The Necromancers

Chapter One- River

                        Today is going to be a great day.....

The same thing I told myself every morning before I got out of bed; the same lie I told myself in order to be able to drag myself across the perimeter of my room; the same seven words I used to convince myself to smile as I sat down at the table as usual.... yep, just another ordinary day in the life of me.

   I watched my mom as she cooked breakfast, not saying a word nor acknowledging my existence. She didn't do it on purpose. She just- she just got into a mode when she cooked; she used it to escape. I didn't blame her. I'd want to escape too if I had to take care of me by myself.

   I won't deny I was a handful but weren't all kids? It's not like we went around the house breaking vases but we had to be fed, taught, clothed, and all that special stuff. Plus, we didn't even say /thank you/. Now that I think about it though, I probably should've done that more.... oops.

"What ya making?" I asked, knowing full well she wouldn't answer but hey.... a girl could hope right?

Wrong. After five minutes of waiting, I got up and left. The breakfast most likely wasn't for me anyways. I thought as I grabbed my jacket from the coat rack. I know what you're thinking and yes, I slept in my clothes.

   I slipped on my jacket and then my backpack. Then, running a hand through my hair, I walked out the open door and into the chilly December air. I took a deep breath and retrieved my smile.

      Today is going to be a great day. I reminded myself as I started down the street. I really hoped I was right for once.

(Sorry it's short.... I'll try to make the next chapter longer)