HandPrints

images of the past

9ronnie)

 I was glaring at my closet trying to find something hot, cute, and to Billy's likings. Today was the first day he was driving me to school and when we walked in together I wanted to feel like I belonged next to him. I did't know if I should wear a skirt or shorts or maybe even a dress. I glanced at the clock I had an hour before He cam to get me.

 I through on a black tank-top and a purple lace one over the top. Pulling it down to reveal just enough cleavage but not to much. I slipped on light purple leggings and black short shorts. Bunching up the leggings around my knee reviling my calf's. I through on some black flip flops,bracelets and a simple long chain necklace. Straightening my hair and doing my make up to perfection. I grabbed my back pack and walked to the kitchen for breakfast.

  "No! I want the toy!"

 "I saw it first!"

  "It was in my cereal!"

  "Nuh-uh!"

   "Yeah- uh!"

 I came into my brothers fighting over a plastic superman that came from the box of coco pebbles."Morning boogers!" I shouted happily.

  "Morning sis!"

 "Who's bowl of cereal did the toy land in?"

  "UHHHH, Ben's,"Tim pouted.

 "Then it's Ben's and next toy that we get is yours alright?" he glared at me as he handed the toy toBen and I silently laughed.

  "Where's mom?" I asked as I ate my Cinnamon raisin bagel with cream cheese.

 "Make up," they both said.

  "dad?"

  "work," i nodded and continued to enjoy the sweet taste of my breakfast when the door bell echoed through the house.

  "Bye guys love ya!" I yelled as I walked out the front door and they yelled bye. I was instantly hugged as I stepped out the door and looked into Billy's eyes. Smiling, he took my hand and led me to the red jeep.

 "Thanks for picking me up,"I said as I got in his car.

 "My pleasure,"He grinned as he started the car and pulled out of the driveway. I turned up the radio and listened to the rock he had echoing through his car. The school finally came into view and he pulled in and parked.

  I hopped out and swung my back pack over my shoulder and walked beside him. We were instantly surrounded by girls that resembled barbies and jocks that would probably never give my a second glance. I stood next to him and eventually got bored I quietly slipped away promising myself I would talk to him later I headed towards the woods figuring It would be good just to go for a walkbecause we were extremely early. I wonder through track in the wood letting my thoughts wonder.

  He ended up satying for dinner and my parents loved him. The bombed me with questions as soon as he left and of course I had to explain to them we were just friends. They seemed slightly disapointed but quickly hid it. But I knew we would never be more than just friends. we had our moments but nothing ever really happened.

  He could have girls that looked like freakin' models, girls that would probably do what ever he asked and I knew that left no chance for me. I had to admit i was extremely jealous when ever a girl just simply looked at him. Honestly, sometimes I just want to attack them. I get really possessiveover him but yet he's not mine so i have no right. Never, once in my life have I felt so strongly for a boy and i couldn't help but wonder if he could somewhat feel it too.

  Sometimes I feel like we were made for each other. Even though we are complete opposites we bring out the best in each other. When I kissed him on the cheek I felt sparks fly and could only wonder what kissing his lips would feel like. fireworks? I know cheesy but if you knew what it felt like if you were me not one bit of it would be considered that.

 I stopped in my tracks when I saw a little boy hanging from a tree. he had brown hair, blue eyes, scars and gashes cover is body. His clothing was shredded and covered in dirt. Blood was flowing down his body and dripping into a small puddle on the ground. he was gasping for hair as he tried to pull at the rope tightly rapped around his neck. Suddenly, A tall man with blond hair and cruelblack eyes came up from behind the boy and shot him, the boy went limp.

  The sense started over. I realized it was completely quiet as it replayed over and over. Images of the past. Horrible moments frozen and showed over and over. I closed my eyes in fear for the little boy and turned around and ran. No longer able to see the compelling scene that shattered my heart. I came tumbling to the ground when I tripped over a rock. I hated absolutely hated howclumsy I was.

 I sat on my butt trying to remind myself  it wasn't real only something that happened ages ago just constintly repeating. I heard twigs snap and I whipped my head in the derection of the niose. A giant rusty colored wolve was running through the forest holding clothes in its razer sharp mouth. I was paralized in fear it was three times the sound of a normal sized wolf. he stopped and turned to look at me. The things eyes were pitch black and I felt myself jump to my feet and sprint down the path.

 Hands grabbed me as I exited the forest and I screamed. A hand clamped over my mouth andmuffled my scream."Calm down, it's just me,"I instantly realized the voice an relaxed."I was looking for you where did you go?" he said letting go of my mouth and turning me to face him.

  It all came out in a rush,"massive wolf, razer sharp teeth, black eyes, Turned to look at me I thought it was going to eat me. It was huge and muscular and scary!" On the verge of losing it I started laughing hysterically. i felt his body tense, i look up and my laughter dyes. As he turned and simply left leaving me there in shock.

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 Images of the past. Are like a broken record player it plays over and over. It's normal an event that is a tragic story but something that actually happened. Some can be really scary while other just sad. It can actually harm you just scar you for life.

  The wolve was from Billy's pack and he kinda got pissed off. The next chapter will be his point of view.

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  Brookie