Tori's Shorts

I was at my wits end. I was about to break, and I felt it was the end as I knew it. It was a cold rainy Saturday Morning. I had tried for days to get the old me back; I tried putting on a smile faking how I really felt. But Inside I was screaming and breaking. On the outside I was smiling, it’s all I could do. Fake it. I was good at it. I was an Augustine; we were good at faking emotions especially for the right people and cause. I stared out the window and watch as the rain fell, first just a smidge but then the thunder and lightning came, a rush of water fell. I starred for hours at the rain hitting the window as the droplets inched their way down. I closed my eyes as my head was spinning; first school the kids making me feel like shit for my name the name that was a disgrace. My father left only days before leaving me alone to work things out on my own to be on my own. I was used to being left behind, my sister had her family, my friends had their boo’s and me I was here. I took m...

*It was a cold fall November morning, a morning that should be like any other, but it wasn’t. Today wasn’t like any other, it was different. Different in a way where I knew my life wasn’t going to ever be the same, whether for the good or for the bad I wasn’t going to be that little girl everyone expected me to be I would be a woman full of hopes dreams and a life ahead of her. A life I didn’t know where I would fall but a life that at least I knew I belonged wherever he was. I sit here against my window sill with a blanket around me my hair up in a messy bun and a pen in my hand with my diary in the other. I tap the pen against the blank pages sighing as I couldn’t help but be blank. I looked from the lonely blank pages, that seemed to try and swallow me, to look out the window. the bright sun light beaming down on me as the rays illuminate my fair skin, the glow of my eyes shining down as I tear up full of emotions I couldn’t understand. My eyes just kept staring out the window, the ...