Love isn't about loving the perfect person, it's about loving the imperfect person...perfectly.



~Unknown


Sunday, April 11, 2010

Things Change and So Do People (Chapter 1)

Okay, I know this one is short but I can't write another chapter until Corgii emails me her characters, hope you like chapter 1 of "Things Change and So Do People"

 Jesse ran, ran for her freedom, ran from her dad's mistakes. She had no intention of ever going this far into a world of desperation. As she ran, her head was turned, lengthening the distance between her dad's world and the unknown. Jesse suddenly stumbled, loosing her footing. Tumbling twelve feet into the ground, Jesse swarmed through thickets or thorns, sticks and stones, and humiliation.
  Frightened by the impact of gravity, Jesse couldn't stop the endless fall. Then, darkness crept in as she flew into a tree. The dark took over her mind, her body, shutting it all down.


Told you it was really short but oh well! Hope you like it and I hope Corgii emails me soon! Keep your fingers crossed!

Things Change and So Do People (Prologue)

Hiya! This is my first section of "Things Change and So Do People", the only characters I know of are the dad, the wolf (which won't be in this section....it's the introduction to her leaving), and Jesse.
Dad= A Secret! O:
Wolf= One of Corgii's characters (undecided)
Jesse=Me
Okay, hope you like the first section of "Things Change and So Do People"....if you have any questions just comment.

Opening the door, Jesse walked in the door to find the usual, her alcholic dad (or as he called it 'soberphobic') on their couch with a six pack of Bud Light on the floor.
  "Dad?" No answer, "Dad? Dad?!" Jesse stumbled through the beer bottles and shook her dad. He was passed out...go figure.
  Jesse filed her homework into her folder as her father gathered himself away from his slumber.
  "Dinner's in the microwave." Jesse mumbled.
 "O--okay...did you have a g-good day at school?" He was too drunk to talk properly and could hardly scramble to his feet.
"Dad, really? Why can't you be normal?"
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"Why do you have to be drunk every hour on the hour?" He suddenly fell to the floor, tears streaming from his prickly face.
"I'm Sorry" he croaked, "I-I drink because it takes away the pain." He cupped a hand to his forehead.
"Of what?"
"Your mom" His face was on the ground. The room sounded of a blazing tv and soft sobs. Oh, brother...
  Jesse replayed the scene in her head, thinking of his sorrow. Then, anger set in. It was five years ago! As he wasted away the years drinking, he grew more depressed...that was HIS fault! Jesse was finished with the relentless self pity and shame. If she wanted to leave then she had to do it soon....tonight.