Post by Kiersten on Jul 20, 2023 20:27:35 GMT -6
I'm on a highway full of
red lights
I've lost so many red lights
long nights
Felt words that cut like knives
But I feel it
I can taste it, I'm on the wave and
I won't waste it
Nickname: Link
Birthday: September 5
Age: 16
Grade: Sophomore
Orientation: Straight
Status: Single
Playby: Roy Van Leeuwen
I have been patient
But I'm not waiting anymore
Not anymore, no
But I'm not waiting anymore
Not anymore, no
So I bet on me and my own
heartbeat
When all the odds are piling like heartbeat
around my feet
“Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?”
Hayden had placed his hand on the bible held before him and nodded his head. He shivered with fear, but his mother sat in the front row of the courtroom and nodded her head with him. He knew he was the only thing keeping his uncle from going to prison, but he was still terrified. His uncle’s lawyer stepped up towards the jury, clearing his throat before speaking.
“Ladies and gentlemen, if it pleases the court. I’d like to introduce to you Hayden Williams’ nephew. He is also the only one to survive the attack at the home of Dr. Angela and William. Now the trauma of what happened has caused him to be mute, but he’s decided to be brave enough to sit up here today and point out his aunt’s killer.”Hayden watched as his uncle’s lawyer headed over to him, clasping his hands together before stopping between him and the rest of the room.
“Now Hayden. You were at your aunt’s house that day, correct?”
To which Hayden nodded his head. He’d been sick the past week, and his aunt had volunteered to babysit since her son Mark, was also sick. He'd been hiding in the cabineet under the sink, playing hide and go seek with her. She was pretedning not to know where he was as she walked around the living room, searching around as she talked to Mark, feeding him in her arms.
“Was your uncle William there?”Hayden shook his head. He hadn’t seen his uncle when his mom dropped him off, and he didn’t see him until the cops had shown up at the house. He heard the people murmur around the courtroom, and he couldn’t help but hope they believed him.
“Do you see the man in this courtroom that came into that house that day?”He looked around the room, taking his time to take in the faces, spotting his moms supportive face, his loving dads, and his uncles, who held hope. He shook his head no. The man who came in and killed his aunt and baby cousin, wasn’t in this room. He shook his head again, knowing people wanted him to acually say the word, but he couldn't. He hadn't said a word after what happened to his aunt and cousin.
“No more questions from me.”His uncle’s lawyer took a seat and before he knew it, his parents were tucking him into bed, giving him praise for the day, saying how brave he was. But once they were gone, and the lights were out, he didn’t feel so brave. The face he saw when he opened he cabinet to peek didn't belong to his uncle. He didn't know the face, he didn't know who it was. He stayed in the cubard until he heard a car drive off, but it was already too late.
“911 wants your emegency?”
You know you know it's more than just for me
I'm gonna dance on broken glass
on broken glassAnd I'm gonna make that
ceiling crash
◆Optimistic◆ [Unpredictable] ◆Courageous◆ [Private] ◆Clever◆ [Arrogant] | ◄Personality Traits |
Likes ► | Video Games, LoZ, music, board games, animals, being outside, holidays, camping, hiking, fishing |
Rain, boredom, tights as pants, getting lost, water levels on video games, chasing | ◄Dislikes |
So what?
Still got knives in my back
So what?
So I'm tied to the tracks
I'm gonna dance on broken glass
And here I go- Denver Weissman - Roommate
- Ben Zerat - Roommate
- Vaya Jenson
- None
- None
- None
- Damien Nardel (Father)
- Zariah Nardell (Mother)
- Jessie Emerson (Older Cousin)
- William Emerson (Uncle)
- Dr. Angela Emerson (Aunt - Deceased)
Through to the other side, baby I'll survive
'Cause you know I am a
fighter
fighter
Through to the other side, baby I'm on
Cause you know I'm a survivor
