An Angels Caress

Begining Backround:

Name:Sydney Shiztuk

Orgin:German

Age:16 going on 17

Description: Black hair about shoulder length. Very straight. Side Fringe that is chocolate brown. Aqua blue eyes. Pale Skin. Average looks.

Personality:Sweet once you break through her shell. Sort of a rebel. Parents died when she was eleven. She lives with her aunt Tia.

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I walk to school slowly. Taking my sweet time. Since my parents died I have became sort of a bad girl I guess. I don't do much at school even when I go and my teachers just don't talk to me. At first I was really depressed. I even contemplated suicide. But now I just don't let anybody know me.

I don't even have a best friend really. My cousin, Mary, lives with me, She's fifteen and well I guess technically I live with her but you get it. And she is the only person who knows me really. I have only let my walls down with Mary.

When I was little my best friend,Jennica, played all the time with me. But after the accident she began being a real b/tch. She called me a freak and emo and a bunch of things. I never even had the chance to really care though.

So now I'm Sydney. The loner. The freak. The emo that nobody would care about if she died. They would probably all throw a parade in fact. I had only had one crush. His name was Carlos. He had tan skin and Black hair slightly below his ear that hung in his eyes. Which were coal black. He was my best friend for only four weeks.

Then he moved and we called eachother all the time. Then my parents told me he had actually died and that I had been calling one of there friends who they had setup so I wouldn't feel so hurt. But I was outraged. I threw a book at my dad's head. It had been hard too. That was why he had a scar on his left wrist.

Your probably thinking,"Oh god she is gunna start crying any second.'' No. I am pretty emotionless unless you figure out how to unlock this shell. The key was broken a while ago. Try to make another one. Just try.. That's the thing. Nobody cares. Nobody trys. Nobody even bothers with me anymore.

On that thought I decide to ditch school and go to the skate park. My board is in my book bag and there is one person who will occasionally speak to me at the park. His name is Danny I think. But I refuse to let him in. We will talk and talk but I never let him get the key. He does try. But I think he has given up.

My board is neon green and rather faded because it's old. I get to the park and begin doing tricks. Going up and down ramps. Jumping and flipping then landing back on the board. When I skate I feel alive. Like nothing can stop me. Like..Everything is normal. And I need to rush home to my parent's to get dinner.

One time right after they died I actually thought that them dying was a dream. So I did rush home to get to dinner..Only the house was just as it has been for going on six years. A few rooms had uncharred furniture. But my parents room was covered in ashes. Their bed. Gone. Their clothes. Gone. Their essence. Gone.

The only thing I had found, was indeed found on the day I thought it was a dream. I went into their room and found a tattered piece of paper on the floor. It was hidden in the bed's ashes. And it read.

Dearest Daughter,

In case we ever die, by fire,by murder,by kidnapping or anything. Know we love you. So much. And you are the most beautiful little girl that anybody could ever dream of having. And whatever you do try to forget us and make the best of your life.

Love,Mum and Dad.

I of course starting crying. But had I not have found that I may have killed myself. Or went insane. That gave me strength. And of course I died my hair, in a desperate attempt to carry on their wishes and forget about them. I went from a bleach blonde to this. Of course I can't forget them. The way I'm treated everyday is a constant reminder of them. But I never cry.

Back to skating, I ride up and down ramps for several hours doing tricks and whatnot. Just as I'm about to leave I get crushed by someone who fell on top of me. It's like they just fell right out of the sky..