Get real
I've been writng, rewriting, and editing this story. Its been months since it has been wandering around my head and so I finally told myself. "Fuck it, I'm gonna write this and see where it goes"
As all my stories each chapter has a song hidden in, or not so hidden. I don't know how to use playlists but, I can tell you the story works better with the song. Kay?
This has some hints to a novel called "Kensington Gardens" I haven't read it so I just do connections to names and places but nothing to important.
Teaser: You could see the big bang from there. Every night I would go out and sit in the ledge, swinging my legs, with a careless rhytim. Sometimes I could watch the stars, but it was london and It would always be raining. I always felt that rain was liberty.
Oh one thing I wont be updating until I get atleast 4 comments on each chapter kay?
And this story might appear to have a hell lot of grammar mistakes, btu I do it on purpose because the narrator is a working class british girl.
As all my stories each chapter has a song hidden in, or not so hidden. I don't know how to use playlists but, I can tell you the story works better with the song. Kay?
This has some hints to a novel called "Kensington Gardens" I haven't read it so I just do connections to names and places but nothing to important.
Teaser: You could see the big bang from there. Every night I would go out and sit in the ledge, swinging my legs, with a careless rhytim. Sometimes I could watch the stars, but it was london and It would always be raining. I always felt that rain was liberty.
Oh one thing I wont be updating until I get atleast 4 comments on each chapter kay?
And this story might appear to have a hell lot of grammar mistakes, btu I do it on purpose because the narrator is a working class british girl.
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The begining of the storm
teaser:However two hours later, a few minutes after midnight, I heard them argueeing, by the marmol stairs. -
Up to heaven (Not here)
I was oblivious to the insides, my mind drift into the city. Into this invisible ones. I told to myself that these were "Subhumans" -
Oh its Paradise
The skies opened and drops of water splashed around me. The sensation went through my spine again -
Down on the street
Teaser:The place was alive, and I could tell there was more down that street. -
Youth
teaser:The simple mention of my new nickname was like speed through my veins and a second later I had the oversized jeans on, and we were rushing down the stair to the street. -
Overground a rudimentary neverland
Teaser: I must have sounded so out of place, but I wanted to seem the most defiant and impertinent. The words came out of nowhere anyway -
Gimme Shelter (Nana)
teaser:It was so harmful, the voice was ringing into my head, and it felt like a sharp blade cutting everything inside me. It was long before I knew what the feeling meant it was addiction -
Not A Safe European Home
Teaser: My mothers pale and contorned face appeared through the door way, when Billy answered. She was pale and untiddy, eye bags below her eyes. -
Suburbia
teaser:Now that I think of it the flames were growing into the classes, and the fire was to begin really soon. London would be burning in months, maybe a year, but the fury was waking from its kip. -
Suburbia the filth, the filch
teaser: The rain shifts its direction and hits your face, fall is a strange time in London. As the winter came, everyone felt the flames coming out. -
Muddy thoughts.
Teaser:The cold air was screwing my lungs, my nose was freezing, and feet were knackered, but I was not going back . -
Boredom
teaser:You don't know me - I'm acting dumb