Gone
This is the story of a girl,
She lost herself a couple times along the way,
But nobody can say,
She isn't what she is today.
~Shred Starkey
Chapter 1
Half of My Heart
It takes a strong person to do the right thing and have the faith to know with all their heart it wasn't wrong. That it wasn't the exact opposite of what they were supposed to do. It's will power and faith.
It took a strong person to cradle his brothers daughter and promise her the fullest life he couldn't give her.
Good thing he was a strong person. He was the strongest person to ever walk the Earth.
No one alive could see that except for the sleeping baby in his arms, and it even took her years and years and nearly a life time to see that.
"Sleep pretty darling do not cry, and I will sing a lullabye." He is whispering the words to her, the sweet comforting words that everyone needs.
Too bad he'd never gotten those words. Too bad no one had known those words when he'd needed them most. Maybe that's why he was the way he was.
So he lays the little girl down, right in the middle of the pillow's he's rimmed his bed with, and lays next to her to make sure she wont roll off the bed.
That would be a disaster.
One to top the charts.
So all night he thinks of the right thing to say, the right thing to tell a two year old girl. He prays that something just might come to him. And all night he watches her toss and turn and twitch in her unholy nightmarish sleep.
He wonders what the future could do to this beautiful baby girl, what the future might hold in store for a girl that doesn't belong in her fathers arms.
He wonders if she will ever have the chance to see her father, have the privalage to love her father like he'd never had the privalage of doing.
But slowly he lets the thoughts seep to the back of his mind, and prays.
Father, please bless her. Please give here everything she will ever want to get through life. Give her what she knows in her heart she will need. Lord I love her so.
And he falls asleep, falls asleep knowing she is safe and warm and in good hands.
Strong, caring, loving hands.
The morning holds something completely different though.
She is laughing and giggling and bouncing on the bed when he wakes up.
"Jeez, Crocodile." He laughs. "Aren't you hungry?"
And the little girl sits stock still in her place, nodding her head feverantly and clapping her hands.
So he scoops her up in his strong and somewhat hairy arms and swiftly dances her into the kitchen where she laughs and plays with the radio that has been removed from atop the refridgerator.
She pauses on a techno station, she pauses on a metal station, she pauses on a christian gospel station, and lands herself in the middle of rock and roll.
And he is proud of her.
"Crocodile, this is the food of the soul." He tells her, feeding her a bowl of Rice Crispies and cut up strawberries.
She is smiling and watching the radio contently, laughing when something she hasn't heard before happens.
And the unexpected happens. The batteries die as the soul food changes pace. It dies as The Beatles sing a ballad she will fill her soul with in the coming years.
Speaking words of wisdom, Let It Be...
It took a strong person to cradle his brothers daughter and promise her the fullest life he couldn't give her.
Good thing he was a strong person. He was the strongest person to ever walk the Earth.
No one alive could see that except for the sleeping baby in his arms, and it even took her years and years and nearly a life time to see that.
"Sleep pretty darling do not cry, and I will sing a lullabye." He is whispering the words to her, the sweet comforting words that everyone needs.
Too bad he'd never gotten those words. Too bad no one had known those words when he'd needed them most. Maybe that's why he was the way he was.
So he lays the little girl down, right in the middle of the pillow's he's rimmed his bed with, and lays next to her to make sure she wont roll off the bed.
That would be a disaster.
One to top the charts.
So all night he thinks of the right thing to say, the right thing to tell a two year old girl. He prays that something just might come to him. And all night he watches her toss and turn and twitch in her unholy nightmarish sleep.
He wonders what the future could do to this beautiful baby girl, what the future might hold in store for a girl that doesn't belong in her fathers arms.
He wonders if she will ever have the chance to see her father, have the privalage to love her father like he'd never had the privalage of doing.
But slowly he lets the thoughts seep to the back of his mind, and prays.
Father, please bless her. Please give here everything she will ever want to get through life. Give her what she knows in her heart she will need. Lord I love her so.
And he falls asleep, falls asleep knowing she is safe and warm and in good hands.
Strong, caring, loving hands.
The morning holds something completely different though.
She is laughing and giggling and bouncing on the bed when he wakes up.
"Jeez, Crocodile." He laughs. "Aren't you hungry?"
And the little girl sits stock still in her place, nodding her head feverantly and clapping her hands.
So he scoops her up in his strong and somewhat hairy arms and swiftly dances her into the kitchen where she laughs and plays with the radio that has been removed from atop the refridgerator.
She pauses on a techno station, she pauses on a metal station, she pauses on a christian gospel station, and lands herself in the middle of rock and roll.
And he is proud of her.
"Crocodile, this is the food of the soul." He tells her, feeding her a bowl of Rice Crispies and cut up strawberries.
She is smiling and watching the radio contently, laughing when something she hasn't heard before happens.
And the unexpected happens. The batteries die as the soul food changes pace. It dies as The Beatles sing a ballad she will fill her soul with in the coming years.
Speaking words of wisdom, Let It Be...



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please dont do that on here... -_-
aw, :'( is this the end?
nope, nowhere near!!! i just am getting cut down with time and space... stupid parents -_-
oh good...and yeah aren't parents a drag? :)
yeah.... tell me about it -_-
yea.....my moms yelling at my brother right now :| like usual. :(
my mum's giving my the silent treatment...
aw, :( (if you don't mind me asking) how come? (if you don't want to say, that's fine and I totally understand!)
sniff this is sad...
you think this is bad?the ending will kill you!!!
aww! way to get my hopes up! :'(
no no no no no no, its a great ending and totally twists the story around (be it good or bad is your opinion) so keep the hopes up, dont be down!!!!
alright, I will! :)
wow, it was really good. So all of it was true? Did your dad/uncle really die in Iraq? I'm so sorry, that's terrible. :'( My friend's dad is there now. War sucks. War is stupid.
and yeah, I guess the ending is good, bittersweet. :)
Yep, its all really real. Super serious. This is why I hate fighting. Everytime my mum and stepdad fight I cry like a baby and go into mental shut down mode. I just can't handle it. War, I think, is the worst idea ever thought of and who ever thought of it should die at war to see how much pain it causes.
omg, I'm so sorry. yeah today in school we had a veterans memorial service...pretty sad.
god, whenever I hear Let It Be or Blow Away now I'm gonna cry I bet! :'(
seriously, you don't know how inspiring that was. I always seem to forget how lucky I am and how grateful I should be, so thank you. Very moving.
(btw....is all the like insanity stuff real too?)
Me? Inspiring? Bahahaha sure
oh here we go again ;)
That was a lot longer originally.... it was like, sure but everyone interprets things differently. You may be inspired but other people might just be depressed. And there was a heart because it means a lot to me that you stuck with even though it was messed up and twisted then there was a smiley because it makes me happy to know I kinda opened your eyes sorta... but yeah, its all real. Insanity and not.
That was a lot longer originally.... it was like, sure but everyone interprets things differently. You may be inspired but other people might just be depressed. And there was a heart because it means a lot to me that you stuck with even though it was messed up and twisted then there was a smiley because it makes me happy to know I kinda opened your eyes sorta... but yeah, its all real. Insanity and not.
I dunno why that posted two, but don't cry when you hear blow away, its a great song and its not meant to be sad. You can cry all you want over let it be because I do too lol, but seriously... blow away is a great song, don't let it bring you down lol
thanks...even tho I don't really know you, I"m always gonna think of you when I hear it at least. :)
I was literally crying the whole time! When it got to the end and said it was real, I couldn't comprehend it for a while. I honestly never usually thought that my life was bad-infact, I love my life-but for the times that I'm not my usual optemistic self, I'll look to this for courage because you kept your hope through your music, and your optemism is by far the best I've ever seen. Very inspirational story, and I'm sorry that all of that had to happen to you. :(
Dont cry, its just meant to open your eyes to the world around you. And I don't think my life is bad, sure there are times where its like, 'yeah fml' but losing my dad was the worst thing ever and im still enduring it! But, do you really thing Im optimistic? That's the last thing it am! But than you, rather proud of letting people see that side for once but don't be sorry, it certainly wasn't your fault!
wow. i dont kno wat 2 say
No one asked you to say anything lol. Im just venting. I don't even remember why I posted it haha