My incomplete story
Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Well, my father had never been in my life. Lie, he was for two years. I’m glad he’s gone; all he ever did was beat my brother and mother. Thank the holy lord for making my sister be extinct at the time. He was a piece of shit, and that’s why I feel guilty. My dad’s name was Gary. I had step-fathers too, Harvey and Colin. Harvey- father to my brother-no pictures-unknown. Colin-father to my sister-plenty of pictures-known as husband. Gary’s last words to me where: “See you when you’re eighteen.” Well that’s what mum had said anyway. I miss him, but that’s only because he is my dad and who wouldn’t? I always feel like there’s a little bit of me…well empty. I asked my mum about him the other day.
“To be honest, Gary was the only one I really, truly and madly loved. That’s why I let him manipulate me into thinking I’m a piece of crap. Then, eventually, he left me for another woman.”
“What!” I gasped so appalled that my mouth was massive.
“To think that all those nights I had kissed him, he had been kissing another woman. I’m over him now, Ellie if you ever want to see him again then it’s your choice but bear in mind that I have warned you.”
Everything was silent after that, with the exception of the television. There is one memory I have of my father…one horrifying memory that has scared me for life. Starring Joshua-my brother-Gary, and a bath full of boiling water. Can you guess? Well what happened is my dad had my brother in a head lock and then he shoved Josh in the bath and made him stay in there. I saved Joshua, I screamed until my lungs were about to burst. My mum came to sort me out and then she found Gary. Although he nearly murdered my brother, her son, she stayed with daddy. Daddy, what the fuck? I don’t actually know anything else about him. Oh I know, how ‘bout a description? Okay, serious Ellie. He has chocolaty brown hair, a nose which is slightly pointed. Two ear piercings on one ear and green eyes. Did you know my eyes are green, blue and grey? Well they are, anyway what’s the next topic?
Okay, confession time, so you will probably stop reading after this but I think I have imaginary friends. Well I do, it’s just ‘cos I feel so lonely at times and they help. They’re like a diary, I can tell my deepest and darkest secrets to them. So names, there is: Emmet, Rosalie, Edward, Isabella, Carlisle, Esmee, Alice, Jasper-you may recognize the names-then there’s: Seth, Jacob, Paul, Jared, Sam, Quil, Brady, Embry, Leah, Collin. I know awkward right. These people help me through my life. They are like family to me but that has a secret which has to stay a secret for I am not willing to share it.
So Emmet-muscular-dark brown hair-mate of Rosalie. Rosalie-Beautifully thin-Golden blonde hair-sister of Jasper. Jasper-controls emotions-similar hair to Rosalie-mate of Alice. Alice-can predict the future-luscious brown hair-sister of Edward. Edward-mind reader-chocolate brown hair-mate of Isabella. Isabella-likes to be known as Bella-powers of a shield-daughter in law to Esmee. Esmee-kind and loving-long wavy hair-mate of Carlisle. Carlisle-doctor-sunshine blonde hair-father of the family.
The there are the Quileute’s. A tribe and get this, they are Wolves. Like the others are Vampires. I am very imaginative. So Seth-youngest of the pack-bronze skinned-brother of Leah. Leah-only female in the pack-dead father-ex of Sam. Sam-beta in the pack-used to be alpha-actual alpha is Jacob. Jacob-has always loved Isabella-alpha of the pack-best friends with Quil. Quil-already imprinted-dark brown hair-best friends with Embry. Embry-quite new to the pack-in-love with Claire (a baby)-knows Collin. Collin-barley known-doesn’t speak much-friends with Brady. Brady-quite handsome-not in a relationship-known to Jared. Jared-fucking annoying-easy to lose his temper-known to Paul. Paul-ass-hole-in a relationship-dating Jacobs sister.
You might be wondering what imprinting means. Basically it’s when you look at a boy/girl. And it’s not gravity holding you to the earth, it’s them. You can tell them everything and have no shame for you love them. You cannot live without them and no one is allowed to hurt him or her.
When I talk to these people it’s usually in my mind but sometimes it’s out loud any my mum wonders what fuck I’m doing. Out of the pack I really like Leah. I feel I can communicate with her a lot more for she is female. Not only that but she is a good listener. Well, yeah, she can be a bitch but that’s girl for ya. The reason Leah is like that though is because she can’t have her true love. You see Leah and Sam where together and they were madly in love. But then Sam imprinted on his presently fiancée and had to let Leah go. It’s the tribal rules. Leah remains heartbroken and deep down- Sam still loves Leah. I would like to say ‘I know how she feels’ but I don’t I mean I’m eleven, bit old to have imaginary friends right?
In case you’re wondering, I do have real friends too. There’s Olivia, Nina, Shyann, Amelia, Lucy, Aimee, Millie-Jo, Rachel, Georgina and many, many more. Let me describe the people who I’ve named.
Olivia-the girl who has boy’s drooling over her-sickingly gorgeous-going to Christopher Hatton. Nina-funny, friends, and a little predictable-chocolate brown hair and rather tall-going to Weavers. Shyann-colored skin-a true Olympian-going to Weavers with her BFF Nina. Amelia-my BFF-an actor in the heart-going to Wrenn. Lucy-another BFF of Amelia-beautiful blonde hair-going to Wrenn. Aimee-also colored-another BFF of Lucy-going Wrenn. Millie-Jo-another BFF of mine-has an angelic voice-going to Wrenn. Rachel-colored skinned-nice voice-going Wrenn. Georgina-practically a super model-BFF with Molly (another friend)-going to Christopher Hatton.
I love my friends. When I say going Wrenn, Christopher Hatton, Weavers I mean that, that is the senior school we’re going to. I’m going to Wrenn. Today was our leaver’s service, I didn’t even cry. Though I probably will tonight. These people are absolutely lovely.
Olivia (in a more descriptive way) has light brown hair with honey blonde dip dye. Her skin is pale and silky and she has a glorious figure. Nina has wonderfully longs legs, chocolate brown hair which used to be in a bob but she’s now growing it. Shyann has dark brown skin; I hope this doesn’t offend any of you readers. Her running speed is unbelievable and she is rather tall. Amelia has been my BFF since year 4. The 8th year of my life, she has long autumn leaf brown hair and a chiming voice.
Lucy has pale blonde hair and olive skin for she has just arrived back in England from a holiday. Aimee is quite small but is feisty and she practically thinks she can take on the world. Millie-Jo has only been in school for the last year. Though I have grown to love her and my life would be different without her. She has natural frizzed hair which is a washed out brown and like I said, she has an angelic voice. Rachel, however, is smaller than Aimee; in fact she is second smallest in our form. Her voice is blessed by God, I mention God because she is a Christian.
Memories of my friends: well I have to say one of them is when we had a party in the school. All of us had a dress code but if I explain, we would be here forever.
I will describe me. My hair had a couple of curls to bounce it up. My dress was designer, Julian Macdonald-star is what it was called; it has a night sky velvet top and was attached to a cream skirt with black polka dots. I had red nail varnish and bag as a contrast with a matching bow in my hair. Everything matched my unique eyes and make-up. Make-up: black mascara, blood red lip stick, baby pink blusher and sparkling eye liner.
Then there is out leaver’s service. Mrs. Berkshire, my teacher, made me say this boring thing about my achievements.
‘I am so pleased that I not only achieved but went one level above my math’s target. My confidence has grown immensely and I have improved on literacy. I have shown to be responsible and mature.’
My voice broke into a harsh cackle while saying that, I felt incredibly embarrassed as crimson plastered my cheeks. My mum was there and so I quickly got the sentence over and done with then I stepped back to my normal place. Olivia spoke her lines and I pondered around my mind, dreaming of a prettier girl. I hate the way I look.
I have honey blonde hair, straight with a few waves. My nose is normal and has a little bump at the end. Like I had written in earlier words, my eyes are a collision of woody green, sky blue and cloud grey. My pupil ‘s mark slighter to the left on my right eye with green out lining it, then the blue circling around the green and lastly on the edge of my colored part of my eye lays a light grey. My cheeks have always had a fuchsia pink addition to the fire engine red that circled my cheek bone. My eyebrows arch perfectly above my eyes; they are a pure golden blonde. Then there are my lips, an imperfect mixture of blood red and rose pink. The lower one is naturally puckered whereas the upper one is more or less hidden.
Moving down to my body, my mum says I have a supermodel figure, but she also uses the phrase ‘your belly’s bigger than your breast’s’ she loves saying that. Thanks mum. I have rather large hips which are perfect for dancing. Talk about that later.
I have really long legs, like at school people say: ‘alright giraffe?’ or ‘how’s the weather up there.’ and ‘losing any leaves yet?’ I only take them as a pinch of salt though. But my legs are perfect for dancing too, and my knees are double jointed. I have olive skin ‘cos I’m from Malta.
Malta is a very hot country. I know nothing about it for I’m bought up in England. Sorry Americans for my different spellings etc. I’ve been dancing since I was 3, eight years. Wow, times have changed. Um, there’s nothing much to say about that.
It’s been years since I’ve seen my aunt. Lie about two years. That’s only at Christmas for my granddad. My mum and my Aunt have never liked each other. In fact, from previous stories, my Aunt was a bully to my mum. I don’t like talking about her but I’ll say she has red hair. I know right, weird. But that’s exactly the colour I wish to have my hair dyed when I’m older, and I wish for it to be shaved around the bottom and a little bit of hair at the top. *search ‘pink the singer 2013’ in Google images.*
As well as dance I love writing stories-duh-and I love cricket. I love how books get me so absorbed in the author’s imagination. It makes me feel like whoa. Then cricket makes me feel fantastic and free. I feel free from everything knowing that all I have to do is try and run fast.
What else can I say or whatever?
Can I just say a big well done if you are this far in my story, don’t worry, it will get interesting soon! Hopefully anyway…
Here, I’ll describe this boy I’ve had a crush on for two years but fucked up on the third time dating him. His name is Luke and he’s Spanish. He has glossy-practically-black hair and the most loving eyes. A charming smile plastered his face and his cheeks were always perfectly pink. The only bad thing about him though was he was a bit of a bully. A bit like my dad, he’d make me wear make-up because he would say I’m ugly without it. He’d threaten to dump me if I didn’t have perfume on for I smelt like trash if I didn’t. Once he said that he only loved me for my legs. It’s making me cry just thinking about him. He did care about me though, like if I was upset or hurt he’d be there for me. Or if someone had hurt me he was there to make sure I’m bleeding or anything. I truly felt like I loved him but I’m eleven, what do I know? That’s enough about Luke. Xxx
Family:
I’ll describe them to you now; there is my thirteen year old brother who is fourteen on Friday. He is incredibly tall and sweet (plus single!) He also has honey blonde hair and long legs, his name is Joshua.
Then there’s Lillie, she is my little sister who is six years old. Like me and my brother she has the same hair colour as us. But her hair is the longest. She is quite big but just as sweet.
After Lillie there’s my mum. She is 33 and her name is Stephanie, she has bright blonde hair which is in a bob. She has a feisty temper but is a real sweet heart. My mum is a lover of twilight and vampire diaries too.
I have described twilight to you (more or less) but now it is vampire diaries turn. So Elena, the main character, is loved by Damon and Stefan but loves them both, she has glorious blonde hair in the book but in the episodes she has brown hair. Then there is Damon, his rusty dark brown hair matches perfectly with his style for black leather. Though he may come across has handsome he is evil and cruel; that’s what Elena loves about him. Stefan is like his brother Damon but his hair is soft and elegant with a gentle wave in it.
I love Paramore and P!nk and Muse and One Direction. Paramore is a band of five. With Hayley Williams as lead singer or Piano, Jeremy Davis as bass guitar, Josh Farro in electric guitar and Zac Farro in drums they make perfection in rock. Their songs ‘Crush, crush, crush’ and ‘Still into you’ are my favorites. Hayley Williams hair is wild, bright orange/red and sometimes with the wildest styles.
Then there’s P!nk, her real name is Alecia Moore. She is my Nan’s and her husband’s favorite singer apart from the band snow patrol. Alecia has bright blonde hair which is styled in different hair styles all the times.
Now that I’ve described P!nk I’ll tell you about Muse. I don’t know much about them but their songs are epic. I love super massive black hole.
oh baby don’t you know I suffer?
Oh baby can’t you hear me moan?
You caught me under false preventions,
And how long before you let me go?
That’s some of the lyrics.
Everyone knows about one direction. Made up with Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, Liam Payne and Harry Styles. I love niall he is my favorite, shame about his girlfriend though…
“To be honest, Gary was the only one I really, truly and madly loved. That’s why I let him manipulate me into thinking I’m a piece of crap. Then, eventually, he left me for another woman.”
“What!” I gasped so appalled that my mouth was massive.
“To think that all those nights I had kissed him, he had been kissing another woman. I’m over him now, Ellie if you ever want to see him again then it’s your choice but bear in mind that I have warned you.”
Everything was silent after that, with the exception of the television. There is one memory I have of my father…one horrifying memory that has scared me for life. Starring Joshua-my brother-Gary, and a bath full of boiling water. Can you guess? Well what happened is my dad had my brother in a head lock and then he shoved Josh in the bath and made him stay in there. I saved Joshua, I screamed until my lungs were about to burst. My mum came to sort me out and then she found Gary. Although he nearly murdered my brother, her son, she stayed with daddy. Daddy, what the fuck? I don’t actually know anything else about him. Oh I know, how ‘bout a description? Okay, serious Ellie. He has chocolaty brown hair, a nose which is slightly pointed. Two ear piercings on one ear and green eyes. Did you know my eyes are green, blue and grey? Well they are, anyway what’s the next topic?
Okay, confession time, so you will probably stop reading after this but I think I have imaginary friends. Well I do, it’s just ‘cos I feel so lonely at times and they help. They’re like a diary, I can tell my deepest and darkest secrets to them. So names, there is: Emmet, Rosalie, Edward, Isabella, Carlisle, Esmee, Alice, Jasper-you may recognize the names-then there’s: Seth, Jacob, Paul, Jared, Sam, Quil, Brady, Embry, Leah, Collin. I know awkward right. These people help me through my life. They are like family to me but that has a secret which has to stay a secret for I am not willing to share it.
So Emmet-muscular-dark brown hair-mate of Rosalie. Rosalie-Beautifully thin-Golden blonde hair-sister of Jasper. Jasper-controls emotions-similar hair to Rosalie-mate of Alice. Alice-can predict the future-luscious brown hair-sister of Edward. Edward-mind reader-chocolate brown hair-mate of Isabella. Isabella-likes to be known as Bella-powers of a shield-daughter in law to Esmee. Esmee-kind and loving-long wavy hair-mate of Carlisle. Carlisle-doctor-sunshine blonde hair-father of the family.
The there are the Quileute’s. A tribe and get this, they are Wolves. Like the others are Vampires. I am very imaginative. So Seth-youngest of the pack-bronze skinned-brother of Leah. Leah-only female in the pack-dead father-ex of Sam. Sam-beta in the pack-used to be alpha-actual alpha is Jacob. Jacob-has always loved Isabella-alpha of the pack-best friends with Quil. Quil-already imprinted-dark brown hair-best friends with Embry. Embry-quite new to the pack-in-love with Claire (a baby)-knows Collin. Collin-barley known-doesn’t speak much-friends with Brady. Brady-quite handsome-not in a relationship-known to Jared. Jared-fucking annoying-easy to lose his temper-known to Paul. Paul-ass-hole-in a relationship-dating Jacobs sister.
You might be wondering what imprinting means. Basically it’s when you look at a boy/girl. And it’s not gravity holding you to the earth, it’s them. You can tell them everything and have no shame for you love them. You cannot live without them and no one is allowed to hurt him or her.
When I talk to these people it’s usually in my mind but sometimes it’s out loud any my mum wonders what fuck I’m doing. Out of the pack I really like Leah. I feel I can communicate with her a lot more for she is female. Not only that but she is a good listener. Well, yeah, she can be a bitch but that’s girl for ya. The reason Leah is like that though is because she can’t have her true love. You see Leah and Sam where together and they were madly in love. But then Sam imprinted on his presently fiancée and had to let Leah go. It’s the tribal rules. Leah remains heartbroken and deep down- Sam still loves Leah. I would like to say ‘I know how she feels’ but I don’t I mean I’m eleven, bit old to have imaginary friends right?
In case you’re wondering, I do have real friends too. There’s Olivia, Nina, Shyann, Amelia, Lucy, Aimee, Millie-Jo, Rachel, Georgina and many, many more. Let me describe the people who I’ve named.
Olivia-the girl who has boy’s drooling over her-sickingly gorgeous-going to Christopher Hatton. Nina-funny, friends, and a little predictable-chocolate brown hair and rather tall-going to Weavers. Shyann-colored skin-a true Olympian-going to Weavers with her BFF Nina. Amelia-my BFF-an actor in the heart-going to Wrenn. Lucy-another BFF of Amelia-beautiful blonde hair-going to Wrenn. Aimee-also colored-another BFF of Lucy-going Wrenn. Millie-Jo-another BFF of mine-has an angelic voice-going to Wrenn. Rachel-colored skinned-nice voice-going Wrenn. Georgina-practically a super model-BFF with Molly (another friend)-going to Christopher Hatton.
I love my friends. When I say going Wrenn, Christopher Hatton, Weavers I mean that, that is the senior school we’re going to. I’m going to Wrenn. Today was our leaver’s service, I didn’t even cry. Though I probably will tonight. These people are absolutely lovely.
Olivia (in a more descriptive way) has light brown hair with honey blonde dip dye. Her skin is pale and silky and she has a glorious figure. Nina has wonderfully longs legs, chocolate brown hair which used to be in a bob but she’s now growing it. Shyann has dark brown skin; I hope this doesn’t offend any of you readers. Her running speed is unbelievable and she is rather tall. Amelia has been my BFF since year 4. The 8th year of my life, she has long autumn leaf brown hair and a chiming voice.
Lucy has pale blonde hair and olive skin for she has just arrived back in England from a holiday. Aimee is quite small but is feisty and she practically thinks she can take on the world. Millie-Jo has only been in school for the last year. Though I have grown to love her and my life would be different without her. She has natural frizzed hair which is a washed out brown and like I said, she has an angelic voice. Rachel, however, is smaller than Aimee; in fact she is second smallest in our form. Her voice is blessed by God, I mention God because she is a Christian.
Memories of my friends: well I have to say one of them is when we had a party in the school. All of us had a dress code but if I explain, we would be here forever.
I will describe me. My hair had a couple of curls to bounce it up. My dress was designer, Julian Macdonald-star is what it was called; it has a night sky velvet top and was attached to a cream skirt with black polka dots. I had red nail varnish and bag as a contrast with a matching bow in my hair. Everything matched my unique eyes and make-up. Make-up: black mascara, blood red lip stick, baby pink blusher and sparkling eye liner.
Then there is out leaver’s service. Mrs. Berkshire, my teacher, made me say this boring thing about my achievements.
‘I am so pleased that I not only achieved but went one level above my math’s target. My confidence has grown immensely and I have improved on literacy. I have shown to be responsible and mature.’
My voice broke into a harsh cackle while saying that, I felt incredibly embarrassed as crimson plastered my cheeks. My mum was there and so I quickly got the sentence over and done with then I stepped back to my normal place. Olivia spoke her lines and I pondered around my mind, dreaming of a prettier girl. I hate the way I look.
I have honey blonde hair, straight with a few waves. My nose is normal and has a little bump at the end. Like I had written in earlier words, my eyes are a collision of woody green, sky blue and cloud grey. My pupil ‘s mark slighter to the left on my right eye with green out lining it, then the blue circling around the green and lastly on the edge of my colored part of my eye lays a light grey. My cheeks have always had a fuchsia pink addition to the fire engine red that circled my cheek bone. My eyebrows arch perfectly above my eyes; they are a pure golden blonde. Then there are my lips, an imperfect mixture of blood red and rose pink. The lower one is naturally puckered whereas the upper one is more or less hidden.
Moving down to my body, my mum says I have a supermodel figure, but she also uses the phrase ‘your belly’s bigger than your breast’s’ she loves saying that. Thanks mum. I have rather large hips which are perfect for dancing. Talk about that later.
I have really long legs, like at school people say: ‘alright giraffe?’ or ‘how’s the weather up there.’ and ‘losing any leaves yet?’ I only take them as a pinch of salt though. But my legs are perfect for dancing too, and my knees are double jointed. I have olive skin ‘cos I’m from Malta.
Malta is a very hot country. I know nothing about it for I’m bought up in England. Sorry Americans for my different spellings etc. I’ve been dancing since I was 3, eight years. Wow, times have changed. Um, there’s nothing much to say about that.
It’s been years since I’ve seen my aunt. Lie about two years. That’s only at Christmas for my granddad. My mum and my Aunt have never liked each other. In fact, from previous stories, my Aunt was a bully to my mum. I don’t like talking about her but I’ll say she has red hair. I know right, weird. But that’s exactly the colour I wish to have my hair dyed when I’m older, and I wish for it to be shaved around the bottom and a little bit of hair at the top. *search ‘pink the singer 2013’ in Google images.*
As well as dance I love writing stories-duh-and I love cricket. I love how books get me so absorbed in the author’s imagination. It makes me feel like whoa. Then cricket makes me feel fantastic and free. I feel free from everything knowing that all I have to do is try and run fast.
What else can I say or whatever?
Can I just say a big well done if you are this far in my story, don’t worry, it will get interesting soon! Hopefully anyway…
Here, I’ll describe this boy I’ve had a crush on for two years but fucked up on the third time dating him. His name is Luke and he’s Spanish. He has glossy-practically-black hair and the most loving eyes. A charming smile plastered his face and his cheeks were always perfectly pink. The only bad thing about him though was he was a bit of a bully. A bit like my dad, he’d make me wear make-up because he would say I’m ugly without it. He’d threaten to dump me if I didn’t have perfume on for I smelt like trash if I didn’t. Once he said that he only loved me for my legs. It’s making me cry just thinking about him. He did care about me though, like if I was upset or hurt he’d be there for me. Or if someone had hurt me he was there to make sure I’m bleeding or anything. I truly felt like I loved him but I’m eleven, what do I know? That’s enough about Luke. Xxx
Family:
I’ll describe them to you now; there is my thirteen year old brother who is fourteen on Friday. He is incredibly tall and sweet (plus single!) He also has honey blonde hair and long legs, his name is Joshua.
Then there’s Lillie, she is my little sister who is six years old. Like me and my brother she has the same hair colour as us. But her hair is the longest. She is quite big but just as sweet.
After Lillie there’s my mum. She is 33 and her name is Stephanie, she has bright blonde hair which is in a bob. She has a feisty temper but is a real sweet heart. My mum is a lover of twilight and vampire diaries too.
I have described twilight to you (more or less) but now it is vampire diaries turn. So Elena, the main character, is loved by Damon and Stefan but loves them both, she has glorious blonde hair in the book but in the episodes she has brown hair. Then there is Damon, his rusty dark brown hair matches perfectly with his style for black leather. Though he may come across has handsome he is evil and cruel; that’s what Elena loves about him. Stefan is like his brother Damon but his hair is soft and elegant with a gentle wave in it.
I love Paramore and P!nk and Muse and One Direction. Paramore is a band of five. With Hayley Williams as lead singer or Piano, Jeremy Davis as bass guitar, Josh Farro in electric guitar and Zac Farro in drums they make perfection in rock. Their songs ‘Crush, crush, crush’ and ‘Still into you’ are my favorites. Hayley Williams hair is wild, bright orange/red and sometimes with the wildest styles.
Then there’s P!nk, her real name is Alecia Moore. She is my Nan’s and her husband’s favorite singer apart from the band snow patrol. Alecia has bright blonde hair which is styled in different hair styles all the times.
Now that I’ve described P!nk I’ll tell you about Muse. I don’t know much about them but their songs are epic. I love super massive black hole.
oh baby don’t you know I suffer?
Oh baby can’t you hear me moan?
You caught me under false preventions,
And how long before you let me go?
That’s some of the lyrics.
Everyone knows about one direction. Made up with Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, Liam Payne and Harry Styles. I love niall he is my favorite, shame about his girlfriend though…
10/6/13