Hi! The name's Emily, and Im from New Jersey. I have blonde hair, and blue eyes, and about 5'3. Im obsessed with tumblr, if you do not like tumblr you can kindly leave. I like winter and summer equally, but more winter. I spend most of my time listening to music, espically; All Time Low, The Wanted, A Day To Remember, Never Shout Never, Joe Jonas, Eminem, Avril Lavigne, and You Me At Six. I really dont spend a lot of time on witty, because you're all hypocrites. I dont nessicarly have a him, but I cannot go a day thinking about the one who broke my heart. I trust one person in this entire world, and I do not know what a social life is. And, I am over obsessed with Harry Potter, and I ship Drarry.
I seem pretty happy, right?
You are so, so wrong.
Bringing Him Back Chapter 2. I woke up the next morning, well before dawn. I rolled out of bed, and walked over to the small square window across the room. I looked outside, to find only roots of trees and dirt; no signs of human life. I sighed, as I fell into the nearest chair. I ran my fingers through my hair, and thought of one thing, Alex. I shook the thought of him standing there, covered in blood, telling me to run. The thought of him never finding me, never seeing him again, ran chills down my spine. After all that time, all those memories, made me sick that someone had the nerve to take love away. Sick I mumbled as I stood up from the chair, and pulled a sweatshirt from the corner of my bed over my head. I walked out of the dark room, and into a hallway filled with doors. I ran my finger along the wall, muttering the numbers of the rooms as I walked past them. At the end of the hallway, there was a small child. I sighed, as I picked up my pace. I could make out some simple features; bright red hair, brown eyes, and the same patch of freckles my cousin Gracie has. She smiled and flashed her crocked teeth as I aproached her. I did the same, as I tryed to pass her. She obviouslly didn't want me to pass, because she jumped in front of me blocking the path. I sighed, and tried again. She only continued to block me, as I saw how similar she looked to Gracie. "Look, please move so I can go?" I asked, trying again. She pulled me to my knees, and shook her head no. I let out a long sigh, as she pulled something from her pocket. She stuffed it in my hands, and took a step away from me. I looked at the picture she gave me, and recogonized a smaler version of me, holding a baby. I was standing in front of my Aunt Carol and Uncle William, who took care of me for so, so long. My cousin Jenny was standing beside me, and my mouth fell open as I realized that the child I was holding in the picture was standing right in front of me. Gracie was in the Wilds.
Bringing Him Back Chapter 1. "Home?" I chocked. "Yep. No going back now. You're an Invalid. They got the border lined, no getting in or out for a few days. They'll eventually get tired, and leave like always. But not for a week. We're living on all we got untill people can cross.." I sat there, starring at the wall. I couldn't think, I couldnt breathe. I put my hand in my palms, and shut my eyes. Thoughts of Alex ran through my head. Was he alive? Is he coming for me? Chills ran through me at the thought of him never coming back. "Hey, what's your name?" May asked. "L-lena. Call me Lena." She paused. "Pretty name." I nodded, and started thinking of Alex again. "Do you know what happened to, to the boy I was with?" I asked her. "Nope. Some say he got away, some say he died. No ones really sure." "Where, is this?" "New Hampshire. You ran for miles Lena. Miles.." "Miles?" I whispered. How was Alex going to find me? Is Alex going to find me? I took a few deep breaths, and let a tear stream down my face. I couldnt get one thing off my mind. Alex Alex Alex Alex Alex. Where the hell was Alex?
Bringing Him Back Prolouge. I did as Alex said. I ran, and ran, and ran. I couldn't get that image out of my head. Alex, standing there, surrounded. Covered in blood. He said one word. Run. I couldnt breathe anymore. I fell to the ground, and paniced. I dug my nails into the dirt, and pulled myself foward. Again. Again. Again. I couldnt move any further. I felt the blood pouring out of my sides, and legs. Finally, I just layed there, dieing. "Hey! Hey!" I heard. I didnt have enough strength to move. "What?" Another voice answered. "Come here, and help me." It was a woman's voice. It was soft, and her words flowed. I heard footsteps gradually coming closer to me, as I still was lifeless. "Help me lift her." She said again. I was suddenly floating above the ground, hands gripping my feet and stomache. I landed on the ground again, and heard water flowing nearby. Suddenly, my face was drentched, and water was pouring into my mouth. "You'll be okay." She said, as I was lifted again. - "Wake up. Wake up." I heard, as pots and pans slammed together. I sat up, and realized I was indoors, sitting on a bed. The room was small, and made of wood. The Wilds. I was in the Wilds, I thought. I suddenly bounced to my feet, and looked around. "Hey hey calm down. Sit on the bed again." The womans voice said. I whipped around to see a tall girl, with long black hair, and shining brown eyes. "Go!" She demanded. I did as told, and pulled myself back into the bed. "Is this, the Wilds?" I asked. "This is home. You'll be living here for the rest of your life." I looked around again, as a bowl of food was slammed into my lap. "Eat." She mumbled, as she passed me a spoon. "What happened?" I asked her, shoving a spoonful of soup into my mouth. "You made it. You jumped the fence and made it. You were running somewhere, and I - well Brad and I found you, laying on the ground. We picked you up and brought you here. I'm May. Welcome home."
Hello story readers. I am thinking of adding another story, along with the one I'm doing now? I already have a pretty good idea of what's going to happen, but I don't know if you will read it. Its basically about a girl who moves from New Jersey to England and meets one direction. It's pretty much a fanfic, but I need to know if I'll have any readers. If you're up to reading this, favorite this, comment on this, or comment on my profile? I would appreciate it verrrrrryyy much if I can have some feedback! Love you all xx && keep reading my current story!(: -softballlover20
Life before the dark. Chapter Three. I woke up the next morning, and rolled out of bed. I walked across the hallway, and entered the bathroom. It was dark, even with the light on. The sound of rain hit the roof, as I sat on the bathroom floor. I closed my eyes, and let my head roll back and hit the wall. I lifted my arm, and reached for the drawer to the cabinet. I shuffled around looking for it, until I felt the handle. I then opened my eyes, and pulled myself closer to the now open drawer. I moved some things around, until I found a package of disposable razors. I pulled out an orange one, and removed the cap. The blade looked sharp, as I rolled the handle between my palms. I put it in my right hand, and rolled up my left sleeve. I looked around, to make sure no one was watching. I laid the razor on my wrist, and closed my eyes. "Lauren!" I heard a scream, as the razor flew out of my hand. "What!?" I yelled back. "Where are you!?" "In the bathroom! Out in a sec!" I screamed back, as I crawled around looking for the razor. I quickly shoved it back in the cabinet, and ran out of the room. "Lauren!" Courtney said, running towards me. "What?" I asked, pulling my sleeve back down. "Have you heard anything about Jake?" She asked. "Nope, him nor James. Why?" Jake was her boyfriend, and I sort of liked James. "He wont answer my calls, and he said on his status he was with some girl!" "Oh lord.." "I know. Have you talked to James, about what I told you to say?" "Cort I cant just go up to him and tell him I like him." "Whatever. Alright go get ready I wanna go shopping." She said, leaving me alone in the hall. I shrugged, and went into my room. I tuned on my straightener, and pulled out an outfit. A pair of tight jeans, and a flowy top will do. Once my clothes were on, I layered my makeup on. Once my hair was straight, and I looked okay I met my sister downstairs. "Ready?" She asked, jingling her keys. "Yep." I said, and followed her out into her car."
And today, i thought... I might have killed myself. I thought about it, actually committing suicide. While no one was home. It would work, right? I was going to slit my wrists, one last time. Then, overdose on pills. No one would be home to notice me dieing. When they got home, one less thing to worry about. No more endless days of crying and being upset. No more starving myself. No more judge mental people to ruin my life. So today I thought, What if I killed myself?