Story of My Life
Introduction to My Life
I can't remember much of my childhood, just little bits and pieces here and there. I remember being able to see things no one else could, though.
In other words, I could see ghosts.
My abilities are where I get most of my inspiration from for some of my stories. I don't tell a whole lot of people about them, and since no one on here knows who I am, it's a safe place for to talk about my abilities.
If you're reading a story I am currently working on, I'd Rather Soak in their Blood, then I will tell you right now that Gerard's abilities are based off of mine. The only difference is that I have lost the ability to see and hear spirits, angels, and demons as people. I now see them the way Mikey sees spirits, as orbs, with the exception of nighttime. I can see demons pretty well at night. Only demons though.
When I was a kid, I only had three friends, my dog, my younger brother, and an angel. My angel once explained the concept of life and death to me, which didn't freak me out since I was one of those creepy, horror movie psychic kids. I told my younger brother, who is the person Mikey's abilities are based off of in I'd Rather Soak in their Blood, all about life and death. That immediately led to him being scarred for life and sobbing uncontrollably for hours.
My dog was practically my sister. She and I did everything together until the day she died. She's still around, protecting me just as she had in life. It's not the same, though. I can't see or hear her, I can only feel her. It really hurts sometimes.
As a kid, I also had two cousins, Michelle and George (again, fake names and I'm not creative at those :P ), who I'd hang out with just about everyday. They were both a few years older than me and I loved them as if they were my older siblings. Eventually, their mom took them away from their dad, my uncle. That meant that I didn't see either of them for about six years. Two years later, George died. He's also still around, but again, it's not the same. In December, it will be two years since he passed away.
I was bullied my whole life. I lost loved ones. I've dealt with creepy abilities. No one has ever been able to understand me. I've struggled with depression, anorexia, self-harm, and suicidal thoughts. I've hated myself.
These are just a few facts that you will learn more about if you choose to keep reading.
There are several major events that will take entire chapters to fill, so I will leave you with this basic intro and begin the first chapter of my life.
In other words, I could see ghosts.
My abilities are where I get most of my inspiration from for some of my stories. I don't tell a whole lot of people about them, and since no one on here knows who I am, it's a safe place for to talk about my abilities.
If you're reading a story I am currently working on, I'd Rather Soak in their Blood, then I will tell you right now that Gerard's abilities are based off of mine. The only difference is that I have lost the ability to see and hear spirits, angels, and demons as people. I now see them the way Mikey sees spirits, as orbs, with the exception of nighttime. I can see demons pretty well at night. Only demons though.
When I was a kid, I only had three friends, my dog, my younger brother, and an angel. My angel once explained the concept of life and death to me, which didn't freak me out since I was one of those creepy, horror movie psychic kids. I told my younger brother, who is the person Mikey's abilities are based off of in I'd Rather Soak in their Blood, all about life and death. That immediately led to him being scarred for life and sobbing uncontrollably for hours.
My dog was practically my sister. She and I did everything together until the day she died. She's still around, protecting me just as she had in life. It's not the same, though. I can't see or hear her, I can only feel her. It really hurts sometimes.
As a kid, I also had two cousins, Michelle and George (again, fake names and I'm not creative at those :P ), who I'd hang out with just about everyday. They were both a few years older than me and I loved them as if they were my older siblings. Eventually, their mom took them away from their dad, my uncle. That meant that I didn't see either of them for about six years. Two years later, George died. He's also still around, but again, it's not the same. In December, it will be two years since he passed away.
I was bullied my whole life. I lost loved ones. I've dealt with creepy abilities. No one has ever been able to understand me. I've struggled with depression, anorexia, self-harm, and suicidal thoughts. I've hated myself.
These are just a few facts that you will learn more about if you choose to keep reading.
There are several major events that will take entire chapters to fill, so I will leave you with this basic intro and begin the first chapter of my life.
Notes
So I decided to tell you guys about myself because there's some shit I need to get out but don't feel comfortable telling anyone in my life right now. Read and enjoy the drama in my life!Yours in destruction,
~ Demolition Heart
