change of life

What is reality? We speak of it but does anyone know what true reality is? To some people it is a reality. If your enlightened you can walk on water. To some there is always a trick behind the unexplained. There are millions of different realities and millions of different views. I am here today to tell you my reality my view. It all started.....(Voice fades)


“ Ash!, get up!” said the sweet voice of Ash's mother.

“Five more minutes...” Grumbled the young child.

“ NOW ASH!” The mother screamed from the kitchen.

“ Alright alright!” Ash yelled back to her mother.

Ash ran her fingers threw her coal black hair and growled rolling out of bed. She arched her back a bit stretching. The fact that it was day time threw Ash into a bad mood. She was sprawled out on the bed. The cover only covered her middle body. Over her lower back and down to her knees. She turned over throwing the sheet off but not opening her eyes just yet. She moved her pale soft hand over the smooth silk sheets. She loved the way silk felt so smooth and soft. She finally pried her Crystal blue eyes open. Ash looked around her blood red room. Her mother let her do as she wished with her room. Even thou her mother thought it was dreadfully depressing. Her mother was always a cheerful woman. Ash on the other hand tended to look on the dark side of things. Little did she know how dark her life was going to get. She turned over and looked down at the black silk sheets and up at the thin black material that draped over the top of her bed. Which had iron bars that connected to bars up at the top making a box with no middle. It was a strange bed but she liked it. Ash then crawled out of bed at last. She put on a black shirt with a muscle shirt on top that matched it. Her sleeves where long they covered her hands so she cut holes in the sides and poked her thumbs threw them. She then pulled up some jeans over her girl boxers. She was indeed different. Ash walked to the bathroom and closed the mirror that opened up to be a medicine cabinet . She slammed the mirror or door (which ever you prefer) closed. She grabbed some gel and slapped it on her head and moved her hand over her head spiking each piece of hair on her head. When she was done she washed her hands getting some of her shirt wet but right now she didn't care. Ash then walked out of the bathroom putting of course black socks on with black men's hiking boots. She walked down the hallway and growled at the light pink color and growled even louder when she entered the kitchen that was filled with light. It was white so it seemed as thou the room was shinning. Ash didn't like this because it was so bright she was more into the darker colors. Ash heard her mother say good morning but she just grunted and grabbed her black book bag. She then walked to the table and grabbed her shades and walked out of the house. She gripped the loop on top of the bag and threw the bag over her shoulder. Ash had always been very strong for someone her age so the books in the bag didn't effect her when it was thrown over her shoulder. She stretched once again and yawned. She was always alone and never spoke to anyone. There were so many rumors about her. They said she was evil or psychotic. She enjoyed it that way very much maybe a bit more than she should. She walked down the street it was only a block or two away from the school. She then made her way to the school yard which was surrounded by gates. The doors opened and she walked in. She was apart of a special school. One that only except the more advanced students. The students who were absolutely brilliant. This school thou didn't only accept the people who were good in math, science, language or academics. They accepted writers, artist, builders. If you were brilliant in something they had a place for you here. Thou the school was very happy. Everyone was always challenging each other. They always tried to be better to beat each other. Ash on the other hand wanted to be good for her. She was completely different from how the world wanted her to be. That was her greatest strength and her greatest weakness. Ash had many talents a writer, a artist, a builder. Anything you could name she probably did it. The greatest teachers and minds at that school were baffled. They could not understand how she thought her way of doing things. Her way of being but it sure seemed to work for her. She pulled open the doors open and walks in . You could hear her shoes echo as she walked down the empty hall. She was late as usual but the teachers couldn't say much she was a good student as hard as it was a good student as hard it was to believe and she brought the school great honor. School lasted the usual 8 hours for her. She left the school grounds as soon as the bell rang everyone watching her and talked about her. She just walked away thou. She never tried to pick a fight or anything. She was pretty good at keeping her mouth shut when she thought it was best but that doesn't mean she couldn't fight. She was a very good fighter. Ash stayed out till late nights doing what she usually did. She caused problems and joked around. She was well known with the cops. She had never done any major crimes but she was no angel either. She stole, broke and enter properties that weren't hers, fought, and much more. By the time she started walking home it was night. The silver moon was shinning bright as ever. The stars burned away complete darkness. She closed her eyes.*

(voice fades in ) At this point I thought... i could handle anything going back remembering this day... only proves that no matter how tough you think you are. You always have something tougher ahead of you. That gives you a purpose to carry on. No matter how hard the road is ahead that is your reason to be here. To fulfill that mission no matter how big or small it is always important to continue on with your mission. People who decide to take their life. It throws the world off balance. It destroys a small part of fate. Once fate is gone all chaos will rule. I didn't know that then. I didn't know people could die before fate willed them to. I was a fool back then nothing more. Up until that date i was nothing just a small part of fate. But then.... (voice fades out)

Ash looked up and saw something she had never seen before. Two creatures fighting or in Ash's mind they were creatures. She saw things that had wings yet looked like a human. She jumped back as one of the fell. This creature had angelic wings that was a metallic silver color. They were so beautiful and at that moment... that very second Ash would never be the same. She then picked the creature up and placed the unconscious creature on her shoulder and ran. She looked back to see a creature with wings that had wings of gold. Blood dripped down off of it's wings. She had excellent hearing and at times it came in handy she just had trouble with very loud sounds. She could hear the blood it dripped to her heart beat or so it seemed. Every drop she heard hit the ground her heart would pound against her breast plate. She then looked back ahead of her and gasped as she saw a shadow in front of her she knew what was going to happen. The creature slammed down right behind her causing her to trip. Then... nothing black as if nothing existed. Her last thought was oh god I'm going to die alone..!


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