8th Street- The End!

The Reality
I woke up.
-It was the same dream again!Another nightmare.
I prepare myself for school.
Silently again I am walking on the same street,greeting the same people,whose smile is just so false as mine.
In this world,where people only have nightmares and the beauty of life isn't visible, I would wich just some seconds to be able to feel something, to watch the clear blue sky and his colors simbolizing his emotions, I would wich to feel pain, happiness and not just empty acts of people who are just like me, full of hope of someday be able to go to the real world.

8th Street- The End?- 4°Chapter

Everything Falls Apart
After my dad run away from home my mom entered in a state of depression.Everything she had lived for had fallen apart. She did care for us, the moments that we spent together were nostalgic and sometimes fun...me and my brother would always sit beside her and listen to all her stories, her favourite was when she met our father.
She used to say that when we look for something important we won't find her in the beautiful places under the sunset but in the places we don't even imagine.
Her depression gradually get worse until the day when she decided to kill herself ...I didn't knew of anything.It was a normal day I was coming from school when I passed the same river I always do and then when I look up I see my brother trying to save my mom that was falling of the bridge.There was nothing the doctors could do my mom died and my brother too trying to save her.
Since that day I didn't trust anyone and my heart turned into dust that could never be able to fix himself ever again.

8th Street - 3° Chapter

Don't go!
Even then with all that problems and my family being boring I still loved them ...my little brother, my mother, my dad.
I never knew that something like that would happen... even now if someone told me I wouldn't believe them.
I always worship my dad, a man of words, simple, kind but at the same time kind of mysterious.I never knew he would betray me and my mom like that.
I still don't know why he run away, maybe feeling "Tired"? What lame excuse.He had no right to walk away like that, if he didn't love us in the first place why did he stay?
I still continued wondering the all thing in my mind, but keep trying to understand is exausting and I already am out of energy in my heart....

8th Street - 2° Chapter

Past
Theres a brief moment when you suddenly realize that all you had spent in your life was the best thing you could ever had,even with good and bad things, until the day that someone tooks that from you and that brief moment in an instant becomes your all life.
I used to think that my family was the most "boring" thing in life.We were always doing the same things, eating the same recipes, laughing about the same jokes.Now I know why we did that. My Mom was just thinking about a way to make time pass faster because all her life the only thing she wanted was for her husband to be with her, to care for her,to love her...but deep down she knew that that was just a delusion.

8th Street- 1° Chapter

The Street
It's Thursday, and there I am walking like nothing happend once again.Walking in this silent street empty and dark, without making any sound.My steps echo in my ears and repeat the same sound every second,and every time more soundly.I am in rush to go home.I came from school and I am tired.
- I'm home!
No one answers.
-That's right I forgot, again! - and tears come into my eyes- There's just me.
I'm not dumb I know that I am alone but the habit is much more stronger, and it breaks me apart to do it everyday.I go to my room, do my homework, and then I start cooking my dinner.I eat it silently and go to bed.
One More Day Passed!

Introduction

Hi!I don't know if you will read this but if you do then I will have to say something so here it goes:
I am a normal person, a girl to be precise, but I'm not english so if you see some mistakes, don't mind warn me I would be very grateful.
I don't have much to say about me just another girl like everyone else but I think if  we look close we will see that not everyone is equall they will always have that "special thing" that no one notices before.
This blog is just something I made because I was boring but it's still me, my thoughts, in it.
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Thank you for your attention!!