Dreams

I was once a lost little shadow, residing inside my own little world, scared to come out because of what society thought of me. But that all changed when i met a few people on a website i love so much. They helped me without any doubt more than anyone has ever helped me in my whole life! They make me believe that i am one of a kind, and my dreams will come true. They have made me believe that i am better than what society says. So i say, screw society.. Because i believe my dreams will come true, if i say they will in my mind. SO here's a little short story dedicated to my all poetry mother, F a e r i e. And my all poetry brother, Justin Samuel's.1

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Dreams :3

I sat up this cold and rainy night, each little water droplet hitting the floor, making loud noises. Those rain drops is all i cared about, because they were a weapon i could use to kill myself with. A special thing inside my heart, that would let me live in death forever.4

I sat there with blood running down both arms and a dagger right in front of me. The rain droplets still coming down and hitting me, making my crimson red blood run through the gravel on the floor. My aura was glowing a bright black color, the color you get when you a few minutes away from death. Closing my eyes, i slowly drifted off into my cold dark death, away from this dastardly world they call "Life". 5

My soul left my bloody corpse a few minutes later, leaving me a flying demon now. I had my bright black wings, and my apparition-like body. I was glad to finally leave this cruel world and move on to my new fate, a single soul free from this world. I turned around and started to fly in the direction of the moon. Because i knew the moon is the only thing that could set me free from life forever. As i was heading that direction, two bright angels flew right in front of me. 6

"And you are going where?", They both said at the same time.7

One of them was a male, with short brown hair, the other a girl, with long silky black hair. 8

"Don't you see what your doing? Leaving this world is only the worst thing you could do? Do you really want to leave and not show society what you really can do? We both have been watching over you, and we know you have many talents awaiting to explode in the world. They will get you far. Please believe me when i say this. We both love you, and would never lie to you. Now who you rather believe... Society, who has betrayed you and told you lies from the beginning, Or us... We will tell you the truth. My gosh! We are angels!! And we know that you have true talents, you have a true warm heart, and love many so much. Please go back to your body, and please just say to yourself "screw society". I am positive you will succeed.. Just try, and trust me."9

I took a few minutes to think about this, as the angels both faded away. I thought about all the people who have told me that i had sucked in life, but then the few who i love, that told me i am a true artist. I looked very deep into my heart and pulled out a deep thought. That i was better than society had put me as! That society was wrong. I quickly turned around once again and looked at myself laying on the floor, with the crimson blood on the gravel. I flew straight at myself and returned to my new fate! A fate as an artist!10

I got up and walked straight into the road. Letting the rain cleanse my body of the blood, letting out my new aura, an aura of pure white. Bright white showing that i was confident in myself for the very first time. I slowly walked straight into the city, a city full of people who have taken society side, but none of that mattered to me anymore. Because i was going to be myself from now on. No matter what society said! 11

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Now that was very short, and very bad compared to what i can really write. I just wanted to dedicate a fine piece to my brother and mother! They are the hope that guides me through a society of black auras!13