Stand Alone storys

[chester_Crazy]

Yes well you all know what a stand alone fan fic is right? If not I will explain.....a stand alone fic is like a one page story....and I've created 2 of them.I'll post the first one Then I will post the second one if you like the first one.

This ones called "Running Away", and Its chesters thoughts as he is running away from Home,He talks about how hes feeling and whats going through his head......Takes place when he is 15,as a teenager. *Said in Chester's POV* I wrote it in 5 minutes just to warn you.

 

Running Away

 

For the 4th time this week I climbed out of my window and down the drain pipe. As soon as I reached the safety of the ground I ran down my drive way and down the side walk.I ran faster and faster down the street, not stopping once until I reach the next block, I want to be as far away as I can from my house,my home. Feet colliding with the hard ground below me.My thoughts cloud my mind. 'How could she do that to me? I thought she cared.' I thought as I finally slowed down,I walked up the empty street, a few street lights,lit up the road with beams of orange light. 'She said she'd always protect me from him.......but no,she failed,Why did she just let him hit me,hurt me,all she did was stand there,she did nothing what so ever to stop him. Nothing!'

 

I walked down the sidewalk the cold wind stinging my face like millions of tiny needles.I shivered and my body shook in the cold.I wrapped my arms around my upper body to warm my self up.I was in such a hurry to leave my house I didn't think on grabbing my jacket, I just needed to get the hell out of there.'No one in that house cares for me,No one,I'm all alone in this world.I don't even have a single friend.No one out here gives a shit about me,like my father always said, I'm worthless, A waist of fucking space.'

 

 

 

Your a useless piece of shit! A waist of fucking space, your worthless.......

 

 

 

His words beat up my insides,mentally beating me senseless,tears sting my eyes,but I fight them back. No matter how much pain I suffer, I refuse to cry.'Whats it gonna help anyway? Crying will just make everything worse....If thats fucking possible!' The wind picks up again hitting my body with such a force, I stumble backwards a bit, but contine walking down the empty road. Tears still fight to come out but I force them to stay back as they start to sting my eyes. A tear escapes my eye,but I wip it away furiously,angry with myself.'Don't be so god damn weak' a voice in my head scolded me.'Suck it up!' I blinked the rest of the tears away. I stared down at the ground as I walk. This was something I always did ,I always stare at the ground, Its become sort of a habit. The reason was mostly because I had no pride, no happiness to hold my head high,Depression was all I had, the only thing I ever felt, I don't even remember the last time I was Happy, or even smiled and meant it. Normally I would smile a fake smile just so people would leave me alone and not ask the annoying question 'Whats wrong?',teachers were the ones who always asked me this,normally I would just reply 'Nothing' and put on a weak smile just so they would stop asking.

 

 

 

The wind got colder, and wiped around me. My body shook violently in the cold. I pushed my was through the wind as it faught against me. I stumbled backwards and triped as the wind got faster and stronger. I fell to the pavement falling on my back. I didn't make an effort to get up,so I just sat there in defeat."You win!!" I yelled at the emptyness around me.My voice echoed down the street cutting the silence.'Why me god? Why did this happen to me? Why? No ones ever been there for me!!! Ever! Never has anyone helped me!' Tears stung my eyes again, but this time I was to weak to fight them back, I just let them flow out my eyes,and roll down my checks. My whole body shook as I sobbed , That day I realized that I was Alone in this world, and alone is what I will be.........forever.

 

 

So what did you think? If you liked it I will post another one I made.

[linkinparkrunaway]

wow that was really good poor Chaz though. Please post another one

[chester_Crazy]

Thanks ....I'm glad someone likes it....I'll Post my other one soon

[linkinparkrunaway]

Thanks ....I'm glad someone likes it....I'll Post my other one soon

 

yay *claps*

[chester_Crazy]

Well here is the other Stand alone I made....I hope you like it.

 

This is a stand alone about Chesters Drug Problem as a kid. Hes again about maybe 14 years of age. Its about his Addiction to the drugs he is always doing, and just can't seem to stop himself from doing it.He is depressed and always in pain so this is his only escape. *This is told in Chesters POV*

 

Breaking My Habit

 

Its my only escape,the only way to get rid of the way I feel inside.The only way I can end the suffering,even if its just for a short while,its better then nothing,better then sitting here in my dark room feeling so unwanted,feeling so alone.They all say I'm addicted I know I'm not,I know I can stop whenever I want,anytime I want to stop,I can stop but they don't understand that.No one understands,No one. I know its wrong, I know I shouldn't do it, I know its just making all my problems worse by doing so, but it helps me live. It keeps me alive. I have nothing to live for.........so why am I still here? Why am I still sitting in my room doing this when I can just slit my wrists and be done with it? I mean no one is going to care.No one gives a shit whether I'm sitting in my room, at school, or dead.

 

My dad is gone I havn't seen him since I was 11,he hasn't even tried to visit me,he never even fucking calls.I was completely shunned from his life,shut out from him completely.I used to care but I've gotten used to it.My mothers no help either,ever since her drunk and never sobber Boy Friend moved in shes been depressed and always in her room with the door shut, so she didn't have to deal with the problems around her. My mothers boyfriend was always drunk so he cared for no one but himself. I don't ever recall him being sobber.He always seems to have a beer bottle in his hand,always in the living room watching TV, unless he goes on his mad out bursts and starts to beat me to let out anger. He hits me on a daily basis,but I've gotten used to it.........I used to scream for my mother to help even though I knew she would never come rescue me.She never leaves her room for anyone,so why should he be any different? So I just gave up crying for help and just took the pain,what else was there for me to do?

School is another story, everyone there treats me like shit.I can't go through one day without being made fun of, or tripped in the hallway or beat up in the bathroom. I was a major bully target, I'm beat up by the same 3 big football players every day. Even the teachers loath me.They treat me like everyone else does, like shit that has no right to live. My grades are nothing to be proud of either.I'm failing everyone of my classes, with about lets say my average grade would most-likely be 34% if not lower then that. Don't get me wrong I used to get great marks until I knew no one cared whether I failed or not, so I gave up trying to get good marks.Theres absoloutly no point in getting good marks if no one cared if you got a 'B' or an 'A' or even a god damn 'F'. I'm just waiting until I become 16 so I can drop out of school. No point in staying if I'm not proggresing in any class.

If only I had friends, then maybe I would have someone to go to that can help me through all this.......but I don't I never was liked by anyone, so therefore I had no friends. I remember I tried making friends once but It didn't work out, the kid had moved away and I never spoke to him again, since I didn't know where he was or how to contact him. So I live my life alone.

 

 

 

So here I am with this lovely white Pill bottle that contains my freedom,it contains my exit.The bottle Is what contains my happiness.I smile as I open the lid and take out a few pills and throw one in my mouth.My world spins around all my pain seeps away from my vains. My depression disappears and is replaced with pure happyness. All those heart breaking thoughts leave my head and my head is left empty............Until 5 minutes later I come back to this reality ,where my depression is there to stay,where the pain is permanant where my sorrow is there to stay.I looked down at one of the pills in my hand, I pop it in my mouth wanting all the pain and suffering to leave me again.Yes they have taken over my life,these small little pills,they took over me and my thoughts.They speak for me,they think for me.This is my cure,this is my way out.This is my addiction.

 

So What do you think of this one?Better then the first one or worse? Please review!!!........Be Nice lol

[linkinparkrunaway]

aaawww now I wanna give Chaz a big hug and then find those people who are making Chaz's life hell *runs over to Chaz and hugs him until he can't breath anymore* I love both of your stories they are really good

[chester_Crazy]

Thanks...I wrote them for the hell of it lol...I plan on writting some more aswell. I have a few Ideas for more stand alones.....so maybe when I finish those I'll post them as well.

[linkinparkrunaway]

Thanks...I wrote them for the hell of it lol...I plan on writting some more aswell. I have a few Ideas for more stand alones.....so maybe when I finish those I'll post them as well.

 

I hope you do post them I would really like to read more of them :thumbsup:

[uwantme2b]

wow i really liked them both. poor chazzy.

[chester_Crazy]

I know poor little alone chazzy *Cries*...Thanks for replying everyone I appreciate it....makes me happy