Tears
1
' Hi. I'm Luna Tears. sad name for a sad girl. Honestly, I was Luna Tears. I have nothing anymore.'I held my tears in. Just the thought of my dead parents was hard, but I wrote to process it. Perhaps most dramatic found this; but it was then also so.
Everyone does it in his own way, but could someone tell me: how?
How to outlive the pain?
How can you deal with it?
How do you tell someone that you're an orphan and your father your mother has murdered?
How do you tell that he then committed suicide?
Tell me! How?!
A tear rolled on my blade. Tears. it fit in my last name.
i am only ...
Well, so i felt though. I had to at my scary uncle, despicable niece and my gullible (she believed especially my cousin) aunt go live. Lara was the same age as me, but totally different. I loved classical music, she loved of the most popular rock band in our country. I loved reading, and she... texting and calling. Anyone my age found me strange. ' Red hair, always weird '. It was spot song they had chosen for me. I almost never said something back. if i did, i began to stutter. My niece was popular and they put everyone to me to bullying. I knew that spot rhyme of hair came out. My aunt believed everything what Lara said. I was thereby often lose out. If they break something had made, I was.
They wanted me basically not in their "perfect" life. The notary could not reach the family on my mothers side. Ward, my uncle, disliked everything to me. He called me a "ungrateful creature and a vile, uncouth witch." nice to hear that your family (actually related by marriage) was berating you always. most forests know what happens, but I had to say that it was a car accident. a car accident. Seriously I thought then. You better say that your parents have been murdered, than a car accident. Also maybe a little exaggerated. But you got at least a little sympathy.
But that was for their opinion has less more harmful. My aunt loved her brother, but with that "drama" as she called it, was they become more detached. She loved lost contact with my mother's sister, who had been best friends. Gwenevive, my other aunt, had already called a couple of times, but they never took on. one time she had it done, when they chased me away. As if they knew more of the murder. As if ... There is a secret was that I was not allowed to know.
I picked up the post. Accounts, love letters to Lara, ...
And ... post for me from France. No one ever wrote me a letter, so it surprised me.
He came so far, because we live in London
I heard steps on the stairs.
'Luna, what are you staring at?' sneered there Lara.
'here are your love letters, Lara, probably of that pimple face?'
Actually I have to let her better with rest, but they had to be put in place. They should not think they could snub me and to her slave could make, what they already did with her "BFF."
' wait, Luna. you will see that you have to behave in front of me! 'She grinned. And Yes, she was right. Lara again had break something, and I was locked in my room. Luckily I had the letter yet, which heavily weighed. I put myself on my bed room door opened it. By Gwenevive. She wrote this:
Best Dear Luna.
It's been a long time since I've seen you.I miss you, my smart Luna.
I'm sorry for that. I had perhaps more accurately that I wanted to help you, and would educate. But when I was in financial trouble. Maybe I can make it up, my dear Luna, and that is why I invite you to all or part of this summer holiday to stay with me. Dear Luna, I'm sorry. I did for you, but ...
I know that I am now repeating, but you should know that I've felt it too.
Your mother and I were no ordinary sisters ... But I was adopted.
You might find it weird that I tell you that but you should know that my parents were murdered, but also you should know that I see you as a family. Your mother and I were best friends, along with Jasmine.
Luna. If you read this and in tears, remember: your mother loved you with all her heart. She was proud of you, and that she will always be.
You looks a lot like her, Luna.
Day strong, smart Luna. I hope I see you in France.
Your aunt, Gwenevive
Ps. In the letter is a smart Phone (so calls it anyway, but I know nothing of such a mobile phone) with my mobile phone number, because I know that Jasmine rather economical on everything and everyone. Call me if you want to come, big kiss, again your aunt.
PS. If you need something, you are looking for comfort or something else where I can help you, you can always contact me.
Of course, I was in tears. They should have known. The pain. I wipe my tears from my eyes and look around me. My floral wallpaper that looked otherwise so cheerful, seems like she is discolored. Mama. I pick her medallion and cataracts there for hours. I then take the smart Phone that apparently also fifty dollars call credit. It was indeed a long time since I had seen her, but once she lived in our street. Until they moved to her beloved Chase, who then stole her money. She was bank-Director, and which earned now still a nice pension. a message will appear on the screen.
Day Luna. I hope to see you soon. Do you like the still full by Lara?
Hug!
Gwen.
I laughed. Lara already since I could not stand it.
Funny actually, that she recalls.
I text her back. The mobile phone is white and from Apple, one that I could dream of, but because my parents were also not as wide.
I looked at the text and rewrote everything: the greeting, the text ... and emailed him.
I looked if I had a hiding place. As Lara the smart Phone was made, she would say that she had bought a new.
Music began to sound, and I looked back at the screen.
Gwenevive.
I took up. ' Day Luna! apparently you have received my letter. '
' Yes, Gwen. I will have to ask permission Jasmine to go away. '
' That we arrange easy my honneponnetje. ' She already had a French accent, but you just didn't notice it only if you watched.
' Say, Luna, are you home? "she asked. I found it weird and asked, "Yes, but why. '
"Well, I happen to be in London now, and I would like to do something with you. '
' Is not, unfortunately. I'm trapped in my room because Lara had made and broken something expensive they had said that I had done. You probably know how Jasmine is gullible to her daughter.
' No problem! "she sang. I smiled. It was a piece from her favourite song.
Dingdong. Our call was. Someone did open the door. It would not be true ...
Krik krak. The door opened and I saw Lara, who apparently had gotten her sense was tempered because they are not.
' Go down, your aunt you waiting. ' she had my suspicions confirmed.
My aunts were talking to each other when I was down.
' Day Luna! you have grown! '
They wanted me basically not in their "perfect" life. The notary could not reach the family on my mothers side. Ward, my uncle, disliked everything to me. He called me a "ungrateful creature and a vile, uncouth witch." nice to hear that your family (actually related by marriage) was berating you always. most forests know what happens, but I had to say that it was a car accident. a car accident. Seriously I thought then. You better say that your parents have been murdered, than a car accident. Also maybe a little exaggerated. But you got at least a little sympathy.
But that was for their opinion has less more harmful. My aunt loved her brother, but with that "drama" as she called it, was they become more detached. She loved lost contact with my mother's sister, who had been best friends. Gwenevive, my other aunt, had already called a couple of times, but they never took on. one time she had it done, when they chased me away. As if they knew more of the murder. As if ... There is a secret was that I was not allowed to know.
I picked up the post. Accounts, love letters to Lara, ...
And ... post for me from France. No one ever wrote me a letter, so it surprised me.
He came so far, because we live in London
I heard steps on the stairs.
'Luna, what are you staring at?' sneered there Lara.
'here are your love letters, Lara, probably of that pimple face?'
Actually I have to let her better with rest, but they had to be put in place. They should not think they could snub me and to her slave could make, what they already did with her "BFF."
' wait, Luna. you will see that you have to behave in front of me! 'She grinned. And Yes, she was right. Lara again had break something, and I was locked in my room. Luckily I had the letter yet, which heavily weighed. I put myself on my bed room door opened it. By Gwenevive. She wrote this:
It's been a long time since I've seen you.
I'm sorry for that. I had perhaps more accurately that I wanted to help you, and would educate. But when I was in financial trouble. Maybe I can make it up, my dear Luna, and that is why I invite you to all or part of this summer holiday to stay with me. Dear Luna, I'm sorry. I did for you, but ...
I know that I am now repeating, but you should know that I've felt it too.
Your mother and I were no ordinary sisters ... But I was adopted.
You might find it weird that I tell you that but you should know that my parents were murdered, but also you should know that I see you as a family. Your mother and I were best friends, along with Jasmine.
Luna. If you read this and in tears, remember: your mother loved you with all her heart. She was proud of you, and that she will always be.
You looks a lot like her, Luna.
Day strong, smart Luna. I hope I see you in France.
Your aunt, Gwenevive
Ps. In the letter is a smart Phone (so calls it anyway, but I know nothing of such a mobile phone) with my mobile phone number, because I know that Jasmine rather economical on everything and everyone. Call me if you want to come, big kiss, again your aunt.
PS. If you need something, you are looking for comfort or something else where I can help you, you can always contact me.
Of course, I was in tears. They should have known. The pain. I wipe my tears from my eyes and look around me. My floral wallpaper that looked otherwise so cheerful, seems like she is discolored. Mama. I pick her medallion and cataracts there for hours. I then take the smart Phone that apparently also fifty dollars call credit. It was indeed a long time since I had seen her, but once she lived in our street. Until they moved to her beloved Chase, who then stole her money. She was bank-Director, and which earned now still a nice pension. a message will appear on the screen.
Day Luna. I hope to see you soon. Do you like the still full by Lara?
Hug!
Gwen.
I laughed. Lara already since I could not stand it.
Funny actually, that she recalls.
I text her back. The mobile phone is white and from Apple, one that I could dream of, but because my parents were also not as wide.
I looked at the text and rewrote everything: the greeting, the text ... and emailed him.
I looked if I had a hiding place. As Lara the smart Phone was made, she would say that she had bought a new.
Music began to sound, and I looked back at the screen.
Gwenevive.
I took up. ' Day Luna! apparently you have received my letter. '
' Yes, Gwen. I will have to ask permission Jasmine to go away. '
' That we arrange easy my honneponnetje. ' She already had a French accent, but you just didn't notice it only if you watched.
' Say, Luna, are you home? "she asked. I found it weird and asked, "Yes, but why. '
"Well, I happen to be in London now, and I would like to do something with you. '
' Is not, unfortunately. I'm trapped in my room because Lara had made and broken something expensive they had said that I had done. You probably know how Jasmine is gullible to her daughter.
' No problem! "she sang. I smiled. It was a piece from her favourite song.
Dingdong. Our call was. Someone did open the door. It would not be true ...
Krik krak. The door opened and I saw Lara, who apparently had gotten her sense was tempered because they are not.
' Go down, your aunt you waiting. ' she had my suspicions confirmed.
My aunts were talking to each other when I was down.
' Day Luna! you have grown! '
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