Share
MidReal Story
Scream
Scenario:Hi, my name is Selena and my boyfriend Ashton like to go on adventures and I don't tell him that I have siblings and then Ashton meets Citron and Beatrice they are my little brother(5) and sister(2) and that I don’t mention until then when Mother and Father decides to head out and leave them with me and Ashton is confused when they jump on me and are softly crying and Citron almost says my secret before I make him shut up and the camper can Barely fit me and Ashton and All of out Pokemon and I say that we don't have the room and my parents say settle down and Get a house and a Job and I say A job I do have one and that is why we have a camper and are constantly gone we can't watch them and I Literally Left My family because I didn't have a life and leaving was the only way I could be Me and Me and Ashton head to Aloha to get away from everything and to Avoid my parents and I leave My family behind and We stay with Ashton's Friends from Aloha also we left because my father punched me in the Gut in front of my siblings and Ashton just now and I feel sick and I feel like i am going to throw up soon and I clap a hand over my mouth so I don't throw up when I hit the ground and my job is a singer all over the world and I can't watch my siblings and if I ever get sick I could lose my voice for a long time and Beatrice's Nickname is Bea, My Hair is short and shaved on one side and my Clothes are ripped and My Elecrtice Guitar sit near me next to Ashtons Drums and no one unplugs my Guitar when i use it or they get the rath
Create my version of this story
Selena
She is a worldrenowned singer who left her family to pursue her dreams. She is determined, talented, and restless. Selena struggles with the pressure of maintaining her secret to keep her identity hidden. Her past is marked by an abusive father, leading to her decision to leave. Selena finds solace with Ashton, who loves her dearly and supports her journey. Despite the challenges, she remains focused on her music and avoids going back to her old life.
Ashton
He is a drummer in a band and Selena's partner. He is caring, adventurous, and protective. Ashton is thrilled to have Selena by his side and supports her dreams wholeheartedly. He is patient with her mood swings and protects her from harm, especially after an incident where her father attacked her. Ashton's deep bond with Selena is evident, and he cherishes their life together, embarking on adventures while keeping secrets about Selena's past.
Beatrice
She is Selena's twoyearold sister who she hasn't told about either. She is playful, affectionate, and naive. Beatrice eagerly attaches herself to Selena upon reuniting with her sister, expressing love through hugs and kisses. Her tender age adds a touch of innocence to the complex family dynamics. Like Citron, she represents the life Selena left behind, forcing her to confront the choices she made and the distance between her past and present.
"Selena!"
"Y-Yeah?"
I looked up at Ashton, who was calling me.
He was sitting in the driver’s seat of our camper, while I was sitting in the passenger seat.
We loved going on adventures together.
We were both okay with not staying in one place for too long.
It made life more interesting.
"Are you sure you want to go to Aloha Hills?
It’s so far away."
"Yeah, I do. I’ve never been there before. And I don’t want to stay in one place for too long."
Ashton nodded and started the camper.
After a few hours, we arrived in Aloha Hills.
I was so happy to finally be here.
I got out of the camper and stretched my body, while Ashton got our stuff out of the back of the camper.
We had a lot of stuff, like my electric guitar and his drums.
None of the other band members ever unplugged my guitar when they used it.
And none of them ever gave me any crap about my clothes or my hair being ripped and shaved on one side.
They just let me be myself, which is why I loved using my electric guitar and playing with them.
They didn’t mind that I had no top on under my jacket, or that my pants were ripped.
My camper was too small for all of us, so I told them that we would just meet up tomorrow for practice.
I leaned against the hood of the camper, scrolling through my social media while Ashton unloaded our instruments.
I was about to go inside when my phone vibrated.
I looked at the screen and saw that it was Mother.
My stomach twisted into knots as I read her message.
"Mother: I’m bringing Citron and Beatrice to Aloha Hills tomorrow. They need to get out of the house for a bit. I’ll see you then."
I gripped my phone tightly, watching Ashton unload the last of our instruments through the rearview mirror.
He didn’t know about them.
He couldn’t know about them.
My fingers hovered over the keyboard as I debated how to respond.
I didn’t want them here.
I didn’t want them to meet Ashton.
The thought of them meeting him made my chest tight.
I took a deep breath and typed back, "Fine, see you tomorrow."
I paced back and forth in our cramped camper, my hands fidgeting with my phone.
Ashton was busy tuning his drums, his brow furrowed in concentration.
The message from Mother kept flashing through my mind.
I glanced at Ashton, his fingers moving deftly over the drumheads.
My throat tightened as I realized he deserved to know the truth.
I couldn’t keep it hidden any longer.
I sat down on the couch, the springs creaking under my weight.
The setting sun cast long shadows through our window, and I could hear the distant waves crashing on Aloha’s shore.
My fingers traced the edge of my shaved haircut, a nervous habit I couldn’t break.
"Ashton, there's something I need to tell you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
He looked up from his drums, concern etched on his face.
"What is it, Selena? You know you can tell me anything."
I grip the edge of the couch, my knuckles turning white as I force the words out.
"I have siblings - a five-year-old brother named Citron and a two-year-old sister, Beatrice."
Ashton's drumsticks clatter to the floor.
He stares at me, mouth slightly open, processing this revelation.
The silence stretches between us like a rubber band about to snap.
When he finally speaks, his voice is quiet.
"How long have you known they were coming?"
I can't meet his eyes as I admit, "Mother texted today. They'll be here tomorrow."
The camper suddenly feels too small, too confining.
Ashton nodded slowly, his gaze steady on mine, and said, "Then let's make room for them."
After Ashton's acceptance of my siblings, I notice dark clouds gathering outside our camper's window.
The wind picks up, rattling the thin metal walls.
I rush to close all the windows as Ashton quickly stacks his drums against the secured cabinet.
I grab my electric guitar, carefully wrapping the cord around it before placing it in its case.
The first thunderclap makes me jump, and rain starts pelting the roof like bullets.
We hear something heavy scraping against the camper's side.
Through the window, I spot our awning coming loose, flapping dangerously in the wind.
I rush to grab a tarp from our storage bin.
The wind whips my hair into my face as I stumble outside, gripping the heavy plastic.
Ashton yells for me to come back inside, but his voice is lost in the howling storm.
Rain soaks through my clothes while I struggle with the tarp, trying to secure it over the thrashing metal.
The trees around our camper bend and creak ominously.
As I reach up to tie down one corner, a sharp crack splits the air.
I turn just in time to see a massive branch hurtling toward me through the darkness.