His Broken Promise

Chapter 1

Memories are fading, time is flying, and distance is gradually increasing. I still remember certain moments we had. Flashbacks soar through my head every day. Good and bad...

​I prayed my life wouldn't end up like this, but it has...and there's nothing I can do about it but make the best of my situation. That's just how it is. No matter how hard I try, I can't undo what's happened.
​My name is Madison. And this is my story. It tells of my darkest moments, as well as my brightest. This is who I am.

​I grew up in a small town in the middle of Texas, happy like any child should be. I didn't have many friends, but the ones I did have meant the world to me. I lived with my mother and father, along with my older sister, Lauren, and my younger brother, Cameron. Being the middle child was never easy. I fought for attention my whole life. My sister and I were rather close. My brother and I were only a year apart, so naturally, we bickered all the time.

​It was 5th grade, 2007. Lauren had brought home numerous amounts of boyfriends, but this time was different. He was different. He had light green eyes, black curly hair, and a charming smile. No wonder Lauren liked him. His name was Greg. He looked at me, almost in confusion. I smiled politely and went to my room. Social events were never my strong suit. Months passed and Lauren and Greg were falling in love. Lauren talked about him like he was a god. I could see how they looked at each other, but to me, there seemed to be something missing. He didn't look at her the way she looked at him. He looked my way as I tried to figure it all out. I blushed. He smiled, and followed me to my room. Hours went by, and we talked as if we were best friends. I talked to him every day it seemed. Lauren became jealous, but Greg reassured his love for her.

​Two years later, my best friend at the time, Alanna, and her family left our small congregation. I cried for days. I had grown fond of her family, and it was so unexpected. Within the next week, a new family joined our church. They had 4 kids. The oldest was Sarah, then Rosie, Abby, and the youngest was Joey. I immediately felt anger towards them. I didn't want to make new friends; I wanted my old friends back! They smiled and walked swiftly towards the only friend I had left; Kyrsti. She welcomed them as they came through the doors. I groaned. Luckily no one heard me. Great, now who am I supposed to talk to?

​"Would you like to sit with us?" I turned to see one of the kids, smiling at me. I think she was Rosie, but I hadn't remembered everyone's name at the time. I smiled back and shook my head. She shrugged and took her seat with her sisters at the front of the auditorium. Little did I know, I had just met the person who was about to know my darkest secret.

​They asked me to sit with them almost every time I came to church. Eventually, I just said yes to make it easy for them, but I didn't regret it once I did. It was peaceful, hearing them sing. They all had very different, very beautiful voices. I had to cease my singing in order to hear them better. I changed my voice to alto so I could hear myself as well as the others. I didn't think it would happen, but I actually wanted to be at church after a few times sitting with them.