Chase0The0Morning

First kiss  It wasn't how she imagined it would be like. She thought it would be sweet, and something she'd want to remember forever. She thought it would happen during a date with her crush, at the perfect moment, as he dropped her off at home, just before her dad came outside to see what what going on.  Instead, she had been told she wasn't allowed to go out anywhere with a boy til she was eighteen. Then she'd snuck out her window and dragged Denny out back to her old play house in the backyard. He kissed her first, and she enjoyed it. Then a spider dropped on her shoulder, causing her to scream, and fall backwards, knocking into whatev

Bottles strewn around the room, all of them empty, all of them are beer of some kind. There are a couple unopened ones sitting on the counter, but they wouldn't last long. For as long as Alyssa could remember, this was her life. Her father drank all night, and slept all day, leaving his daughter to clean up the mess. So Alyssa did, if only to avoid the bruises she knew her father was capable of making on her skin. After her mother had died only six years ago, the fifteen year old saw a drastic change in her life. She started high school on a bad note, and found herself in the principal's office more often then she saw her classrooms

Slowly. The stars stare down at her as she lazily smiles back at them. She thinks of the future and she thinks of all the time she has left. Forever. Or so she believes. Quickly. Clashing swords, metal on metal. She fights for her family -and her life-with all she has. Blood dripping down her side stops her. Time rushes by too quickly. Tears fall down her face as she collapses to the ground, realizing what has happened, how little time she has left. Non-existent. No pain. No fear. No emotions. She feels nothing. Hanging. Suspended in nothing. She's unreachable now. Not even memories of her human life can break though the

I walked into the almost empty coffee shop, almost empty, because not including the waitress, there was only an older man sitting with a newspaper, sipping at a cup of coffee. I took a seat near the door, where I could see almost the entire room. It didn't take long for the waitress, a young smiling woman with blonde hair in a bob style, to walk over to me, and ask what I wanted. Coffee, I told her. That's all. I wasn't hungry, I just wanted to walk around this new, unfamiliar town, get used to the feel of it. While I waited for my cup of coffee, I glanced again at the old man. He smiled at me, then gestured at the table. I nodded my he