 164 birdwood cres.
"Carl, I know this house..." I said.
"Yea... Remember the time we had in here... Well guess what!" He said.
"What?" I asked.
"Sasha bought it and gave it a make-over and now it's the new hang out" He said smiling.
"Yes..." I said excitedly.
We walked inside and went to Sasha.
"Dude, You guys wants some crack?" She asked.
"Sure!" Me and Carl both said.
Sasha handed us both some crack and we sat down and started to smoke it.
Just as the party was really getting on it's feet Sasha'a parents showed up.
"SHIT!" nearly everyone yelled as they were running back home.
Me and Carl stayed with Sasha while she was getting told off.
"Fuck off mr and mrs blake" Carl said.
They ended up getting into a fight and Carl was put in a police cell for the night.
I hated the place I lived in.
I lived in an Urban/Pop surrounding.
Nearly everyone at the school I went to were into Rap/Hip hop/Pop or RnB.
I didnt like it at all though.
I was one of the very, very few in my town that listened to any form of Rock.
I opened the front door with my key and let myself in.
"Fuck, It's freezing out there..." I mumbled.
My mum came around the corner and looked me up and down.
"What on earth are you wearing?" She said shocked.
"My clothes..." I answered.
"Thats not good enough, change" She said.
"Fuck no, I'm not gonna change for you, I'm not gonna change for no one!" I yelled.
Mum gave me a stern look and I just rolled my eyes and went up to my room.
I turned on my sterio and blasted my Dookie cd.
My little sister Sara came into the room.
"TURN THAT FUCKING RACKET OFF!" she yelled.
"FUCK YOU!" I yelled back.
My dad came up stairs pulling my brother behind him.
"You two are the idiots in this family, You have brought shame to us all!" He said letting go of my brother.
Me and my brother Jimmy have a very close relaitionship.
He likes rock and so do I. He wears eyeliner and so do I.
We like the same bands and write music and stuff.
If I had to choose who I would have to save one day it would be my brother.
My brother got up and dusted himself off.
My dad walked away.
Jimmy mumbled "Miserable motherfucker..."
I laughed a little.
"Hey... I made you smile... Do it again" He said excitedly."
"Nah... I have stuff to do..." I said pulling down my sleeves so he couldn't see my arm.
He reached towards my arm but I jerked away.
"Get lost..." I mumbled.
"You did it again, didnt you?" He asked seriously.
"No... I didnt" I answered.
"You lying bitch... Let me see..." He said.
I pulled up the sleeve to show a cutt in my wrist.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to... You know what could happen... And you would risk it all to be happy for one second..." He said softly.
"Yes..." I whispered.
He gave me a gentle look and sat down on the bed next to me.
"Look, I now it's hard but please... Stop for at least a month... Thats all I ask... Please..." He pleded.
"Alright..." I said.
He smiled and left the room.
I decided to go out.
I got dressed and re-did my eyeliner.
Jimmy walked into my room.
"Where do you think your going?" He asked.
"Out..." I answered.
"Where though?" He asked again.
"Just hanging out with some people... You know... The normal..." I answered.
"Carl's gonna be there right?" He said.
"Yea... Carl will be there... Don't worry so much" I replied.
I left the house and walked down the street to my mates house. My mate was Carl. He was the coolest guy I have ever met. I met him when I was 2yrs old and ever since we have been mates.
I knocked on his door.
He answered it wearing his AFI band tee and his Black skinny jeans.
"Okay, We goin or what?" He said.
"Sure" I answered.
I walked over to his car and hopped in.
He sat in the drivers seat and turned on the car.
"Um... I think the place we are goin to is just down the road" He said softly.
He drove out of the drive way and down the road.
He pulled up at 164 birdwood cres.
"Carl, I know this house..." I said.
"Yea... Remember the time we had in here... Well guess what!" He said.
"What?" I asked.
"Sasha bought it and gave it a make-over and now it's the new hang out" He said smiling.
"Yes..." I said excitedly.
We walked inside and went to Sasha.
"Dude, You guys wants some crack?" She asked.
"Sure!" Me and Carl both said.
Sasha handed us both some crack and we sat down and started to smoke it.
Just as the party was really getting on it's feet Sasha'a parents showed up.
"SHIT!" nearly everyone yelled as they were running back home.
Me and Carl stayed with Sasha while she was getting told off.
"Fuck off mr and mrs blake" Carl said.
They ended up getting into a fight and Carl was put in a police cell for the night.
