I started today like any other. I got up, went into the bathroom to fix my hair, I always put in a french braid. I have golden brown hair with red and blond highlights and amber eyes. Once I was done in the bathroom I got dressed in something more classy, a red dress with golden lacing and black roses. Today was a special occasion. Today, August 1st, marks the day my mom left me with my drunken father. Right now you might me wondering: Who is the narrator?, and What is their name? Well, my name is Autumn A. Lily, and this is my point of view on the story.
I guess I should start at the beginning. Once there was a boy named Summer, and a girl named Spring. These two children where born 3 months apart from each other. Spring was the older of the two. She was born April 4, and she is as old as time its self. Spring never ages though, because every year she starts her life cycle over until Winter comes to see her. When Winter arrives at her door every year, she withers and falls, and everything turns cold and white.
3 months later, a young man named Summer was born. He was a fine young man, but he always ran a temperature. He didn't like staying home with his mother and father, because the abused him day in and day out, so he ran away. He is also, almost, as old as time. He fell in love with Spring soon after Winter told him about her, but Winter had always had his eye on Spring, and threatened Summer to back off.
Winter was born before Spring, bit not in a lovely valley in a small farm house. No, poor Winter was born on a cold and snowy night. It was dark and once his mother Ice realized that her son was a seasonal, she abandoned him in a dungeon, where he grew up, until something happened. His calls and cries where answered by not darkness or coldness, but by light and warmth. "Who's there" cried Winter, over joyed and scared. "My name is Spring, I am the mother of these lands" she said in a soft sweet voice "I have never heard your voice, and I cannot see you, who are you." Winter fell in love with Spring, he answered in his most confident voice"My name is Winter, I..." He was interrupted by a sudden gasp followed by the round of foot steps running down a stairwell. "Your a seasonal like me!" Spring said over joyed. Spring ran down the hall to meet with Winter's gaze, and he fainted. Giggling Spring thought to herself 'This boy is not one of my children. You poor boy, you grew I'm in the darkness and this is all you know. I will help you out of this awful world you once new, and brighten up your future with the power of Spring. Once she tried to touch Winter, dark smoke rose from where she tried, and her hand turned old and frail. She knew then, that even if she loved Winter, and he loved her, they could never be together.Now, I know what your thinking "How did Summer and Spring get together, or How do Summer and Spring make Autumn?" Well my friends, I'm gonna skip how they met cause no one cares about the mushy bull crap, but I will tell you how they made me. When two seasonals (such as Summer and Spring) get together, they make me. Winter, Summer, and Spring all came from elementals. Winter was born from Ice (his mother) and Darkness (his father, by the way it's always mother then father just cause). Spring was born from Light and Beauty (yes beauty is the dad). Summer from Freedom and Fire. Autumn can't be created with just two elements, because Autumn is the part of the year where there are a lot of things happening. Which brings me to my next subject, hoe does Summer and Spring make Autumn. Well, most people are probably thinking that Autumn features more of Winter's mother and father then Summer's. You are correct, but it's not all the elements part, it's also the person. Spring is a person who is kind and sweet and very protective, while Summer is care free and doesn't care if something lives or dies, he just worries about him (very childlike). I took on my father's personality, but my mother's instinct s
To protect almost everything I see in danger. Well there is your answer, see you tomorrow.Wow was this interesting. I like this story much better then the last, just because I'm only going to write this story during the day, and the other one at night. Both maim characters have a care free attitude and don't really care, but Autumn is is a little less brutal then the other character. But anyway I really want to get to writing chapter 2 while I still can. See you guys in the next chapter.

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When Winter Calls
RandomNote: This story is nothing like the first one I'm working on. This has not as much gore but still talks about the pain of having cuts and scrapes, that's probably the worst part about it. This story is about a girl who found an unusual necklace he...