Chapter Four!! Vote and comment!! Vomment or Cote!!! I wasnt really sure on what to do now in the story...but here it is..enjoy =]
The bright luminous sun beamed through the windows. My eyes slowly opened, as the sun seeped through awakening me. I groaned and sat up searching around me. Outside a blue sky lay with puffs of white smoky clouds floating around. Birds were chirping, singing sweet melodies to me. A small smile crept over my face.
It hadn't yet dawned on me, the tragic news that had left me distraught. The news I had discovered just less than three hours ago.
I began humming along with the birds that sat upon the little oak tree in the garden. I swung my legs over the bed side to climb down.
I paused for a few seconds. Why was their dry blood running down my leg? Why was I not in my room? And why did this room like faintly like my brothers except like a burglar had ransacked it?
Then it struck me like a bolt of lightning. Tears didn't well over my eyelids. I didn't have a rush of anger that sent me destroying anything in my view. I felt a sickly emptiness in the pit of my stomach. I sank back into the bed.
There was nothing left to do. I couldn't cry or scream or sleep any more. I just needed to feel the pain. I felt lost and alone for once. Like the whole world had turned against me.
I sat on the bed in silence for ages. Seconds past. Minutes. Eventually a whole hour. Just staring into space unsure of what to do, where to go.
I was ten years old. My parents were dead. I had no social life. My brothers had abandoned me like a sinking ship. The only family I had left was a complete pig, who only thought of herself. The only reason I could remember her keeping us all this time was to inherit the money our parents had left us. I knew she was as low and dark as that. She had never cared for us. Not really.
All those frocks, ball gowns, dresses were for her own use. She invited us to dinner parties and such to show off and act as though she cared. Other occasions we would be locked in our rooms with only each other as comfort but even that wouldn't be possible now.
A creaking noise disrupted me from my thoughts. The stairs I thought to myself. I glanced around the room frantically and noticed the window was slightly open and a draft flowing through the room. I ran over to it and opened it wider. Standing on the window sill I searched down. Top of Aunt Clara's old fashioned quaint house. 30 foot drop I thought to myself. One swift movement and I'd be falling to my death. It was the perfect opportunity.
Mwhahahahahahaaaaaaaaa!! Its short...Very Short..Dont send the evil donkey clouds after mee! =]
