Another Lifetime

"What's the use of having your own house with nobody in it?" Tears streaming down her face she looks at the rain outside. This happens to her sometimes, she never had anybody to take care of her, to shower her with love, to guide her. Pretending to be strong and having a hard shell, she has a reputation of being mean- her being closed explained this. She wanted a friend but she was rude because she feared she would cry if she talked heart on,she thought then she'd have to depend on someone for the rest of her life. From the time she turned three she'd been in the orphanage, the other girls teased her and never wanted her among them and soon she became closed and nobody adopted her.When she turned sixteen, the lady Ruthless(-or so she named her )warned her to be prepared to be kicked out since they didn't feed chickens once they were eighteen. Since then she's been writing - all bestsellers. That thing that came from hours of staring through the window - her imagination; it was so strong u could see through her grey-brown eyes. She became one of the richest youngsters, every drop of her imagination the size of the sea and she wrote book after book, thinking in many people's shoes. But her strong and impenetrable demeanor broke down when she saw the rain. No, she wasn't scared, it reminded her of her loss- her parents died along with her baby sister, a car accident. Her relatives didn't want to take care of her and pushed her into that living hell..Which she successfully survived. But when it poured she thought about what it would've been. she would be watching football along with her dad - covered with a blanket, her mom handing them cups of hot chocolate; their favourite. Her sister- she always had thought she would've grown up to be a fashionista..Sad she didn't get to grow up in the first place. Still looking through that foggy view , she thought 'If only they had not died..' The sky started calming.. She glanced at her laptop at a little sound. She plugged in her laptop to charge it. The screen brightened up and she saw her newest work, "I've got more to go" she said, her attention diverting. She looked at it in detail and thought dreamily 'Wish i could be in their world' wanting to escape reality. The sky was clearing outside her bedroom window. And a star fell to the earth at her last words.