Written in Blue (needs to be edited and factualized i did this along time ago ek

~Chapter One~ ~Chapter Two~ ~Aaron~

                                    ~Before you read please note that the picture to the right is Macie~              

                                                                         -------PROLOGE-------

                        With one bad thing, came something good. They say when someone dies in your life you will often meet someone who will have an impact on you. In this case, I'm begining to think that's true. Although, everything can never be perfect. Something worse will happen again.  Love seems like it should fix every thing but what if thats the problem...LOVE.

                                                                          CHAPTER ONE

My father taught me to be strong, my mother taught me to love. But what if you found out that one day your father wasn't coming home. That, written in blue, he was gone..he had died in action.That hot summer day was my first day of summer break and it was the day that changed my life forever. Coming down my long drive way was a black car. It didn't seem right, knowing that I lived ten to fifteen miles from any human life. My mother liked the quiet. The car pulled up and out stepped six soldiers, including my fathers best friend. I jolted down the steps. The tallest man handed my mother an envelope. When my mother noticed me, she pointed to the steps.  I knew I had been dismissed and was not to argue. I sat upstairs in my quarters, watching the birds out my window. I was so confused. Where was my father? Why was I dismissed so abruptly? What was the envelope? That's when I saw the men leave the house.  As soon as they were here, they were gone. I heard my mother come up the stairs, then there she was in my doorway. She was such a strong woman,  barley ever showing emotion...unless it was love. She sat on my bed and patted  the spot next to her. So, I sat down and listened to her gentle voice begin to crack. "Macie..your father isn't coming home. Sweety we need to be strong. Since your father wont be here, we will need some sort of money. So, I am going to become a nurse at the training camp.....again. And you are coming. The officer who was here offered me the job and a place for us to live on the site. All I ask you to do, is be good, listen and help out. But you already do all those things.  Tonight you need to pack up your essential needs and then tomorrow they will come to pick us up....Understand?" All I wanted earlier was answers, but now I wished it wasn't real. To take it all back. I couldn't move...couldn't speak. I was stone solid. I just stared at the floor. Letting the words sink in. But the more they did the more it seemed harder to understand."Yes...I...I..I under..stand." I finally spat out. "Good, I'll come collect you in the morning." She left my room and entered my father's cigar room.

                I cried that whole night.  By morning, I was a rock, like my father told me to be. I dressed in my white knee length dress with a sweet heart neck. It used to be my mothers when she was seventeen, just like me. She came into my room and began taking out my curlers. Her hands were so soft, but built so strong. It must be from years of being a nurse. I wish she would smile like she used to. It makes me realize how hard she tries to protect me.  Then came out the last curler. I looked like her too. My long golden locks, green eyes, and fare skin. "There we're all done. I'm going to go bring down our bags."  I looked up at her and next thing I knew, she was gone, with my bags. I sat at my window and watched a butterfly land on my swing, on our apple tree. When I was five, my dad built the swing. He had carved our names in the branch.

       "Macie come down. It's time to go!", mom yelled. "Coming!"... I ran down the steps and it was true, it was time to leave. The car sat still in the drive way. It felt like hours before we got there. A tall man came to take our bags and then another came and took my mom. Then the man noticed me. "You can go explore or sit by the river if you'd like.  Don't worry, you're completely safe here." I cautiously began to walk to the lake when I saw the swing hanging off of an oak tree. It sat right by the water, but clear from touch.This place was so beautiful, but it's purpose, so violent. I picked a flower off of the vine, from the tree. I placed  it gently in the water and then sat on the swing. That's when I heard the steps coming from my side. I hopped off my swing and that's when I saw him. "Oh, Sorry. Didn't mean to startle you. It's ok, you can keep swinging. Well that is, if you want to...I mean, if you don't want too, you don't have to. Well, I'm James and you must be Macie, the new nurse's daughter." I couldn't help but laugh he was such a tall, mature boy, who seemed so nervous. "Yes, I'm Macie, Annebell's daughter. Nice to meet you James." He was so cute and he looked my age. How was he fighting the war? Then it came to me, we are at a training camp. "Umm, here. This is for you." He handed me a beautiful lily. "Thank you." I held it in my hand. It was so beautiful. "Hey, are you going to  be around for dinner?" I looked at him, confused, then understood he was asking for a date. "Yes, I will be around for dinner." Then we laughed and  I heard someone call his name. "I have to go. Meet me here at six o'clock !"