Let’s pretend you were never loved. Your dad was an alcoholic and he hit you every time you defended your mother. Everyone was laughing that you had no money and you were bullied at school. Despite that when the moon was in the sky you were saying your wish to make all your life change for good.
“I’m done here” she whispered while closing the front door. As always she hid the keys under the shoe-scraper. It is early dawn but the streetlights are off. The girl, Miranda, is walking slowly down the road with her earphones on and listening to music. Her blonde hair with pale skin and bloody red lips are excellent combination to achieve men’s heart. She knows it and for those who thought she’s a player, well, I need to disappoint you. Miranda has a boyfriend. At least, she had had before she left the house.
The girl was thinking about her previous boys. All handsome, rich but with on disorder – addiction to something. She only wanted to be loved but every relationship went wrong. Each of Miranda’s lovers were left with a bleeding heart.
The Police caught her at the bus station.
The judge sentenced her with death penalty for murdering five men.
After the trial someone screamed:
-I’m not crazy – she smiled – My reality is just different than yours.
The Broken Love is the story I’ve written while still in a high school. The thing that inspired me were the words about a reality being different from the book Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. I think it’s good to remember that each of us come with different history and we should get to know it better instead of judging so easily.
What do you think about The Broken Love? Are you quick in making judgements or do you like to know some more facts first?