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Eeeyyy. This started out as a 'blah' thing and I ended up listining to a sad soundtrack and I immidiatly thought 'FOSHIZZLE! SKY HIGH!' and here it is. Its a bit weird and I remembered stuff from The Animatrix so I put that in the beginning, then stuff I was pondering a few days before I wrote this, a conversation about superheros I had with Mum, then I finally get into sky high stuff. The last para. is when my random person decides to dissapear ( Hint:Think mariah Carry when she just dissapeared off the face of the earth). That number on the bottom is totally fake. I made sure of it. >.
I do not own Sky HIgh.
When a person dies, why does everyone say that they will miss them? Why do they always lie about it? All the adults treat you with Kiddie-gloves thinking you’ll commit suicide or overdose on something illegal. Its all the same. People smile but don’t truly mean it. If your normal, you’re a freak. If you’re a freak of nature, its normal. They say everything is possible, that if we wanted to, we could live on Mars and find out what THIS universe actually is. Is it all fake. Are we all in pods in a deep sleep, created to dream and die. Or is it all real where if you die, there is a Hell of Heaven that will take you. You wont wake up in your little pod and let go.
Why are there racists, rapists, gangs, demons, angels, life, death, and happiness? Why are we here? Are we an Accident made by god? Are we a god send for Lucifer? Is the anime we watch real and we the fake? Are we a movie that never ends? Why does nature die in this generation?
Where are all the Heroes that they all talk about? Where is Superman? Wonder woman? Where is the Haven for all beings? On Noah’s boat, why did he leave the innocent and just take 2 of everything? Everyone makes mistakes, no one is perfect.
Why does she smile when all he does is hurt her? Why does she love him? What does he have that the other doesn’t? Strength? Stardom? Abusiveness? My dear and lovely girl, I see you every day, more clearer than you’ll ever think. I have to sit away from you so as not to feel your emotions. They burn and pull at my heart, making me want to leave. The others worry but you smile and say you are fine, happy and feeling loved that they care and worry about you. I sit on the curb behind your house every night, making sure nothing happens to you. You are a beautiful girl and I wish...I wish that I was you and you me. I would be able to last longer, stay stronger. But you are a flower. A flower in a thunderstorm. My life is simple enough for you. You could be me and stay happy with your life.
I am a friend you never see, that is my way. I watch and learn, listen to Zack be a crazy lunatic and feel Warren’s hidden Amusement when you try to cheer him up. He loves you so much and no one else knows. But I do, I know more than the rest of them. Love Is something that you can only truly feel every time your are with him. No, I’m not in love with you, but I am in love with Warren, and I know he would be the best for you. If you ever find this, whether in the garbage or in my bag when you’re looking for tissues from your latest meeting with him, I want you to know that I think about this daily. People hate me and I don’t mind. If people hate you, you would try to make them love you. I’m a girl that doesn’t mind being left behind and forgotten, I don’t mind if you actually hate me. But I do mind that you’re being hurt. I never invite you over for a girls night because I don’t want to keep you away from them. Your friends, your life, your family. I can always wait for my next life. I can wait for you grow old and call me, wanting to see someone that is still alive, still as young as you feel. I am an ever young. I will stay the same while your hair turns gray and the others die, I will always be there.
My name is Jigoku Young and I will miss you when I leave. I don’t really intend to ever come back. To ever see the rest of them again. I ask you to not let any one else know where I am if you find me or if I find you. Warren will make you happy. If you ever get married and have children, I request that your first be named after me if I die in an unnatural occurrence. I will miss you.
Love,
Jigoku Young
P.S.
984.223.5415
Thats a made up number up there. I swear it is! I hope you like it! LUVS!