the black parade

“Crystal look”

her mom pointed at the big snoopy balloon that was above them.she had been at the parade for sometime and so far it was the best time any seven year old could have.

“Honey look another marching band is coming”
her dad was pointing... sure enough another band was coming. to crystal it seemed weird the day was nice and hot so why was this band was wearing black? the float was beautiful red and black roses and the band itself was on the float with people marching behind it. one of the band members had white/blonde hair, he had looked right at crystal, but being a seven year old shes was she didn't seem to notice.

~big time lapse~

It was on her ninth birthday that everything changed. Her mom had thrown a surprise party for her everything was going great till a man came to there home. her dad had been called 3 months ago to some military thing she didn't know. the man had handed her mother a letter and left. crystals life fell apart that day. she had blocked a lot of things from then on things she didn't want to remember like; the “i'm-sorry-you're-going-through-this” look her mother gave her the night she killed her self, or the the mad/hatred/anger/agony expression her grandma had at the funeral. thing went down hill she remembers waking in the hospital every now. she had gotten better during the summer of her freshmen year and that was good, But God did she very not feel lonely. All her “friends” had left her. she was being ignored more now than in middle school so that was good. The teachers almost never talked to her: she wasn't so sure if was that she had good grades or because she look like she would give them an actuated. but could care less

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