TH_luv
March 30th, 2008, 04:10 PM
I did NOT write this Im posting it for someone
Ember's POV
There I was. My 12 year old self sitting on my bed listening to Tokio Hotel. I didn't seem so different from other people. I wore normal clothes. I looked perfectly normal. I loved Tokio Hotel. They were Germany's most popular band in years. Why was I listening to an unknown bad in the United States? I was looking for more. They were more, more than the average shallow emo rock band. I was still looking though. I had never stepped out beyond Queens, New York, by myself. I was alone at home. My 11 year old brother was at his friend's house. He was normally the only 1 home with me besides my grandfather. My grandfather was home at 6PM, everyday except for Tuesdays. On Tuesdays, he had his day off from work. He normally went to visit my grandmother on those days. I come from a low income family. my paretns worked in a clothing factory. My mom was the manager and my dad was the boss. That didn't save them from the grueling manual labor. They weren't paid much. They worked from morning to night.
There were 2 families living with us. They were our relatives. The 1 above us where closely related to us. The one below us that lives in the basement were barely related to us. They were the relatives of the family above us. The family above us consisted of my 2 great grandparents, their son and daughter in law, and their 3 grandsons. Their grandsons were youg adults. The family in the basement are totally irrelavent to me. Everybody in the house was older than me except for my brother. My brother went to the same junior high as me. We wre totally different. He loved games while I prefered TV and music. He was short while I was average. He was plain different. WE got along OK, except for a few physical fights here and there. Of course, with my families messed up traditions, they would all take his side except for my grandmother. My grandmother moved away with my uncle. Lucky her. She didn't have to live in this ugly house. To save your breakfast, or lunch, or dinner, I won't describe my house. My family was the boring chinese family. It may sound racist, but they had their retarded ideas instead of living their lives. I am the different 1 in my family. I was different, but I was still 1 of them. I had their blood running through my veins.
Now, onto my description. I am about 5' 2". I have dark brown hair with reddish highlights. I was in 701, the honors class. The class wasn't nerdy, we disgraced the name of 701. That's what we want to do. We weren't nerds and shouldn't be treated like it. I went to a crummy school. It was the zone school, or the default school. I am constantly faced with racist slanders becuase I'm not hispanic. I have glasses that I hate. I sound emo, but I hate them. I like to live life happily no matter how much it sucks. My life at home sucked too much. I have the make the rest of my life happy. To be truthful, I am a complicated person. With the boys in my class, I am agressive. I will hit them if they did anything to me. With my friends, I was passive. They can beg 3 times and I would give in to them. I wasn't very popular. People despise me. I don't really know why. There were 11 girls in my class. I get along with them just fine.
I have a few friends. They were Eliza, Ann, Sally, Laila, Heather, Jessie, Nikki, Alex, and Phil. Alex and Phil were the only guys I really got along with. I talked with Phil more, but he was the 1 that would irritate me the most. He was sometimes emo or just too hyper. Alex and I don't talk much. He was part of our group though. The guys didn't seem to accept him, but we did. We were really the closest friends he had. Nikki wasn't in our class. She hung out with us though.
Eliza was the 1 I liked the most. She was a hyper, preppy person. She would cheer me up. I talked to Heather a lot, but....she was too blunt and cold, the type of person I hated. She seems so uncaring to everything and never take sides. At the same time, she listened. Then there's Sally. Sally is a nice person. Why wasn't she most liked by me? She was preppy like Eliza, but she was more uptight and sensitive. Ann and I were just too different. She is a good friend, but there are times when I think she's a poser. She talked like she was tough, but 1 word can break her. Laila was a girl I met in kindergarten. I reunited with her in the 4th grade. She knew most about my family, but she supported the hatred of preps and I just hate that. The rest of the people were just my friends. Eliza and Mandy were always together. Heather and I were together( IN THE FRIENDS WAY!) Ann and Jessie were together. Laila and Sally were together.
I have friends on the internet that I met on the Tokio Hotel forum. I talk to 1 of them a lot. She was a nice person, but she lived far and she was older...still, we're kind of like sisters.
That's basically my life.
Ember's POV
There I was. My 12 year old self sitting on my bed listening to Tokio Hotel. I didn't seem so different from other people. I wore normal clothes. I looked perfectly normal. I loved Tokio Hotel. They were Germany's most popular band in years. Why was I listening to an unknown bad in the United States? I was looking for more. They were more, more than the average shallow emo rock band. I was still looking though. I had never stepped out beyond Queens, New York, by myself. I was alone at home. My 11 year old brother was at his friend's house. He was normally the only 1 home with me besides my grandfather. My grandfather was home at 6PM, everyday except for Tuesdays. On Tuesdays, he had his day off from work. He normally went to visit my grandmother on those days. I come from a low income family. my paretns worked in a clothing factory. My mom was the manager and my dad was the boss. That didn't save them from the grueling manual labor. They weren't paid much. They worked from morning to night.
There were 2 families living with us. They were our relatives. The 1 above us where closely related to us. The one below us that lives in the basement were barely related to us. They were the relatives of the family above us. The family above us consisted of my 2 great grandparents, their son and daughter in law, and their 3 grandsons. Their grandsons were youg adults. The family in the basement are totally irrelavent to me. Everybody in the house was older than me except for my brother. My brother went to the same junior high as me. We wre totally different. He loved games while I prefered TV and music. He was short while I was average. He was plain different. WE got along OK, except for a few physical fights here and there. Of course, with my families messed up traditions, they would all take his side except for my grandmother. My grandmother moved away with my uncle. Lucky her. She didn't have to live in this ugly house. To save your breakfast, or lunch, or dinner, I won't describe my house. My family was the boring chinese family. It may sound racist, but they had their retarded ideas instead of living their lives. I am the different 1 in my family. I was different, but I was still 1 of them. I had their blood running through my veins.
Now, onto my description. I am about 5' 2". I have dark brown hair with reddish highlights. I was in 701, the honors class. The class wasn't nerdy, we disgraced the name of 701. That's what we want to do. We weren't nerds and shouldn't be treated like it. I went to a crummy school. It was the zone school, or the default school. I am constantly faced with racist slanders becuase I'm not hispanic. I have glasses that I hate. I sound emo, but I hate them. I like to live life happily no matter how much it sucks. My life at home sucked too much. I have the make the rest of my life happy. To be truthful, I am a complicated person. With the boys in my class, I am agressive. I will hit them if they did anything to me. With my friends, I was passive. They can beg 3 times and I would give in to them. I wasn't very popular. People despise me. I don't really know why. There were 11 girls in my class. I get along with them just fine.
I have a few friends. They were Eliza, Ann, Sally, Laila, Heather, Jessie, Nikki, Alex, and Phil. Alex and Phil were the only guys I really got along with. I talked with Phil more, but he was the 1 that would irritate me the most. He was sometimes emo or just too hyper. Alex and I don't talk much. He was part of our group though. The guys didn't seem to accept him, but we did. We were really the closest friends he had. Nikki wasn't in our class. She hung out with us though.
Eliza was the 1 I liked the most. She was a hyper, preppy person. She would cheer me up. I talked to Heather a lot, but....she was too blunt and cold, the type of person I hated. She seems so uncaring to everything and never take sides. At the same time, she listened. Then there's Sally. Sally is a nice person. Why wasn't she most liked by me? She was preppy like Eliza, but she was more uptight and sensitive. Ann and I were just too different. She is a good friend, but there are times when I think she's a poser. She talked like she was tough, but 1 word can break her. Laila was a girl I met in kindergarten. I reunited with her in the 4th grade. She knew most about my family, but she supported the hatred of preps and I just hate that. The rest of the people were just my friends. Eliza and Mandy were always together. Heather and I were together( IN THE FRIENDS WAY!) Ann and Jessie were together. Laila and Sally were together.
I have friends on the internet that I met on the Tokio Hotel forum. I talk to 1 of them a lot. She was a nice person, but she lived far and she was older...still, we're kind of like sisters.
That's basically my life.