Chapter 1

Where my character starts off have to keep ready to find out more about them :]

 

My vision was getting blurring they stung from the tears. My legs had felt like they were being crushed. The tears began streaming down my face unstoppable I could no longer see but I continued to run. I was running faster and farther from what was now an unforgettable memory. I feel hard on the grass that was beaded with morning dew. I quickly climbed to my feet and staggered into the blackened morning.

            I climbed into the small fort I had built when I was young to get away from my annoying older sister. I was the only one who ever knew about it. My mother was always scared were I was going, disappearing to. I rested my head back on the cold, brown frozen wall. I took deep heavy breaths trying to refill my empty aching lungs. I closed my eyes only to see my life flash before my eyes. My earliest memory was of my big sister hugging me on the now forgotten beach at an unknown location. My family was always happy and so full of life, my mom called it high on life. The drug she’d never quit. Then one night I came home from a friends smiling from ear to ear. I remember my smile drop when I saw my mom her hands covering her face. A tear dropping one after one, each one hard and cold. I quietly asked her what was wrong she managed to mumble that my sister died. I asked over and over again how and when they never told me. I don’t think I ever want to know. After that my dad got mixed up in mobs and smuggling. My mom always wanted to divorce him but she was too worried about what would happen to us but I think she was really scared what would happen to him, because she saw what happened to him when my sister died. I was listening to music in my room when I hear my mom stammer she didn’t know and she chanted please. Please. Please. I heard a scared tone in her voice I could tell she was crying. I slowly walked up the stairs afraid I would make noise. As soon as I was on the last step I hear my mother shriek that was piercing the air with a swift sound cut. When I reached the living room I saw my mom crumpled on the floor with a pool of blood forming around her. The wind was taken from me I slowly looked at the person standing above her. He slowly looked at me. I bolted out the back door. I ran further and further into the night not knowing where I was going or what was in front of me. If you’ve seen black you haven’t seen this before. It was dark no moon, no stars not a trace of life. I would have been like you died in black surrounding you.

            “What am I doing?” I blubbered between tears. I stopped trying to see because there was no point tears were turning my eyes red and puffy to touch. I fell asleep with the same black that I run into. I dreamt nothing no fear no feeling touched me. I woke up with a hollow deep cut that I may never be able to fill. I climbed out of the fort seeing

 dusk a sign morning was finally coming. I began to run no way which direction I did not know. I slowed when I saw a small town coming up.

 I walked past my reflection at first it I was startled I did not recognize the face that was looking back at me. I saw a split lip, mud scratched over my face. My hair was tasseled but I couldn’t let that stop me I continued threw the town then I ran towards the nearest woods. I didn’t care what I might find on my way I wanted to run from the face I saw. I neared another town I realized I was thirsty and needed something to cool the scratchy throat that I now had. I bought a backpack and a small water bottle. I drank the water bottle and quickly filled it up then drank it again. I did this many times before my thirst was gone for the most part. I began running again I felt free when I ran like nothing could stop me. The wind that whistled past my hair and threw and out my ears. The taste that I gained when I smiled for the first time in awhile. I loved the feeling I got when my feet pounded against the hard ground beneath me. For ounce I felt that no one could take that from me the ground that held me down. After awhile I knew two things. One, I was never going back to the place I ounce called my home. Two, I was alone, utterly alone.

            I walked slowly threw the next town I went through breathing it all in. I smoothed my hair slightly. I ounce hated the brown smooth hair I had; I had always wanted harsh blonde hair. I hated the dark tan skin and the emerald green eyes everyone wanted. The chocolate freckles that were splattered across my high cheek bones. I hated everything about me mostly because people said I didn’t belong here. That my sister was the one, that she was the golden child. I had always considered myself ugly but now I loved everything about me. These were the last thing that I could call mine. The freckles, my emerald green eyes, my skin, they were mine and no one could change that. Tears began forming, hot, warm tears rolled down my cheeks. I ran into the woods harder and harder. I ran farther and father. Faster than I had ever gone I felt more free and alive then I had ever felt in my life. So I ran faster and the tears just kept coming flowing faster and faster.

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

What do honestly think of everything, i want to honestly know Thanks :]

Reviews

[J.A.Thompson]

Great! A bit slow, but still worth reading. My criticism would be that during a sentence, you sometimes skip to another topic without using a period or a comma, making it a bit choppy to read through. Also, I noticed that you spelled it "Threw". I do believe that the correct spelling of the word is "Through".

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