nerdizzle92
I set sail across the Pacific many months ago. It was a spontaneous decision, something I thought of after I left my parents' house in a huff after a heated argument. I never look back. Through the turmoil my crew and I have faced along this ocean, we have discovered things that no man could have ever dreamed of.
I could feel the scorn he felt for me emanating from him, his silhouette overwhelming me as I laid in the dirt. He stared down at me and laughed haughtily, shaking his head.
"You're pathetic," he told me, his voice low and harsh. I felt a stinging sensation in my eyes as the tears flooded my vision.
She's on the edge again, staring down into the depths of God-knows-what. She doesn't know what is at the bottom, yet she can't wait to get there. She misses him, and she's more scared than she has been in her life. She looks down and wraps her arms around her stomach, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. She takes a step back. She can't do it, not even with everything going on. He abandoned her during the time she needed him most, she can't tell her family what's going on, her friends wouldn't understand her. She is alone. But she can't do it.
She has to protect the baby.
She was so straight-edge. She never did anything wrong like her best friend, Sarah. She stayed on on the sidelines as she watched her best friend party her life away, drinking and smoking pot and flirting with all the guys. As her friend went through this transformation, Amy felt more alone than ever, unable to follow her best friend down a path that could lead to her destruction.
'Maybe I'm just too scared.'
I am just trying to find my entry on the word "braid" because I really loved it. It felt powerful...