Awaiting Catherine

hey guys, i'm gonna try and get at least one chapter up ever three days, if i have the time. i know it sounds a little sketchy right now, but i assure you, i have a lot planned for this story. i just need to pt it all down on paper, which is sometimes easier said then done, haha! well, im going to shut up now, so hope you enjoy this first chapter!

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Chapter One:

The house.

    Where have I seen this place?!

I was going mad. Crazy. When would I have EVER come here? I haven’t been here before. But this was just so weird!  

    I was so deprived from the sun, I was getting unnecessarily creeped out. The French saying “De ja vou” ran through my head.  I couldn’t comprehend why this place was so familiar to me. I took a glance toward Jay, the look on his face a mangle between pain and anxiety. “ are you okay?” I asked.

“ mhm.”

“mhm?”

“yes, that’s what I said.”

“ I don’t believe you.”

“fine.”

“fine!” I replied angrily. Sometimes Jay was so annoying. I mean, “mhm”? who says that when someone asks you if you’re okay? Its disrespectful! I sat quietly in my seat, fuming.

Jay and I fought like father and daughter. Although, he treated more like a sister, always coming to me for advice and pep talks. we had a good relationship.  A little argument was good every now and then.

We rounded a corner and hit a small winding road, sliding and slithering  like a snake stalking it's prey. Chills coursed through me violently, and i turned up the heat, though i didn't think the chills were from the cold. familiarity seeped into my skin, drowning into my bones. Memories flashed in and out of view, too fast for me to process them. A sliver of knowledge swam just outside my thoughts, taunting and teasing me in the cruelest of ways.

The farther we drove, the more strange i started to feel. I've heard of people having dreams of a place and then going to it years later. But usually it was only if the parent had grew up there. i knew for a fact that i was born in vancouver and so was my mom. She had never been here, as far as i was told.  But this didn't explain the nagging sensation in my heart.

Something was going on.

 

;) hey so, this was a short chapter, but only because i need to end it to fit in some action in the next chapter. i had to kind of seperate the writing to make it seem like a while has passed by.