Post by Christina "Saiya" Moore on Mar 26, 2008 19:57:10 GMT -5
Saiya sat in her room, scowling as usual. A trickle of blood was oozing down her palm. Saiya didn't care, it was her fault it was there in the first place. She was feeling even more down usual, kind of deeper in that sand hole of depression. A Panic! At The Disco song was blasting from her vinyl player. It gave a slight pop then went on. Saiya had grown rather fond of the pops... She wiped the blood from her hand before it reached her bed sheets. She was straining her memory...
I was about twelve when we left for California. I kind of liked living in England. My mom was freaking out about how everything would cost half as much. Of course I didn't care about, nor understand foreign currency exchange rates... The plane ride was long and boring in economy. My knees were cramped, but it was the only way we could get everyone over here. When leaving the airport I remember thinking how screwed I was, or was about to be.
That was four years ago, it wasn't as clear in her memory as other matters, but she could still remember it slightly. Saiya sighed as there was a crack in the middle of Build God, Then We'll Talk. A single ray of sunlight was able to get through the curtains. A knock came from her door, Saiya rolled her eyes, it was apt to be her little brother complaining the music was too loud. Wait, her brother didn't know how to knock... Saiya crossed the room and found herself face-to-face with...
I was about twelve when we left for California. I kind of liked living in England. My mom was freaking out about how everything would cost half as much. Of course I didn't care about, nor understand foreign currency exchange rates... The plane ride was long and boring in economy. My knees were cramped, but it was the only way we could get everyone over here. When leaving the airport I remember thinking how screwed I was, or was about to be.
That was four years ago, it wasn't as clear in her memory as other matters, but she could still remember it slightly. Saiya sighed as there was a crack in the middle of Build God, Then We'll Talk. A single ray of sunlight was able to get through the curtains. A knock came from her door, Saiya rolled her eyes, it was apt to be her little brother complaining the music was too loud. Wait, her brother didn't know how to knock... Saiya crossed the room and found herself face-to-face with...