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Chapter 1

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''Nicole wake up'' it was my mother we were moving great right leave all my friends behind not that I had many.

I wish we could stay in New York it was my home but I was a little happy we were leaving because I was different but only my dad new, my well I guess you would call it gift but when I was ten he died I was sixteen now and man I missed him he told me he knew he was going and that I would have to figure out about my gifts by myself but there is the problem I have no idea what they are. I was gloomy a lot and the few things I could do was feel the emotions of people around me. I told my dad this before he died but he told me I could do much more than that, and to figure it out, then he walked out the door and I never saw him again. The one thing I wish I did was stop him from doing that. My mom shook me again

"Nicole were there get up were at are new home."

We were there finally we had made it to Colorado, we were going to live in a little town I couldn't even say. It was gloomy and cold and in some kind of way I liked it. It kind of was like me. When I walked in it was a big house how had my mom paid for this.

"Mom you want to tell me who we robbed."

My mom laughed "have you no faith in your mother, that new job here offers more money.''

"So when am I starting high school here?'' My mother took a deep breath in.

"Tomorrow and don't complain I know it's hard you told me so don't give me a tough time are we clear."

God tomorrow WTH was my mother thinking I just got here. But I sighed and new there was no point in fighting

"fine" my mother seemed to think this was a good response.

"Good girl now go pick out your room so you can help me unpack. and you better hurry so we can cook dinner I have some big news to tell you, now go."

That was up with my mom she's been acting all mysteries ever since she told me we were moving that's not like my mother she's always so predictable. Anyways I go up the stairs and I see three bedrooms two bedroom about the same size and the guest room that would soon be my mom's office. But something about this house is different like one bedroom has a weird feeling it's at the end of the hall kind of separate from the rest of the house. I walked into the room and reached for the light when I turned on the light I knew why I felt that way about the room and the feel I got off the room. Was exactly why I choose it the feeling was death.

The pic on the side is what I want Nicole to look like except she has curly hair.

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