Horizons Voice

Chapter 1

I stand at the rot iron gate of the old school contemplating how I got there. My mind rolls back to that day I spent a long time trying to forget. The pain of the memory was gone now the only feelings I had towards it was bitterness and confusion.

"Don't blame yourself honey it's not

your fault we still love you.", rings softly in my head.

I'd really like to say my parents divorce was a compleat surprise to me but that would be a lie. The truth is all

that kept those two together was money and me. Their fights were constant and profane. I just sat on the sidelines watching them chew each

other out and rip apart

our family in the process.

They gave me a choice. Who I wanted to live with. Either of them could support me and there self with ease.

"Can I have a third option?", I ask hesitantly fearing the answer would be no.

"And what would that be?", asked me father curiously

"Can I live here?",I ask as I pull a brochure from my lap.

The brochure was for a boarding school called Guliver prep. School of Performing Arts gifted The cover had a picture of a ancient looking brick building. I looked to them for a response. They looked surprised and a little hurt. I knew why they were hurt. Both had seen this to be the true contest to see who the 'winer' of the divorce was. I knew their competitive nature to well from the many family game nights that turned into ugly fights and me going awkwardly to me room. The looked at each other then to me and then back down at the pamphlet.

"You are pretty musically and theatrically gifted.", my mother said with a sad little smile.

"Well, it was cruel of us to put pressure like that on you. I think it's a good idea.",said my dad looking to my mom for reinsurance and then back to me"after all we've put you through I think we owe this to you."

"I completely agree with your father on something and it's a arts school that's great since your so talented in music and theater"my mother said trying to look happier.

I looked up at them smiling and thank them.

I pull my self away from my thoughts and look up at the brick building that lies ahead of me in the distance I can see the outline of similar buildings. I push the gate it opens with a loud 'creak'.