AUTUMN RAIN (on hold)

2-The First Day

After taking a quick shower and changing into a light blue sweatshirt, which I found in the wardrobe pointed out by my mom last night, I head downstairs towards the kitchen.

My mom had given me a kind of a tour of our house yesterday afternoon. While she was giving the tour I just followed her and nodded occasionally...not knowing what to say.

The smell of breakfast meets me at the bottom of the stairs. I stand there and take in my surroundings for a while. My supposed dad in sitting on one of the bar chairs lined at the counter. He’s sipping his coffee while reading a newspaper. My supposed brother is nowhere to be seen and my supposed mom is cooking breakfast ...I don't know if I’m ready to call them as family yet...so I don't.

I go and sit at one of the bar chairs at the farthest corner trying not to make any noise. Unsuccessfully.

''How are you feeling, dear?'' my mom asks as soon as I sit down.

''Ughh, that question again!'' I think.

''Fine.'' I answer emotionlessly, not having anything else to say.

''Did you sleep okay?'' my dad asks removing his eyes from the paper.

I nod.

''Would you like some breakfast?'' my mom asks again.

I nod again.

At that moment I realized how hungry I was, she places a plate full of bacon and eggs in front of me. Then she bring another plate with toast as there is no place in the first plate. No matter how hungry they are, no human being could eat this much. In addition to this she also places a glass, full to the brim with apple juice...

I take a small sip of apple juice aware that she is looking at me, I look up and give her a small, appreciating smile. She goes back to work, cleaning stuff, but still keeps peeking a glance at me every once in a while.

I am successfully through half my glass of apple juice when my brother…ummm..Chris..I think, comes down, sees us all and then heads out of the house without having breakfast.

My parents glance at each other with worried looks, my father's somewhat frustrated, but when they notice me looking they go back to whatever they were doing before as if nothing had happened.

I just hope my family is not a group of serial killers.

After successfully finishing all of my juice and most of my breakfast I get up and started heading towards the front door.

''Where are you going?'' my mom asked concerned

''Umm... I don't have anything else to do, so I thought maybe I..could go for a walk..outside.'' I say. This is the first the meaningful thing I've said to her since I woke up.

She looks to her husband for a few seconds as if telepathically asking him what to do, then turns back to me.

''Umm Katherine, maybe you should stay in the house for a few days. You’ve still got to recover from the accident.''

''But I feel fine...'' I say 

''Maybe later.” she says

I don't wanna argue with her so I just go back upstairs to my bedroom. I sit at the edge of my single poster bed and take in my surroundings. The walls are white except for one which is a beautiful shade of purple. The curtains are also purple along with the bed.

There is a three door wardrobe, which looked kinda old. I get up and open it. Inside it are piles of neatly folded clothes. In the built-in drawers are a few pieces of jewelry. I pick up one of the necklaces. It was a light teardrop shaped pendant which looked as if it was made of ice. Something blue glowed inside it. It was held together with delicate silver projections...

I keep it back in its place safely, as if it were a sacred object.

I close the wardrobe and turn to face the purple wall. Pictures. They were hanging neatly on the wall. I softly tread towards the wall feeling like an intruder in an unfamiliar territory.

Suddenly there's a knock on the door. I go towards it and turn the doorknob. My dad is standing there awkwardly.

''You can go outside if you like.'' 

Apparently my mom and dad had a quiet debate after I had left the kitchen.

''You can go for a walk, but just for ten to fifteen minutes and don't go too far. Okay?''

I nod

He starts to leave, but I quickly manage to say, ''Thank you.''

He smiles and goes downstairs to his bedroom.

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I cross the street in front of our house and walk away from my house. There is a low wall to my right, and beyond that I can see the deep sea glistening in the sunlight. 

''Hey you!'' someone calls out to me.

I look around to spot the source of the voice. The road is deserted. Then I finally spot a guy waving his hand like a crazy person while coming towards me.

I didn't know what to do. Stay or run away from this weirdo. Before I could decide he was already standing in front of me.

I observed him. He looked the same age as me. He had black eyes and dark hair. He was wearing a t-shirt and khaki shorts.

''Hey... I’m your neighbor! '' He said slightly panting.

I nodded.

'' I'm Jason. Welcome to the neighborhood!'' He said cheerily with his hand out-stretched.

I consider another time whether he's a kidnapper or not but then shake his hand anyway.

''Thanks, I'm Katherine.'' I say in a tiny voice.

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Is anyone there??? (*silence) …. Well to whomever it is whose reading…. I hope you liked it and it may be a little boring but I’ll try to make it more interesting in the coming chapters!

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