“ I’m running away from home and you can’t stop me!” Abbie told dad. She tossed a few halter tops, shorts, and socks into her sack, plus a bag of chips and a few water bottles and then she scurried toward the front door.
Dad slammed the front door shut and blocked any attempt to escape.“ No you won’t missy. Get back in your room! You’re going to either get a job and go to college after you graduate or get a job and stop acting like an idiot. Do you understand?”
Sarah crossed her arms and tapped her feet.“ It’s you who doesn’t understand. I’m moving to New York City, so please step out of my way!”
” Oh really? What are your plans once you get there huh?” Oh no, dad looked at me” Lizzie, stop messing around on your phone and tell your sister she’s being an idiot,”
I let out a sigh.” Guys, please stop fighting. Mom wouldn’t like this,”
Then Abbie scoffed.” Don’t bring mom into this little. miss. sunshine. Everyone in this house and the entire planet knows she loved you more than me,”
My jaw dropped to the floor,” That is so not true! You’re being so stupid,” then I bit my lip.
Dad grinned and placed his hands at his waist,“ See, Lizzie agreed with me. Thank you Lizzie. You’re the reasonable one,” he winked.
Abbie dropped her sack and stuck her tongue out at me.“Congrats for not sticking up for me. You’re the worst sister ever!”
“ Shut up!”
“ You first!”
Dad pulled us away from each other,” Girls, stop it! You’re both acting like idiots!”
( Thanks for reading. I’ve been taken a class online. The latest discussion was on dialogue and I felt inspired to write some dialogue of my own. There is actually two types of dialogue: Summarized and direct. The goal is to mix them together within a paragraph. Dialogue isn’t so simple though. A writer may info dump with bad or fake writing. I think I did an ok job for now lol. Hopefully you guys enjoyed this piece. Perhaps I’ll continue the story tomorrow 🙂
“You’re the one who is weak. You will never know love or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.”
This is a quote from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Throughout the 5th installment Harry Potter is battling his inner demons. He’s trying to understand why he feels so close to Voldemort. He thinks he could possible be turning into him. In his darkest moment, toward the end of the book, Harry realizes what makes him different from Voldemort. Harry Potter is loved. He has friends who care about him. On the other hand, Voldemort has no love. Voldemort only cares about himself. What a sad state of affairs.
This is one of those moments in the Harry Potter series aka the brilliance of JK Rowling’s writing that tickles my heart. I compare the relationship between Harry Potter and Voldemort to that of God and Satan. Satan desire’s is to hurt God. He tries anyway possible to attack the Lord. Satan’s hatred is easily seen, yet he can’t overcome God, because the devil has never felt love. Surely God must feel pity for him. He created the devil as an angel, yet Satan turned from God and has been a corrupted creature ever since.
Imagine never feeling love. To always feel as if you’re not good enough. You feel like you can do nothing right and will always be that way. This is a bad way to live life, yet some people live that way. Some people live with hatred, not love, within their heart. They live in depression. Some are so broken they murder innocent people who did nothing wrong to them. We can’t really understand why someone lives like that, yet it happens and is heart breaking.
It’s simple to hate bad people, yet it doesn’t make things better. I feel sorry for these people. To live a life remembered for such wicked acts of evil… I can’t imagine. I don’t mean to justify such actions. They will pay for their crimes, but I think how terrible they must feel on the inside. I’m loved. I’ll always be thankful for that. Perhaps that is why they hate us. They see love on our sleeves and are tormented by such unconditional joy. Man, love is powerful.