06-03-2008, 05:25 AM
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Lightening flashed across the cloudy evening sky, soon followed by a terrible roar of thunder, one so loud that it almost shook the earth itself. Rain fell harshly from gray clouds, thick droplets that covered the lands in seeming sheets. The ocean, most often serene and peaceful, seemed in a rage, waves crashing harshly against the shore, threatening anyone who was ignorant enough to tread to close. Within all of the chaos of the day was a young blonde and black male, soaked straight to the bone. He sat quiet idly on a rock a good few feet away from the crashing waves, hardly moving, with hands place gingerly in his lap. Through the rain and wind and thunder, it was hard to tell that the boy was doing more than simply sitting, he was there crying, letting it all pour out because he knew everything around him would drown it all out. It was a bad day for the young the male, a day full of self pity and doubts. A whole family that hated him, a close friend gone missing, and mistake after mistake for him to sit and go over in his head. He should have accepted his fate the day that he had destroyed his family, the day that his father struck him and sent him across the bedroom. The very day that caused his mother to vanish. It should have been him. He should have been the one to disappear and relieve everyone else of the trouble that he caused, and that was the only thing on his mind. |