Power

Prologue

I kept running through the woods trying to find a spot for refuge. I didn't want to think about what the horrible, awful people that would be waiting for me later the next day. The horrible awful killers that were trying to suck me into their plan. I kept asking god what was wrong with me. Why couldn't I be like everybody else? I thought of her. I didn't exchange enough words with her i kept looking and searching for her in my mind. Something was locking the pictures out of my memory. She was the only person i knew that cared about me. I stopped in the middle of the woods. I heard the footsteps behind me and knew they were from Venice. There was no way to escape from him this time. he would catch me. but when I turned around it wasn't Venice. She was there the images soon came back. Relief rushed through my body. She was here and she was not leaving. Hopefully.

Chapter 1 A new neighbor

It's been three days since my mother died. That's when my wold went dark. Sometimes dark is ok as long as it is contained by the power of light. All the light was gone. There was only dark. I lived in a small town of Foreman, Arkansas. There is only my friend Oscar living with me.Most of the time he's not at home. It's very lonely but i can't say i wouldn't say i would have wanted anyone there to drown my sorrows. Sorrow was my new favorite drink, color, movie, song, and food. Without sorrow I was an empty vessel with a lost black soul. People say that God makes miracles happen for people and that he does everything for a reason but i am beginning to question that. God didn't need my mother, i did and he took her. I still love God regardless of anything that happened in the past. I am 14 years old. No one is nice to me at school. A lot of people think Im gay which I am not. In my school people judge you a lot because I live in a small town and almost everyone feels the same way about things except for me. My friend Oscar is a lot older than me so he understands the way i act. I like to write things romantic that people sometimes end up seeing even though i really don't want them to. Everyone talks different in Foreman. People here usually have a country accent but i don't have one so they say i talk gay. I have other problems though. I smoke cigarettes and say curse words. As a Christian i shouldn't do that. As I walked in the front door from school i threw my backpack in the kitchen on the floor. Mom always hated it when I did that because she would always have to tell me to move it. I decided to start on my algebra homework. I liked the part of school where you get to learn and be smart. Not long after my mother died i decided not to let my sorrow effect my future. My mother died when she was shot at a grocery store. The robbers came in to the grocery store and told everybody in the store to lay down on the ground. After that the robbers shot everybody in the store and escaped with the money in the register. I wonder how a person could kill so many people and not think about weather one of those people were somebody's parent or not. After i finished my homework i walked outside to smoke a cigarette. There was a U-haul truck in the front yard of the now empty house beside mine. I stated over into the yard of people moving things to see who my new neighbor was. I saw her then. She was so beautiful. She looked my way and i grimaced as if i had not been looking at her at all. Did she see me? She must have because she was still staring at me when I looked back over in her yard. She looked about the same age as me. Great. All i needed was another person in Foreman to call me gay. But then i though maybe since she might not be around here that she wouldn't be used to people with country accents. Then she wouldn't think Im gay. It would be nice to have a friend other than 18 year old Oscar.