Title: Cry Little Sister Cry...
Anwen - July 5, 2005 04:47 PM (GMT)
Cry little sister, cry.
Hello again, another poetry commentary, what can I say, I enjoy writing things for my poetry ^^
Enjoy!
Dedicated to Dakota, thx 4 everything!
~*~
She was like a sister to me…
And a sister she’ll always be.
Kori threw her long chestnut hair over her shoulder smiling, she was talking to one of her best friends, Danielle, they had just gotten out of science, one of the most boring lessons known to man, they were about to go for lunch when Kori heard someone call her name frantically.
Kori turned to see her life long friend Elle running up to her, her short raven hair sticking to her pale cheeks as tears ran down her cheeks. Kori ran to her friend, they met halfway and Elle threw her arms around Kori’s neck in a desperate attempt to hang on.
When she came to me with tears in her eyes.
Kori moved Elle’s hair out of her face. “What wrong? What happened to you?”
In reply Elle only hid her face, burying it into Kori’s school uniform.
Kori stood a good head taller than Elle, they’d been friends since they could remember, but as time went on they’d changed, they had their separate groups of friends, but they remained best friends, promising they’d never grow apart. Elle had short raven black hair, when in the light was almost tinted purple, her dark green eyes shining out on her pale face. Kori was quite different, she was tall, had long light brown hair which had layers in, hazel eyes with flecks of gold and freckles on her nose. Slowly Elle she calmed down, her choking sobs dying down, until she gave a sniff and looked up to her friend.
“Kori, they lied to me…all of them.” She said quietly, Danni looking over my shoulder, looking concerned, over the years Danni had taken a liking to Elle.
“Who?” Danni asked brushing her platinum blond hair behind her ear.
“All of them…they only pretended to like me…” Elle managed to choke out before bursting into tears again. Kori knew who she was talking about, the group of people Elle had been hanging around with lately.
“You don’t need them Elle; you’re welcome to hang around with me for as long as you want.” Kori said taking Elle by the shoulders and making her look at her.
“I c-can’t keep running to y-you when I loose friends…I guess I just wasn’t meant to have friends…”
Saying she had had enough of all the lies.
“Oh and what am I? Your next door neighbour?” Said Kori putting her hands on her hips and smiling. Elle giggled softly.
“No you’re the stalker who I tell aaall my problems.” Elle said smiling faintly, but some how it wasn’t reaching her eyes. Finally she sighed and tears ran down her cheeks again. “How could they?”
Kori hugged Elle again and let her cry, she looked to Danielle for advice but she merely shrugged.
I didn’t know what to do, so I said.
“Just cry little sister cry.”
~*~
The moon shone out, reaching through the darkness scaring away the demons that plagued the darkness, but the moon couldn’t reach everywhere, Elle sat in her room, tissues surrounded her, her face was stained with tears.
She was curled up in a ball, her so called ‘friends’ had tried to harass her at her house, but thanks to her mom they’d left. Not without giving her trouble first, she lifted her head and looked into her mirror, red paint smeared her face, it stung her eyes, plastered her hair, her clothes stained, probably never to be clean again. She sighed, why they did this to her, she’d never know. Her mom was outraged, screaming at them. She wanted to phone the police, but Elle wouldn’t let her. Kori was on her way, she was horrified when her mom told her.
“Honey…” Came a voice at the door. Elle turned to see her mother’s head around the door. “I’m going out for awhile, I need to see to an emergency, say hi to Kori for me, and shower before I get back for me please.”
“What ever mom.” Elle replied dully, her mom disappeared and she heard the front door slam. Elle sighed, not being able to keep it in any longer she let herself be over come with her helpless tears which smudged the paint on her face, and made her eyes sting from the paint which seeped into them.
She pushed her head into her pillow; she let out a shuddering sob, why did it always happen to her? Why couldn’t good things happen, why couldn’t she bask in her happiness for more than a moment, why did it always drain away…to leave her cold and naked, and vulnerable.
She finally rolled onto her back, her eyes rested on a picture frame on her bedside table, it was of her and Kori, they both had cheesy grins plastered onto their faces, they were happy. Kori…the only good thing in Elle’s life, she heaved another sigh.
She was always there smiling.
She sat up and pulled put an old photo album and started to look through it, her eyes widened, with every picture, her smile slowly died, the happiness from her eyes slowly leaked out…it scared her, she closed the book with a snap.
But then the smile disappeared.
She heard the door knock downstairs and she knew it was Kori, she went and let her in, she sat in the living-room, Kori kept shooting Elle looks of concern, she knew something was bothering her best friend.
“Elle…” She started. Elle looked at her friend, Kori’s eyes bore into her soul, it was like she knew her feelings better than herself, but did she? Elle had been feeling something, something dark, she wanted it all to stop, but what a stupid thought, she couldn’t stop everything, to stop everything would mean to be…well, dead. The word lingered in her mind until she heard Kori calling her name softly.
“Elle…Elle, you’re crying.” She murmured, her eyes filled with concern, she went over and wrapped her arms around Elle, Elle gave another sob and Kori pulled away. “Tell me what’s on your mind.” She said quietly.
“You don’t want to know.” Elle stated not looking at Kori, but at her own hands, she blinked and saw for a second them covered in crimson, crimson of blood that seeped from a wound, a wound fatal.
“Try me?”
“You wouldn’t understand, you’re life is perfect, and mines terrible, why do I have to suffer Kori WHY?” She heard the words pour from her mouth but it was like she was watching from above.
“When did you start to think this Elle?” Kori asked hurt evidently laced in her voice.
“I’ve always thought it Kori.” Elle said her voice rising to a distressed scream. “How come everyone hates me, does life hate me? I WANT IT TO END KORI!” She finally screamed.
Kori’s eyes widened.
She wanted it to end,
She screamed it through tears.
Elle didn’t bother wiping away her tears, she let them fall freely, her breath came out in forced rags, as though each breath was hard to process, as if her lungs didn’t want to work anymore, because, they didn’t.
Kori stood up and backed away, tears forming in her own eyes. She didn’t know what to do, her best friend just screamed that she basically wanted to die, it was hard to process.
Finally Kori wrapped her arms around Elle, in her own desperate attempt to hold onto her friend, she couldn’t hurt herself.
I couldn’t do anything to help,
Accept say:
“Cry little sister cry.”
~*~
Kori stood alone, because that’s what she was alone.
“Elle…” She whispered. She stood before a white tombstone. Tears fell from Kori’s eyes, smearing her make-up, weighing her face down with hurt, regret…and most of all, guilt.
My little sister had had enough.
The memory still made her heart feel cold, still made her soul shiver in terror as the memory came back. When Elle took the final step…and sealed her fate.
It all became too much.
*
Kori knocked on the door, she really needed to see Elle, she’d left a letter at her house, giving her all her things, with a repeated sorry at the bottom it had been signed,
Love a fallen friend,
Elle
xXx
It was all Kori needed, she sprinted the half a mile to Elle’s house and hammered on the door, so there she was. She let out a distressed cry and grabbed the handle, she swung open the door and rushed up the stairs, repeatedly calling Elle’s name, she fell into Elle’s room to find her best friend lying in a pool of crimson, her once pale skin, now white, her eyes clear unseeing, unknowing…unliving.
Kori had grasped her friend’s crimson hand, tugged away the knife and threw it away, she screamed in emotional agony, she’d let this happen.
*
So there so stood, her guilt not permitting her to move, she couldn’t being herself to do it…her Elle, her little sister, had taken her own life.
She took her life and caused me pain…
Kori slowly turned and walked to the path, not saying a word, not making a sound.
So now I have nothing to say.
Kori started her walk home, alone.
Accept…
At home she flipped through the photo album Elle had left to her, tears hadn’t stopped falling from her eyes since the sight of her little sisters body…she heaved a heavy sigh and let sobs take her body, she curled up in a ball, only her and her despair.
Cry big sister cry.
~*~
So…what dya think? Go on…be honest ^^
Banner courtesy of Dakota.
Luvz ya
Anwen
~*~I may not be beautiful, but the name is~*~[IMG]
http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y183/Indi...rylilsiscry.jpg[/IMG]
Hello again, another poetry commentary, what can I say, I enjoy writing things for my poetry ^^
Enjoy!
Dedicated to Dakota, thx 4 everything!
~*~
She was like a sister to me…
And a sister she’ll always be.
Kori threw her long chestnut hair over her shoulder smiling, she was talking to one of her best friends, Danielle, they had just gotten out of science, one of the most boring lessons known to man, they were about to go for lunch when Kori heard someone call her name frantically.
Kori turned to see her life long friend Elle running up to her, her short raven hair sticking to her pale cheeks as tears ran down her cheeks. Kori ran to her friend, they met halfway and Elle threw her arms around Kori’s neck in a desperate attempt to hang on.
When she came to me with tears in her eyes.
Kori moved Elle’s hair out of her face. “What wrong? What happened to you?”
In reply Elle only hid her face, burying it into Kori’s school uniform.
Kori stood a good head taller than Elle, they’d been friends since they could remember, but as time went on they’d changed, they had their separate groups of friends, but they remained best friends, promising they’d never grow apart. Elle had short raven black hair, when in the light was almost tinted purple, her dark green eyes shining out on her pale face. Kori was quite different, she was tall, had long light brown hair which had layers in, hazel eyes with flecks of gold and freckles on her nose. Slowly Elle she calmed down, her choking sobs dying down, until she gave a sniff and looked up to her friend.
“Kori, they lied to me…all of them.” She said quietly, Danni looking over my shoulder, looking concerned, over the years Danni had taken a liking to Elle.
“Who?” Danni asked brushing her platinum blond hair behind her ear.
“All of them…they only pretended to like me…” Elle managed to choke out before bursting into tears again. Kori knew who she was talking about, the group of people Elle had been hanging around with lately.
“You don’t need them Elle; you’re welcome to hang around with me for as long as you want.” Kori said taking Elle by the shoulders and making her look at her.
“I c-can’t keep running to y-you when I loose friends…I guess I just wasn’t meant to have friends…”
Saying she had had enough of all the lies.
“Oh and what am I? Your next door neighbour?” Said Kori putting her hands on her hips and smiling. Elle giggled softly.
“No you’re the stalker who I tell aaall my problems.” Elle said smiling faintly, but some how it wasn’t reaching her eyes. Finally she sighed and tears ran down her cheeks again. “How could they?”
Kori hugged Elle again and let her cry, she looked to Danielle for advice but she merely shrugged.
I didn’t know what to do, so I said.
“Just cry little sister cry.”
~*~
The moon shone out, reaching through the darkness scaring away the demons that plagued the darkness, but the moon couldn’t reach everywhere, Elle sat in her room, tissues surrounded her, her face was stained with tears.
She was curled up in a ball, her so called ‘friends’ had tried to harass her at her house, but thanks to her mom they’d left. Not without giving her trouble first, she lifted her head and looked into her mirror, red paint smeared her face, it stung her eyes, plastered her hair, her clothes stained, probably never to be clean again. She sighed, why they did this to her, she’d never know. Her mom was outraged, screaming at them. She wanted to phone the police, but Elle wouldn’t let her. Kori was on her way, she was horrified when her mom told her.
“Honey…” Came a voice at the door. Elle turned to see her mother’s head around the door. “I’m going out for awhile, I need to see to an emergency, say hi to Kori for me, and shower before I get back for me please.”
“What ever mom.” Elle replied dully, her mom disappeared and she heard the front door slam. Elle sighed, not being able to keep it in any longer she let herself be over come with her helpless tears which smudged the paint on her face, and made her eyes sting from the paint which seeped into them.
She pushed her head into her pillow; she let out a shuddering sob, why did it always happen to her? Why couldn’t good things happen, why couldn’t she bask in her happiness for more than a moment, why did it always drain away…to leave her cold and naked, and vulnerable.
She finally rolled onto her back, her eyes rested on a picture frame on her bedside table, it was of her and Kori, they both had cheesy grins plastered onto their faces, they were happy. Kori…the only good thing in Elle’s life, she heaved another sigh.
She was always there smiling.
She sat up and pulled put an old photo album and started to look through it, her eyes widened, with every picture, her smile slowly died, the happiness from her eyes slowly leaked out…it scared her, she closed the book with a snap.
But then the smile disappeared.
She heard the door knock downstairs and she knew it was Kori, she went and let her in, she sat in the living-room, Kori kept shooting Elle looks of concern, she knew something was bothering her best friend.
“Elle…” She started. Elle looked at her friend, Kori’s eyes bore into her soul, it was like she knew her feelings better than herself, but did she? Elle had been feeling something, something dark, she wanted it all to stop, but what a stupid thought, she couldn’t stop everything, to stop everything would mean to be…well, dead. The word lingered in her mind until she heard Kori calling her name softly.
“Elle…Elle, you’re crying.” She murmured, her eyes filled with concern, she went over and wrapped her arms around Elle, Elle gave another sob and Kori pulled away. “Tell me what’s on your mind.” She said quietly.
“You don’t want to know.” Elle stated not looking at Kori, but at her own hands, she blinked and saw for a second them covered in crimson, crimson of blood that seeped from a wound, a wound fatal.
“Try me?”
“You wouldn’t understand, you’re life is perfect, and mines terrible, why do I have to suffer Kori WHY?” She heard the words pour from her mouth but it was like she was watching from above.
“When did you start to think this Elle?” Kori asked hurt evidently laced in her voice.
“I’ve always thought it Kori.” Elle said her voice rising to a distressed scream. “How come everyone hates me, does life hate me? I WANT IT TO END KORI!” She finally screamed.
Kori’s eyes widened.
She wanted it to end,
She screamed it through tears.
Elle didn’t bother wiping away her tears, she let them fall freely, her breath came out in forced rags, as though each breath was hard to process, as if her lungs didn’t want to work anymore, because, they didn’t.
Kori stood up and backed away, tears forming in her own eyes. She didn’t know what to do, her best friend just screamed that she basically wanted to die, it was hard to process.
Finally Kori wrapped her arms around Elle, in her own desperate attempt to hold onto her friend, she couldn’t hurt herself.
I couldn’t do anything to help,
Accept say:
“Cry little sister cry.”
~*~
Kori stood alone, because that’s what she was alone.
“Elle…” She whispered. She stood before a white tombstone. Tears fell from Kori’s eyes, smearing her make-up, weighing her face down with hurt, regret…and most of all, guilt.
My little sister had had enough.
The memory still made her heart feel cold, still made her soul shiver in terror as the memory came back. When Elle took the final step…and sealed her fate.
It all became too much.
*
Kori knocked on the door, she really needed to see Elle, she’d left a letter at her house, giving her all her things, with a repeated sorry at the bottom it had been signed,
Love a fallen friend,
Elle
xXx
It was all Kori needed, she sprinted the half a mile to Elle’s house and hammered on the door, so there she was. She let out a distressed cry and grabbed the handle, she swung open the door and rushed up the stairs, repeatedly calling Elle’s name, she fell into Elle’s room to find her best friend lying in a pool of crimson, her once pale skin, now white, her eyes clear unseeing, unknowing…unliving.
Kori had grasped her friend’s crimson hand, tugged away the knife and threw it away, she screamed in emotional agony, she’d let this happen.
*
So there so stood, her guilt not permitting her to move, she couldn’t being herself to do it…her Elle, her little sister, had taken her own life.
She took her life and caused me pain…
Kori slowly turned and walked to the path, not saying a word, not making a sound.
So now I have nothing to say.
Kori started her walk home, alone.
Accept…
At home she flipped through the photo album Elle had left to her, tears hadn’t stopped falling from her eyes since the sight of her little sisters body…she heaved a heavy sigh and let sobs take her body, she curled up in a ball, only her and her despair.
Cry big sister cry.
~*~
So…what dya think? Go on…be honest ^^
Banner courtesy of Dakota.
Luvz ya
Anwen
~*~I may not be beautiful, but the name is~*~[IMG]
http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y183/Indi...rylilsiscry.jpg[/IMG]
Dakota - July 5, 2005 08:56 PM (GMT)
anwen u made me cry, the story was amazing u know it takes a lot to work me up buh this came sooo close im shaking lol
u have to d another one like this okay, and can u plz read freak like me and write sumhing, anything there so it cums up as new coz ppl dont know i updated coz u cant double post
n e ways banner isnt showing up so ill post it here
oh and just an idea buh we could do this for our yr 11 divised it would be soooo cool seriosly i got it stuck in my head now i wanna act it lol its amazing
ttyl
luv koti
u have to d another one like this okay, and can u plz read freak like me and write sumhing, anything there so it cums up as new coz ppl dont know i updated coz u cant double post
n e ways banner isnt showing up so ill post it here
oh and just an idea buh we could do this for our yr 11 divised it would be soooo cool seriosly i got it stuck in my head now i wanna act it lol its amazing
ttyl
luv koti
Marzipan - September 10, 2005 07:22 PM (GMT)
I know this is fairly old, but I seem to have forgotten to comment until now, when I'm moving it to Drama. I don't know why I didn't comment before, it's great. (terribly depressing, but that was the idea, I guess)
gossipgirl - November 11, 2005 01:21 PM (GMT)
you are so extremly talented. i hope i can be as good as you one day!!! read my entries under poems and give me some feedback