the oh so true tales of Sophie.

"Here i go, out to sea again, the sunshine fills my hair and dreams and in the air..."
the sound of my voice drowned by the screaming from the next room.
"It's not my fault if you couldn't make it!!!...NO!Dont give me that bullshit James!!"
i lay on my bed crying at the sound of my mum yelling cerses at my father.
i haven't been happy for a long time now and at this point in time i ear i ever will be again.
the rain on the roof starts to drown out the sound of the yelling but not quite. now i sit up and look in the mirror and see that my eyes are red and swolen.
the sky was ark and angry. my brother came into my room.
"Fuck off Hudson!!"
"Soph, mum wants you."
"Well tell her im buissy!"
"Soph..."
"OKAY! IM COMING!!"
i walk out of my room and shut the door. i get three steps towards mums door and it bursts open.
"SOPHIE!!" She yelled.
"What?" i said in a small voice.
"You're dad's not coming and he never will get it?"
"Yes." i said, now holding back the fountin of tears.
"NOW!... GO BACK TO YOUR ROOM!OKAY?" she yelled again
"Tes mum." i said
and i walked back the three steps to my room and shut the door.
i fell back onto my bed and hid under the doona.
i just wanted to disapear!!away from his hell hole!
The story with my dad is that he's a dick head...
That's pritty much all i know about him! When my mum got pregnent he brock up with her! but he still saw me when HEwanted. And when i was three my little brother was born.most people would say he was a blessing but i think he's the worst thing that could have happened to me!!
that same year my dad finally cracked! he stoped talking to the whole family and wouldn't see me!... that was 11 years ago now.
the reason my mum was trying to talk to him was because i had met up with him while i was down at my grandpa's farm and then my grandma invited him over to dinner and then i was asked to go to his house for dinner the next week. to be polite i said yes and everything was fine until the third time i went to his house. his partners sister had had a falling out with her husband and so she was staying over with them. so James( i dont consider him my dad) and everyone got really drunk and started to diss the people i considered family and saying that the reason he stoped seeing me was because of my mum(and it so totally wasn't)and scaring me!(i was only 12) so i ran off and back to my grandma's(she lived nearish- but it was like 11:30)
so i never talked to him again.

it's now two yeats later and i just had my 14th birthday. it was the winter holidays and i was getting really bored. in the past term i'd maniged to have a boyfriend-Nick- and have a non stop flirt-which i might add is still going- with a boy called Ryan. i can't say i enjoy. Actually i don't but it keeps me alert all the time so i'm distracted from my life for 6 hours. He's 2 years older then me.
i have red hair and i'm tall-which is also a curse- im pretty slime but in a nice way. the one thing that makes me happy is singing but i dont want to make a carear out of it. i also like Maths and Drama. i like Maths because i like things to have an answer! and i like Drama because i like to become someone else and live their life!
my ex-boyfriend Nick was always there for me and always new how to make it all better but 6 weeks ago he left Melbourne to go live in South Australia. i think i loved him because now he's gone i feel empty and sad.
last year i went and saw a theripist to deal with the fact that my uncle and my grandma(on my mum's side) had died and i was really close to them and to deal with the stress of school and because i surpisinly enough suffer from depression.
i am a fallen angel from heven dombed to walk on this earth for eternity.