Depression sucks.......live with it by B.B. (phonics story books txt) 📖

post. He tackled me and held me down. "Take it back!" he growled. Mark was coming up behind him. "Or what?!" "Or I will make your life a living hell!" "It already was at that house" I said as I spat in his face. and on cue the music sang "I can't escape this hellllll!" "and I won't take it back!" I yelled. He then grabbed me around the throat and squeezed. I didn't need air and he knew it, but he was going to make sure I couldn't scream for help when he broke every bone in my body. I saw Marks eyes go so red it hurt to look. He lunged at my brother, tying his hands and feet, like a wild boar. "Don't touch or hurt my mate!" He half screamed, half growled in my brothers face. Meanwhile I was coughing up blood. I looked down and found a knife in my stomach. I didn't wan't to get hurt, but I guess I was too mad to notice. I coughed up at least a liter, before passing out, crap, fuck you Slate!


I groaned when I woke up. I felt like I had too many vodkas, some wine, and then beer, then got an ass whooping. Oh wait! I did, only no vodka, wine or beer, crap and sigh. I didn't open my eyes, but I felt the bandage that covered my stomach. "Time to change it?" I heard Marks voice. "Ya..." Purple! I heard a door closing softly. She took the bandage off, and then started to wrap it tighter than before, or at least I thought so. "Ow." I groaned and my eyes opened. "sissy.." she mumbled. "But you know you love me..." I said with a smirk. For that one I got a little bit tighter. "OW! what crawled up your ass and bit you!" "That's the Snow I know!" she yelled jumping on me. "OW! and you don't love me?! I'm hurt!" I faked and looked away. Only to find Razor looking at me and then jumping on me. "MOMMY!" "hi Razor." He was now 3x's the size of a Saint Bernard. wasn't he supposed to stop at 2x's. "Ok everybody off! I'm in pain!" When they still didn't move, I yelled "Mark! Get 'em off me please!" He was in the room in seconds, tearing them off and hugging me instead saying "Your Ok! Thank God!" Can you get off?" "Oh yeah.. sorry," He said as he got off. I looked at the table on the bedside, mmmmm red wine. I reached towards it. Maybe I could get drunk. A little father, got it! "Oh no your not!" Purple said. She knew when I got drunk I was stupid as hell, but none the less I downed the bottle. "Holy Crap! You finished that in one gulp!" "It was good!" I said. Crap! Still not drunk. On the other table, vodka, oh ya! I had it in seconds and it was gone! They were both watching me as the bottle went empty. I started to laugh hysterically. What was I going to do? I don't remember. I got off the bed, still laughing. "This is fun! Weeeeeeeee" I said as I spun around, then falling on my ass. I got up again and laughed harder as I saw their stupified faces. Mark slowly came up to me, but I ran to the other side of the room. I hid in the closet. "This is why your not allowed near alcohol!"Purple screamed, but only my laughs answered her. "That's the wine closet..." Mark whispered. I looked around and found a lot of wine....yummmm. They probably heard crashing and laughing as I downed one bottle after another. I then found out the door was now open and I was slung over someone's shoulder. "Nooo f-f-aaaiirrr!" I said, my words slurred. I broke into hysteria again. Purple was glaring at me, tapping her foot. "Ooooo Mommy's angry!" I said and laughed harder. "Mommy is gunna beat your sorry ass if you don't hand over the bottle in your hand!" What bottle? I looked in my left hand. Oh! That bottle. I drank it, then handed it to her laughing. Mark looked at me like I'd gone insane, then to Purple and asked. "She always like that when she gets drunk?" "Yaa......" I was laughing so hard now I coughed up blood. Wait! Shit! That ain't good! "Crap! That ain't supposed to happen! I just wanted to get drunk not cough up mother fucking blood!" "Wow.and she sobers up that fast?!" "Yup!" I saw Slate sitting in the corner. "This is your fault Mother Fucker!" My little brother had always been afraid of me, but now my hair was crimson, my eyes were crimson, and fire was dancing on my fingertips. He was bound in silver and steel chains. I let the fire cares his check and listen to him scream. Now where my brother was no virgin, I was. He screamed louder as my fire moved down his body. I stopped the fire, but then had ice crawling across his skin and he still screamed. I felt people tugging on me. I was tapping in to all my powers now so I twitched and they went flying. "Now little brother...was it nice to stab your sister?" I asked. "NO , NO IT WASN'T!! I'M SORRY!!" He screamed still in agony. Everything vanished then, fire, ice and his pain. "Good boy!" I said, and walked away catching the knife he threw after me with my mind, and whirled it around stabbing him in the gut like he had done to me.

Is power good or bad? Who gives a F*** it's still power!!! *Sigh*

As I started to walk towards the door, I fell to my knees, my head was screaming in pain. I hadn't realized but I was screaming as well. And well let's just say I got a good pair of lungs. Mark and Purple were there shaking me, asking me whats wrong, but I couldn't talk. It hurt, it hurt like my head got run over, boiled in acid, burnt to a crisp, all while it was still attached, over and over and over again. When my body tried to heal itself, the pain just got worse, so I did what I have NEVER done. I shut myself off. I couldn't feel. I could use normal senses, but I couldn't feel, I was good as dead now, and I didn't know when or if I could turn back on. I was limp now, dead people would say, cold, lifeless. I heard someone scream, and then start to cry. I assumed I was being rocked back and forth, but I couldn't tell. "She just shut herself off, she's still alive, but if she want's to turn back on she has to want it, very very bad, and even then she still might be gone." I heard my brother laugh. Mark growled and I heard a yelp as he kicked my brother. I wanted to kick his ass so bad right now! I felt feeling slowly coming into my body as I sat up and cursed. At least my head was ok now. I looked at Purple who was crying purple tears. "Will shopping make you feel better?" I asked from behind. She gasped and looked behind her. "Maybe..." she mumbled. I laughed and ruffled her hair. I looked over and saw the boys, well Mark, beating the crap out of each other (Slate). "When was my birthday?" I asked. "Two days ago on September 15" she sighed. "Hmmmm... I have a plan" I said and mumbled it in her ear. Her smile grew so big, I didn't think it could fit her face. "Ready?" she asked. "Ready!" "I WANT BLUEBERRY MUFFINS!" "WELL I WANT BLACKBERRY!" "BLUE!" "BLACK" "BLUE" "BLACK!" This was going great. Then she bitch slapped me. Part of the plan. The boys were watching us now. I bitch slapped her back. We went back and forth like that until it was at inhuman speed. Finally a strong hand grabbed each of ours. "What the hell are you doing?!" I looked up to see Marks face. I winked at Purple and we linked our other hands. "Going to celebrate my birthday!" I said sticking my tough out at him. "Not without me your not!" "Aww too late the trains full!" "What do you mean..the car has" was all he got out before..*POOF!* we were gone. We went to Purple's, got her car, and went to a bakery. yummmm. "See, now I can get blackberry muffins and you can get blueberry muffins." "Yay!" "Hey Purple! Over here!" I saw a baker beckoning her. I of course got dragged along. "Hey Max! This is m friend Snow!" "Hi!"He said sticking his hand out. "Hi..." I said shaking it. "Are you two both...." "Twins?" "No...you know...shape..." "Oh! No, I'm a mix!" I said laughing. "Ohhhh. I'm a were." "Cool." "Do you have blueberry and blackberry muffins?" I asked. "Yup! On the house, late birthday Purple told me..." "Ya actually! Thanks!" We sat at our table and I told her,while rubbing my cheek "Girl you bitch slap good!" "You better!" she said as we burst out laughing. I heard my phone go off it was Mark. I laughed and ended the call before picking up. Then Purple's went off and she did the same. "Ya wanna go see Sammy? I been acing for a flight.." I asked. "Hmmm....only if I get to ride on your back, not his, his flying scares me, you at least warn me." "Alright deal, but do NOT pull on my scales again!" She smiled and walked back to the car and drove to Sammy's house, another friend of mine. "Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong! ding!dong!" Purple pressed the doorbell repeatedly, he lived alone, so it was ok. He opened the door and was about to yell at us when he saw it was us. " Oh Hey! You guys come to celebrate your birthday with a nice flight?" "Yup, but I'm riding on her, not you." Purple said. "That's what she said!" I said. She slapped me and him when we burst out laughing. I ran to the gear closet and picked out my set. I heard all the bones in my back cracking and sighed as my enormous wings unfolded. They were bigger then anyone's, and they were black as night, with what looked like stars that sparkled on them. I slowly stepped outside. I slowly turned into a black dragon with those start looking sparkles all over me, and Sammy turned into a green dragon. Purple jumped on my tail and slowly started to crawl up my back. I snorted and lifted the back half of my body up so he slid into the seat on my back, and I took off into the black sky. "HOLLLLYYYY SHHHHIIIITTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I heard Purple scream, then she started to laugh. We got back to the house, laughing and joking. Then I saw Sammy fall to the floor, knocked out cold. Then Purple. I hissed and looked