It’s a bright morning. Yet a cold one..
Not that it feels bad, just colder than a Floridian expects y’know? My phones ringing, it’s her of course. It’s always her-
“Hello?”
“Goooooodmoorningggg!!!”
She’s always so enthusiastic.. how does she do it? I’m ready to
roll back over and call it a day.
“Morning-soft chuckle- What’s up?” There’s always something up. Especially if she’s up, she works night shifts and usually sleep until after noon, so when she up at nine in the morning, she most likely-
“You got a blunt?”
“Of course, you know I usually do. Want me to come over?”
“Bet. See ya soon, be safe, love you.”
I said the same back and we hung up. I walked down to her place which is just a five minute walk down the street. As usual she was waiting out on the porch and yelled “Marcooo!!” and i responded with “Pollooo”, it’s our thing. Our thing. That’s such a weird way to put it… I think I should tell her. I - I want her to be my girlfriend… it’s been over a year now.. she has to know right?!
“Hey- what you thinking about?” She laughed hard with her beautiful smile. I’ve got to-
“You really want to know?”
“Duh.. didn’t I just ask”
“Just know.. I knew i’d regret it if i didn’t say it right now.”
“Okay..? Sounds like your about to be gay.. are you about to be gay?” She laughs softly, keeping eye contact though.. Say it.. just -
“I like you.”
“I like you too… gay .. you’re gay”
She laughed and I did as well.. and we kissed with the cold thin air blowing against our face and a bright sun beaming. Beaming with joy Ive never thought I’d feel.
{{The end. This is a little fiction/non fiction story. A short way of a telling a special story. Our story.}}
I love you forever Shay<3.
My best friend and my lover. <~~Rek’Zi🥰
The favorite child. That’s been a frequent topic in my family. Heh.
Not mad or upset about it but just wondering if my brother has owned up to the title yet. Stopped denying it and saying i’m said “favorite child”, all because i did sports and was like “not being grateful”. Simply because i quit once or twice because of my anger. Which i did and still do own up to as my own personal problem and fault for it not being a “bad thing” in my mind for awhile. I thought it was healthy. But as me and my sibling(s) talked about this “favorite child” crap. It made me realize. To just be grateful for everything and be less focused on what “you got” and “we got”.
I love you so much my two siblings. (Still agree my brother was and still kinda is said
“favorite child”)
lol xD
Ever wonder why people don’t have birthday parties?
{Seven hours later}
Lights so bright..
Music so .. loud but my body can’t help but feel the beat.
“HeYyY! H—py b thday man! HeAre-“ Shover of the bunch. And peer pressure is definitely his middle name.
(gulp) Ugh, (burp) - mmhm that’s-that’s harsh.. “Ah dude- why ?-“ “Why wha-“ {The guy fell , the doors slammed open Sirens. Police. All. Barged right in. }
illegal much? Oh- wait, it’s also FBI. Hhuhh? I did- They’re saying i did something ….? Wait what did i-..do-…. huhh?……
{He looked around to see dead bodies all in his house. He’s been holding a knife, not a drink..??
“Oh my-“ Almost every cop and his parents and siblings said this over and over .. .. In complete denial and shock.
He cackled crazily realizing that his mouth was open and pouring out blood from the slashes and cuts that had been causing his teeth to fall out too.
the man was so anxious he murdered his party guests What happened?}
Find out at the interview he’s on his way to. Srry for the cliffhanger!
((CONTINUATION, READ FIRST PART!!))
Going back to the start of Levri’s new life here. Back when he first moved into town. It wasn’t so bad. He did have a bit of trouble getting *in* of course. He had connections though. So he was able to be processed faster than the average person. Which is funny considering he had to argue for so long. His connections are a bit hard to explain.
As is this order of conduct in this country. It’s pretty air tight when it comes to security, and making sure the town folks and safe. Of course that’s mainly the higher-ups, aka the Mayor and her minions, that are in control, responsibility, fault, any other word you can think of when you think of her whole town of people, hurt, dead. She would be a failure. A failure. She was never looking to be a failure.
So, she made sure everything here was one hundred percent authentic and safe. Not just anyone can come in, and not just anyone can go out.
Good thing L is perfectly fine with never leaving this beautiful place. The ones his parents led him towards, with a simple treasure hunt. Yup, L found it about a week ago. Just cleaning out his closet.
”How did i never notice this when putting new pictures in here?” Shrugging it off he then got to work on the hunt.
For his parents? Treasure???!!!!!
He has no clue, but if they really were the ones to leave this behind for him, it must be something important, something good.
Once getting into town and his little ole home, he began to settle in. Planning on what to get first for the fridge and cabinets. Along with the bathroom and living room.
He’s already decided to decide tomorrow, he had a long trip, he’s not going to be able to even stay up.
He’s actually already sleeping.
^It was all becoming real. A bit too real.^ Treat stood in the middle of the dark street, where the street lights and the darkness met. He’s been walking up and down this road for eternity. Yet, Treat still continues testing to see if the loop will ever un-loop itself. ^Brauk was just telling a lie. It’s not something that can happen. I mean all he did was show me some silly video game that one of his favorite streamers played awhile back. He said not to worry about it happening for real, as long as I don’t do anything stupid.^ He suddenly started thinking deep, but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to keep thinking deep. Treat thought back to what happened after they finished watching. He went home, and bought it. Bought the game Brauk specifically explained it was not to be played or, even messed with if you buy it for geeks and popularity, unless you want to be played like a game too. A horrifying one at that.
<<<<<ToBeContinued>>>>>> (srry for cliffhanger my streak though!!!)
“You’re the smartest kind of stupid.”
What does that even mean? All I did was get the question wrong. How am i stupid? How can i be smart and stupid? Shit, I’m not sure if u can even talk back right now.
“Ella? Why’d you go quiet? I was just messing with you sweetheart.”
“Don’t call me sweetheart.” I am so tired. I’ve been here for 30 days. I ended up here because i answered a question about like….the system and the world. Somehow I managed to get it wrong. Here, you go away when that happens. I just now found this out. I have only been living in this neighborhood for three days. They didn’t tell me anything.
“You just going to be a little quiet sassy Ella? Why you look so upset.” His puppy dog eyes.
Gross. “I’m quiet because you kidnapped me you, motherf-cking bastard.”
He leaned in. “Get off, I don’t even know you!” I struggled. He’s pretty strong and i’m pretty, not strong. I’m so sorry Maya. Momma is coming home soon. I just. Need to get my memory back. I remember nothing but answering the question and then walked away. I even had Ma’ in my arms. …. ….. …
Holy shit. I had Maya on my hip when that happened. My adrenaline was high enough that i could push him off me. I took a breathe.
“Where’s my daughter? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH-“
“Shh shh.. don’t worry darling. Mama is safe and sound. Just down the hall.”
“I don’t even know if i can trust you. All you’ve done is harass and grab me in places that you shouldn’t be.” All of a sudden i couldn’t hold my anger back.
“WHERES MAYA?”
“Really want to know?.”
“YES . Tell me right now or I’ll slit your damn eyes out and feed them to your ass. Hurry up.”
He’s just chucking. What the fuck.
“She’s going through a .. testing process. Hehe a bit of a pain inducing one but very very much worth it!”
…. What???….. What do i do…
(Quick and Short. Writing Streak Almost Lost😭😭😭!)
Worlds upon worlds, realms and dimensions of all sorts of different ways to explore the unknown and find out more. More about this theory known as never dying. Never dying is the only goal. It’s a town secret here in Pinkwan County. Where everything *was* pink. There’s about 30,000 people who live here. Only about 100, maybe 200, people are in on the plan. The plan they call “The Forever Alternative.” Where humans who qualify, may be let into the system, and be transported to “AlternativeT.”
The first and most creative idea humans have had. To get into “AlternativeT”, oh you must kill your own adored and loved ones.
The year is 3027, sometime in October. The exact date is unknown since the whole world’s population has gone from being above ground, to being so far underground they are not even remotely far from the core of the planet. This issue is the least problematic one. The core isn’t really their worries. The humans worries are only about their safety of getting around their new “world”. The man made tunnels for the humans are not very, safe. Or wide, very long though. Along with being the most hottest area(s) to be in. Crawling through the tunnels is a great risk. Kids are not allowed to travel outside of their “home town”. Simply because they’d be playing in the tunnels, eventually overheating. Dying of a heat stroke. Or they’ll get stuck. Stuck in the heated tunnels. No food, no water. The tunnels have this ability, they figured that out losing three team members of the “New Goverment”. Once you’re lost, it becomes a repeated occurrence if you are able to continue, a endless cycle of the same place you got stuck. Get stuck, and the tunnel grips you. Grips you hard, oxygen seeps out of you, and they beam the most toxic chemicals in the air. “They” as in the holes. They call them “air holes”. The air holes are what’s causing the above ground air to become unlivable. Crazy right? Down under it’s beneficial, unless made non-beneficial. It actually helps them not have to eat! Yet, you get hungrier when you get stuck. Causing you and whoever else with you to die out. Why is this? They’re on a hunt for the answer right now.
Levri’ is not a important person in the community. At least, as he claimed, not yet.
Maine Ork City is the most expensive bit small town. People who live here, and have been here long enough, have no choice but to be gifted the lifestyle of “wealth”. Way beyond wealth is actually more common here. New citizens may come in poor, but that is not even legally possible in Maine-O.
The benefits of this town though, is once you’ve been living there for a year. Maybe even just nine months if you’re lucky. The mayor, Ms Bravoth, begins to “spoil her people with her own money , why not??” As she stated at the opening day of the town, when it was finally finished. She didn’t fault to keep her word. Everyone gets millions every month or couple of months. Depending on who you are and what you are to her.
Sadly, Levri is just a fifteen year old boy. Only been living here since he was about ten. Which seems good right? Well his parents, kind of don’t exist. At least not to him. He’s never met them. All he’s every thought about was meeting them though. He has no clue how he doesn’t hate his own parents for never being there his *whole* entire life. He says it’s because he believes they’re “cool enough to be there without being seen.” For some odd reason, he has always claimed that he “feels like they have always been around, someway, somehow, i can’t feel them.”
He repeats this sentence every time a new person asks him, “What’s wrong with you? Where are your darn parents?” Copy and paste, same words he gets asked. So, i’m response now, he chose to memorize this sentence as a response to the question every time it was asked. It helped out with his own thoughts that overclouded his mind.
In a year, never once did he nor anyone else think he’d become mayor of this town. The best mayor ever in existence at that. The townsfolk named him that. He had been waiting. Waiting for the day to meet his parents all his life. Why did he finally meet them when becoming mayor? He is figuring that out right now. In this room. With both of his parents.
…To Be Continued…
(I swearrr i always write so much on accident)
(This poem is inspired by my love for my girlfriend and how long it took me to say it, so i’ll be talking like i will to her, beware:cussing!—i love you beanie💕)
I’ve got love to give Desperate to live Live for you, live for me.
I want to see stars Stars out the window of one of our cars Marking time we have saw blue My love for you is nothing but true.
I swear you will never forget Forget about it Forget about those, those times. Those times you refused to let me die.
Here I am.. Two years later. Our friendship now extends beyond a crater It is now a crater of light that beams miles Millions and trillions of miles away.
Somehow, it always swings back to you.
To tell you, my confession.
My confession that I was too scared of Scared of admitting it.
Now here, I only can think, “shit.”
Shit my confession is a blessing.
Because my confession was a gift, The gift was you, you are my lift. Lift of my heart and my soul.
Lifting it high, beyond the reach. Reach of the body and heart.
My confession has dragged. That’s all now, fucking fag.