Waters Fading Horizons

Chapter 1

The rain outside made my room muggy. My skirt and tank top clung to my body, as tho they were my own skin. I stretched my arm out to turn on the air conditioner and to my disbelief it was to far away. I leaned and leaned and with a very hard thud I landed on the floor. I moaned in slight pain and pushed my self up. "IRELAND AVERY WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!!" I head my mothers load mouth scream up to my room. I scolded the door. I knew no matter how hard I scolded the door she wouldn't see it, so once again it was useless

I sat back my knees and sighed. Finally I got u and walked over to the air conditioner, which no felt like it was 4,000,000 miles away. I clicked the on button and sighed as the cold air pierced my skin. I now stood in front of the air conditioner. "I should move or ill freeze" I thought to myself. My eyes fluttered open to come face to face with the nighttime sky. The stars twinkled and shined like little diamonds. They look as tho I could just reach my hand up and grab them. Reaching for the stars was only a dream I had once dreamt and I was now alone.

Three dings brought my mind back to life, as I knew it. I pivoted my head 90 degrees and saw a tab flashing. It could only be one of the four I had open. Facebook, like the night outside it stayed silent. YouTube played on and on with my music. Yahoo... I frowned... "He must not care that I'm gone." I mumbled out load to the dust bunnies behind me. Yahoo was nothing but blank space. I moved my mouse over the "X" button and clicked, and like that it was gone. I let my eyes search the screen and they landed on the last tab. Omegle.. It flashed on and on as tho it generated my laptop, my house, my town, my state, my country, maybe even the world. I clicked on the tab for hopes of a new start. One that would take me away. Far away. Away from this place I called home. But why? Why call it home when its now? It's not home, its prison in which I'm locked up in day after day, night after night. There was no key to let me out. I looked at the screen and began to type.

You: Hey ASL (age sex location)

Stranger: 17 M USA you

You: 14 F USA

Stranger: Oh okay

You: Please don't leave...

Stranger: I won't, I promise.

I sat there blankly staring at the screen, a guy I had never met before told me he wouldn't leave me. I yawned. I glanced down at the clock in my right hand corner. The time read 11:43.

You: What time is it there "Stranger"

Stranger: 11:43, what about you?

You: same, what's your name "stranger"

Stranger: Landon what's yours

You: Ireland

Stranger: Cool

You: do you have a cell phone?

Stranger: Yea want my number

You: yes please.

Stranger: okay its 256-719-0969

You: mine 256-817-6869

Stranger: where do you live?!

You: Olean New York, you.

Stranger: Rome New York.

You: That's close to me. It's only like 20 minutes away.

Stranger: we should meet up some time.

You: Maybe. But I have to go I'm really tired.

Stranger: okay good night Ireland.

I clicked the disconnect button and re-read our conversation. It was a time like this I wish I could lay in someone's arms and never have to wonder if it was me that was on his mind or if some other girl had his attention. Who knows any more. I shut my laptop down and curl up with my carebear and feel in to a dreamless sleep.