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The Girl they named Yolanda
part 1.
"It truely did begin the same exact way it would have started, as another would politely say it ended before it could even start or as one would say it was only *the beginning before the end.*"
[Prologue]
As the wind started to pick up out of nowhere i could hear its high pitched whistle like howl slowly starting to creep up in a pace that was quite fast. It was almost as if it was trying to mimic the sounds of a tea pot ready to tell you that your hot water is done, yet instesd of a kettle on top of a stove top.
I could only enjoy this noise through the sides of my window, every time the wind progressed the overly irritating sounds of the one to many little tree branches or vines that smack up against the windows to the first floor of the house, as I listen to the echoes fade off as it whips its way back into the distance.
As the music is playing softly in the background, my younger sister and i are enjoying each others company as we had decided to play a hand in a card game. One we would often play together, I assumed it was the only game she knew how to play but she would claim it was because she really liked Rummy. Her rules though.
While i ran up the stairs to grab a random deck, we would split the task and she would be waiting downstairs clearing out a space up a settimg up a moment that would have been surrounded by laughter that could corrupt and fill up A whole entire room. A joyful evening blessed with silliness and delightful cheers would soon be interrupted by some drama her boyfriend would cause.
Especially when he felt like she wasnt providing him with the right amount of attention in that very moment. To me it just seemed like he was doing it just to provoke her, to see how far he could push her just so he can laugh when he got the reaction he was looking for out of her.
He knew how to stir up her emotions to get her pissed off enough to blame it all on her. It would set her off, and honestly it did set me off as well, only because that is the shit I didn't like, it truly seemed like he would only come over just to only hurt her, or pull some shit like that.
The Begining Before the end
It was the night of August 16th and the year of 2006, around 5:30pm. Surprised by how oddly warm the evening was this time of year in the town of Plymouth Massachusetts, and how quite it was outside. It did give me a feeling I never felt before almost as if it was like I was looking at a ghost Town.
The noises of birds chirping, and car honkings soon faded out and than it just happened, I couldn't control it, I never ever saw it coming, but on that very night and on that very day, my whole life changed, in more ways than one, It was...
"It truely did begin the same exact way it would have started, as another would politely say it ended before it could even start or as one would say it was only *the beginning before the end.*"
[Prologue]
As the wind started to pick up out of nowhere i could hear its high pitched whistle like howl slowly starting to creep up in a pace that was quite fast. It was almost as if it was trying to mimic the sounds of a tea pot ready to tell you that your hot water is done, yet instesd of a kettle on top of a stove top.
I could only enjoy this noise through the sides of my window, every time the wind progressed the overly irritating sounds of the one to many little tree branches or vines that smack up against the windows to the first floor of the house, as I listen to the echoes fade off as it whips its way back into the distance.
As the music is playing softly in the background, my younger sister and i are enjoying each others company as we had decided to play a hand in a card game. One we would often play together, I assumed it was the only game she knew how to play but she would claim it was because she really liked Rummy. Her rules though.
While i ran up the stairs to grab a random deck, we would split the task and she would be waiting downstairs clearing out a space up a settimg up a moment that would have been surrounded by laughter that could corrupt and fill up A whole entire room. A joyful evening blessed with silliness and delightful cheers would soon be interrupted by some drama her boyfriend would cause.
Especially when he felt like she wasnt providing him with the right amount of attention in that very moment. To me it just seemed like he was doing it just to provoke her, to see how far he could push her just so he can laugh when he got the reaction he was looking for out of her.
He knew how to stir up her emotions to get her pissed off enough to blame it all on her. It would set her off, and honestly it did set me off as well, only because that is the shit I didn't like, it truly seemed like he would only come over just to only hurt her, or pull some shit like that.
The Begining Before the end
It was the night of August 16th and the year of 2006, around 5:30pm. Surprised by how oddly warm the evening was this time of year in the town of Plymouth Massachusetts, and how quite it was outside. It did give me a feeling I never felt before almost as if it was like I was looking at a ghost Town.
The noises of birds chirping, and car honkings soon faded out and than it just happened, I couldn't control it, I never ever saw it coming, but on that very night and on that very day, my whole life changed, in more ways than one, It was...
