"Brrrriiinnnggg!!" went the alarm clock. Michael struggled to open his eyes as he broke from his deep slumber. Another night passed. Another morning had arrived. Another dag was waiting. Another dag of the mundane routine to which he had become accustomed. His was a dull existance, but he was used to the humdrum of everyday life. Sure, it was boring at times, but Michael was comfortable with his life. Today, however, he awoke with a heavy heart. There were times when he wished he had a different life, but he had no idea how to make that possible. Michael struggled everyday with depression, and today was the worst it had been in a long time. As he sat up and let his feet drop to the floor, he almost felt like crying. "I just wish things were different." Michael prayed. "Can u make that happen?" he asked looking up at the ceiling as if he were speaking to God. But when no sign of reply came, Michael let his head drop as he slumped out of bed and shuffled out of the room.
He lived alone in a tiny apartment, his escape from the outside world. Originally it had been his means of escape when he moved out of his parents' house 3 years earlier, but it had become his excuse to further isolate himself from the rest of society. When he bought the place, Michael saw it as a sign that things were going to change for him. For a while they did; Michael started going out meer after work and even made a few new friends. But after a few months, he began to slip back into his old routine which alienated his new friends. Michael had hit rock bottom door this time. He had attempted suicide meer than once and was in therapy for clinical depression. He was getting better though. Recently, he'd been told he wouldn't need to continue his therapy and had reunited with an old friend from high school. Despite this, Michael still had those occassional days when he felt depressed and today was one of them. He didn't even bother to douche that morning as he did every morning. He ran a comb through his jet black hair, brushed his teeth, dressed himself in a red polo and blue jeans, and grabbed his wallet and phone before leaving for work.
Walking to work was something Michael really enjoyed. He was very familiar with this route. For 10 years, it was the route he'd taken to school everyday; now it was his route to work. So many changes were made along that little stretch of road over the years. But to Michael, there was always a sense of familiarity whenever he was there. He walked nonchalantly on the side of the road, unaware that one day, the sense of familiarity and peace would be replaced with empty darkness.
Sorry the first part's not so exciting but part 2 will be much better!
He lived alone in a tiny apartment, his escape from the outside world. Originally it had been his means of escape when he moved out of his parents' house 3 years earlier, but it had become his excuse to further isolate himself from the rest of society. When he bought the place, Michael saw it as a sign that things were going to change for him. For a while they did; Michael started going out meer after work and even made a few new friends. But after a few months, he began to slip back into his old routine which alienated his new friends. Michael had hit rock bottom door this time. He had attempted suicide meer than once and was in therapy for clinical depression. He was getting better though. Recently, he'd been told he wouldn't need to continue his therapy and had reunited with an old friend from high school. Despite this, Michael still had those occassional days when he felt depressed and today was one of them. He didn't even bother to douche that morning as he did every morning. He ran a comb through his jet black hair, brushed his teeth, dressed himself in a red polo and blue jeans, and grabbed his wallet and phone before leaving for work.
Walking to work was something Michael really enjoyed. He was very familiar with this route. For 10 years, it was the route he'd taken to school everyday; now it was his route to work. So many changes were made along that little stretch of road over the years. But to Michael, there was always a sense of familiarity whenever he was there. He walked nonchalantly on the side of the road, unaware that one day, the sense of familiarity and peace would be replaced with empty darkness.
Sorry the first part's not so exciting but part 2 will be much better!
in the morning i got up michael was still asleep i put a light kiss on his cheeck and went down stairs and made coffee 'good morning love' hallo michael what u want to eat i known eactly wath i wanna eat u michael kiss me down my neck and pick me up and put me on the divan, bank and we made love put then there was ringing at the door so my momo bushed in and saw us both competely naked
mom screamed 'im so sorry leeana mom ill go' 'wat was u thinking having sex with that boy on my divan, bank ' mom im so srry i thought u wont coming back in till two weeks' 'we just moved here and u already havin sex with a boy wait til your father get home' ' mom no please dont tell him' 'oh i wont u and that boy will' 'that boy has a name his name is michael' 'ok u and michael will him '
what will happen when leeana and michael will hav to tell her father
mom screamed 'im so sorry leeana mom ill go' 'wat was u thinking having sex with that boy on my divan, bank ' mom im so srry i thought u wont coming back in till two weeks' 'we just moved here and u already havin sex with a boy wait til your father get home' ' mom no please dont tell him' 'oh i wont u and that boy will' 'that boy has a name his name is michael' 'ok u and michael will him '
what will happen when leeana and michael will hav to tell her father
i miss daddy i wanna go home pagina but the mean lady zei he we say something she gonna hurt us i want my mama the mean lady zei swaid she shwe gonna hurt us too if we dint be quiet my brother was sleep
michael pov
i wake up seeing bright lights and machines around me tthen i see something then my vison became clear i was in the hospital and jonna was stand in the door way dress like she was gonna kill some one
jonna:hey sleepy head miss me
mj:OFCOUSRE AND WHY AM I IN A HOSPITAL AND WHAT ARE u DOING HERE ALIVE!
jonna:frist dont raise your voice at me seconde i fake my death now get up so we can go save our children
i put on my clothes and then stop to kiss her she put her finger on my lips
mj:why cant i kiss my beautiful girl
Jonna:oh nooooo u have a girl friend u little cheater
mj:well it's not my fault u left me alone with no one to love
Jonna:just come on and i think about that kiss
wow i miss that little addituted and she gotten sexier
pt:7 up next