Everlasting Lies
Page 6
Chapter 7
its Friday and it is the day of the poets writing competition. And I have never felt more ready ever. I know I can win this and I do not usually have this much confidence but part of growing up is building your confidence and that is exactly what I need. No one can ruin this day not even my parents. I hope that Grant is here today I need him the most in my life he is the only reason I can go on and preserver any more I love my big brother so much. All of a sudden I feel a tap on the back of my shoulder.
“Hey sis are you ready to win this poetry contest because I know you are ready”
“Yes as a matter a fact I am and I know I can do this with or with ought mom or dad.
“Well sorry sis looks like you are going to have to because mom and dad are really hung over and I have been trying get a hold of them.
“Oh really this is going to happen again I always new this would happen they do not care about me at all it always about getting there freaking drink on and that is all it will ever be. Mom and dad could care less about me they should have never had kids if this is what they would do to us.”
“Oh do not get upset I will see what I can do.”
It is almost time for me to get on the stage and recite my poem to the audience. I feel my eyes starting to water because I have lost all hope that my parents will ever care.
I finally step on to the stage and get ready
“Hello my name is Crystal and I am going to read you and original poem that I have made off of true feelings.”
“My parents have broken my heart.
They break me until I fall apart.
Only they can see that I am broken.
But wait I have not even spoken.
I spent hours on this poem, writing tell dawn.
I cry because I know it only will make you yawn.
Don’t you know what your drinking does to me?
It breaks me and tares us apart until you say let me be.
Only they can ignore what everyone else can see.
My mown parents the ones I love could care less about me!”
That was it my few seconds of fame tears are streaming down me cheeks and then I look up and my parents are sitting down next to grant clapping there hands, and my mother is even crying. I felt so relived and then Ms. Vivid came up to me and said I did a wonderful job. Then the judges called out the contestants and then I heard my name get called for first place, I cried harder new I had changed people even myself. I love that I stood up for myself and showed people that am a writer I am and amazing person. Nothing could stand in my way any more today is the day that I learned I am a writer.
After the competition my parents told me they should maybe slow down the drinking, they thought it may be affecting Grant and me I told them that might be a good idea. My mother thought it might be nice if we talked later tonight.
“Hey Crystal good job tonight sweetie I am proud of you”
“Thanks mom that means a lot to me and I am really glad that you and dad came today it meant so much to me”
“Did you think that grant was telling the truth earlier today, he only sad that stuff to get you fired up today.”
“Really I thought all that stuff was true today when he told me”
“No sweetie, well I better let you get of to bed good night Crystal I love you”
“I love you to mom”
I was so happy that my mother talked to me last night. I think my parents are finally starting to see it might be time for a change. This is a lovely start to a new beginning. Nothing will ever break this.
It has been a couple of week since the poetry contest and my parents have gone back to their normal ways. I hate It when they lie to me it is never anything but everlasting lies. My parents finally get home and it is three in the morning. I yelled and yelled at them. I told them that I thought there we going to stop drinking but they won’t and they really don’t care what will happen to them done the line.