Cryptics.
1) We stand before our shattered past.
2) Don't speak you'll only make things worse.
3) Pain is Inevitable. Suffering is Optional.
Story.
Kia flinched after the long silence. She remembered all too well her father. She looked out past the glistening window out into the distance going back to her childhood. ~FlAsHbAcK~ It was a nice summer day and she and her sister, Tina, were coming home from school. They tore into the house and ran straight for the kitchen. Their mother had decided to go check on her husband in the livingroom. What she found though wasn't a peacefully asleep father on the couch, but a corpse dangling from a rope in the middle of the room. The first thing that escaped her lips was a piercing scream. Kia and Tina came running to see what happened, to be faced with the suicide crime of their father. They looked on unable to tear their eyes away from the tradgedy, forever scarred with the memory. Kia shut her eyes tightly shunning the vision from her mind. Broken home sad stories. Seen it all done it all. Just a giant pile of bs. Kia allowed herself to move from the kitchen and to the livingroom. She grabbed her backpack and landed on the couch. "Time for some much hated homework." mumbled Kia taking out some paper and a pencil. She began to write her essay on a book she was forced to read in class. "This blows." she whispered and saw something move out the corner of her eye. She looked over and saw her mother reach into a cupboard and bring out some Vodka, Whiskey, Jack Daniels, and a big glass to once again drink away her sorrow. Kia just looked back down and continued her homework in silence. Her world was slowly crashing and she had yet to grab a ledge, sinking deeper into the self pity and sorrow of her life. And some people call me a liar.
To Be Continued. . .
