𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 - 𝗔𝗗𝗔𝗠 𝗕𝗔𝗡𝗞𝗦
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𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗜𝗡 𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗗𝗔𝗠 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦
A storm causes the power to go
out in a small mover theater,
Cassie Conway and Adam Banks
found themselves lost in complete
darkness. After the...
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───────────── Chapter one — rainy days & movie nights TW: foul language
October 2nd, 1992 Cassie Conway
MUDDY PUDDLES SPLASHED beneathmy Converse as I walked home from a long and tiring day at school. My brother walked next to me as music blasted through our headphones. Mine playing Wherever I May Roam by Metallica while Charlie's playing an Elton John song I hadn't placed yet.
As we were walking, we walked into a deep puddle that covered the sidewalk; water splashed on both of our shoes as we walked in it.
Charlie exclaimed, "Damn it!" as he frustratedly tried to rub a chunk of mud off his brand-new Nike shoes. I couldn't help but laugh since my shoes had seen more than any pair of shoes Charlie had ever owned. My Converse has been painted on, drawn on, and stepped on countless times since I got them in the first grade.
Charlie shoved me and said "Shut it, I know you're laughing," causing me to stumble into more mud. I found my balance laughing "I hope you know you're just giving me more room to draw on," as another Metallica song started playing on my headphones. I the volume up as Charlie opened the storm door and held it open for me, and I leaned against it to keep it open. As Charlie unlocked the front door, thunder rumbled in the distance.
"I hope the power stays on," Charlie said holding the door open for me. "No kidding," I added, locking the door behind me before walking through our small family room and dining room. When I turned, I saw Charlie's nose already in the refrigerator.
I mumbled, "You're so weird" before walking upstairs to my room. As I opened my door I spotted our Black Ragamuffin cat, Jinx, lying on my bed curled up into a ball on top of my pillows.
Mom adopted Jinx when he was only seven months old and we all instantly fell in love with him. Charlie and I had originally wanted to name him Shadow, but mom decided to call him Jinx instead. He usually spends most of his time in my room, but he also likes to wander around the house as if he owns the place.
I walked into my room completely and set my backpack down in its normal spot. I heard a faint meowing sound coming from my bed. When I turned around, I saw Jinx stretching out on top of my bed.
"Well, good morning J," I said, petting Jinx's head as he rubbed his head in my hand as. He started to purr under my touch as I smiled and kissed his head lightly before standing up to slip on my painting jeans. My painting jeans either had a small design, paint spill, or a star on every spot on the denim. They still looked nice, but I would never wear them out.
