Last time i heard, everything in my life was built out of insanity.
So why was people saying i'm crazy ?
'Don't know, don't care'
Well, that'll be the natural responses from any other teenage impersonator.
But its different with me.
My answer suits me best.
What's my answer ?
'I'm not just crazy..
I'm dead and gone..'
"Can i say something?", i muttered under my breath with my fingers folded into each other. The officers looked at me in relieved, as if i had finally did something right. There was a pause. Then, "Yes, yes. Go on child", one of the wiser one's said. I stood up on both feet and the chair gave way behind me. The one that has a stub on his chin and greasy forehead prepared to display his gun in full view. But then my voice broke the silent that was penetrated into seconds, then minutes. "I'm thirsty."
They have been in here, with me, for 5 hours. First, i removed my jacket, after the first few minutes in the room, i put it on again. The guards that took care of me eyed me suspiciously. It was first a glance, a glimpse, thn finally a stare that bore a hole right through me. My body was futile, no open gush wounds or some sort. But it was the innocence of the situation. I'm a 15 year-old-girl. Why was i being held as a suspect in a murder case of Zara wong, the daughter of a rich tycoon businessman ? I didn't want to say anything. And the officers got the message. They tried threats, they tried bribe, but i knew better.
I felt no sense of purpose. No sense of belonging anymore. Guess this is it. I gulped down the remaining water in the glass and cleared my throat gently. I looked up slowly and came into eye-to-eye contact with the one with the stub. I whispered something. He came closer to me, and finally knelt down beside me.
"I need the restroom", was all i said. .
The cubicle was dimly lit. It was scary but okay. One of the female warden kept talking to me to make sure i don't do anything stupid. My idea of stupid is to actually own up to something i didn't do. I did that, but it didn't pay off. I flushed the toilet bowl and drown my head in it. That was it. I heard a loud banging, my eyes rolled back. It was pitch dark. I felt someone grabbing me roughly. Oh god, i just wanna be gone from here. Am i dead ? Am i- am i, gone ???
"I want my daughter out of here !", i heard a woman's voice screeched. Must be my mum's. Oh for fuck's sake. Where am i ? .. "What do you mean she's not held as a suspect ?? In heaven's name she tried to kill herself !! You assholes almost drove her to her deathbed!"
I tried to talk, to open my mouth. But it was partched. It felt dry, and ouch, that hurts. I need water. I never felt so thirsty in my life. My throat is killing me. I need water..
Where am i? I tried opening my eyes. But it was too bright out there. I closed it back. Am i in heaven ? No, no. I used my other senses; i felt the air around me biting into my skin like ice, the smell of soap and antibiotics creeped into my nostrils. I'm in the hospital ? Fuck it, mission failed.
"Honey, honey. Its okay, mummy's here. You'll be okay. You'll be just fine, my love.."
.." Mum??", but then my ears were ringing. I was enveloped back into the darkness. Gosh, this feels so good. Something, somewhere was giving out a loud scream. Is that Dad ?
I should sleep forever. Yeah, this feels really good. I love you mum, i love you dad. And to my new baby brother, don't make mummy angry okay ? Listen to her, cause she's the best mum you can ever have.. Wait, i see something. Is that the light ? Hahah. Omg, is that it ?? Urhh- Its too striking. No, its not the light. I mean, it is light but not 'The Light'. Oh gosh, something's poking on my throat again. When is all this going to END ?
Hahahah.
Oopsie, i was too bored. -.-
That's just a short story to entertain myself.
And its like a comeback.
SORRY GUYS !
I mean, i should truly apologise for being missing for quite some time.
Its not because of a hectic schedule this time, but its because i need a break from time to time.
Despite the circumstances, at least i still have the mood to blog in an entry.
Hahah!
I mean, come on.
If you have not been blogging for a period of time, you'll just be too lazy to continue blogging at any other time of your life !
Wooo ! Okay..
Well, there's full of enigmatic events happening in my life, that some of you know.
And that almost all of you don't know.
Heheheh.
I'm cruel, aren't i ? ;D
Well, if you must know.
I did some things that of course, lead to some consenquences that i must face.
These consenquences, people, is not what a teenage girl wants to go through.
But i have to, even though i don't actually deserve such harsh judgement.
But hey, this is what i have to say.
To those who still regard me as their friend, then thank you loved ones.
But to those who have been talking about me in a not-so-kind way, thank you too, because i couldn't help being more popular then ever.
(:
Well darlings, i have got to go face the world now.
I'll be back in a day or two to blog in another short story, or maybe another thrilling post about my fascinating escapade from those evil bloodsucking-assholes out there.
Haste luego, amigos !
See ya soon ! ;]
Love, Syerri E. Roslie
xoxo
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