The Hidden Past

Ch: 1 Annika

Ch: 1 Annika

I'm sitting. Somewhere. I don't know where because I can't see well enough to make out my surroundings. Everything is blurred. Shapes were warped and bent to no end. I can hear voices. Tons of voices all around me some quiet and others loud. I feel so warm...why? I think I can make out the shape of a person right next to me. Who is that? My vision is so impaired that I can't even tell if this person is a boy or girl! The person turns their head to smile at me, and I see their mouth moving, but no words coming out. What? What is it? What are you trying to tell me? I want to say something, but I can't move my mouth! Instead, I start smiling back at the stranger. Wait, why am I smiling at a stranger? I'm not happy! More like confused beyond belief. Behind the stranger's head, I see colours exploding in the sky! Lovely Red, earthy green, stunning purple, and then beautifully bright orange. Just what is happening? What is this place? I have too many questions that I want answered. The stranger held their hand up, drawing my attention to it. He/she started doing a count down with his/her fingers. 5... 4...3... "Wait! what are you doing?" I demanded, but got no answer 2...1.... "Ack!!!" I yelled, as my head kissed the roof of my bunk bed. "Ow ow ow!" I said again, while I rubbed my forehead. "Did you smack your head again Annie" My older sister Emile called as she dangled her head over the top bunk bed "No....."My sister was staring with her gaze full of disbelief. "Ok fine I did" I let out a huffing sound. I looked at my sister, she grinned. "you dear sister are an accident just waiting, waiting to happen!" "I am not!" I tossed a pillow at her face and the pillow gracefully hit its mark. "Oh you... Are so on!" It took her a split second to climb down from the top bunk and grab a pillow before I could grab another. She aimed with skill at my head but I with even more skill dodged it and retrieved a different pillow. While this epic pillow fight takes place let me introduce myself. My name is Annika Elson or Annie for short and I just turned 17 last week. I am very skinny looking, i'm mostly just pale skin and bones. My mother always said I needed to gain some weight and actually look healthy for once. She is always making me eat more than I can eat. I have bright emerald eyes my father always said are very beautiful but I find them very strange. No one else I know has annoyingly super bright eyes! They don't look natural at all!! But my hair is something I hate most of all!!!! Its nothing but a long, tangled, very dark brown, curly mess. Which is why I have the oh so lovely nickname of frizz head. My hair is so curly that it looks like I have a head of curly telephone wires. My mother Marie Elson works at a hospital called "the safe house" she works as a doctor there and my father Gavin Elson works as banker I always hear him complaining to mom about his co-workers or his clients. He has a reason to though because his co-workers are nice people just not the greatest workers and sometimes his clients are just plain mean. Then there's my sister Emile Elson who's three years older than me. shes in her second year of university so she's away most of the time but when she is here we always end up sharing my room. Which I think is unfair because is the sofa broken or something? She can use the sofa right? Oaf!! Emile let out some air as I hit her with a pillow again. She stumbled backwards looking like a baby trying to walk for the first time. A baby that tripped and fell backwards into our nice walk-in closet. Waa-ow was the sound she made when she crashed into a box that was tucked in back of the closet. The box went flying in a attempt to escape the fate of being crushed by the elephant I call sister. The air was filled with our family photos which was inside the box. One photo seemed to pop like it wanted to be the centre of attention. It was a photo that was taken in the summer when I was 7. With speed I snatched the photo but not without slightly crumpling it. The photo showed me with hair neatly brushed into two side ponytails wearing a yellow dress (that made me think of lemons) with red spots all over. My green eyes were piercing right through the picture. My eyes seem to jump at you then follow you where ever you go. Right next to me was a boy the same age as me in the picture with pitch black hair, darker then the night itself. He wore a black shirt that matched his hair and wore jean overalls on top with no shoes on. Man! did that boy have the weirdest eye colour ever! Weirder than mine! They were bright pinkish colour near the edge of his eyes and then becomes a darker red colour near the centre of his eyes. Red eyes? Seriously, what is he? A vampire? "Hey, Annie stop staring and help me grab all these pictures!!" My sister scampered on the floor, arms waving trying to catch all the photos she can before they hit the ground."Alright, alright I'm helping! Chill sis." Finally after half an hour of arguing and making sure we found all of the photos, mom had called us down for breakfast. It took a matter of seconds for us to run out the door, turn right past the bathroom, and then made a another right almost tripping on the carpet then crashing into our parents bedroom door. We made a left this time onto the stair case and tumbled/ fumbled our way down and ran straight ahead to the dinning room. Gaining speed, I ran in front of Emile and sat in my chair first putting an end to our race."I win" I said in triumph. "Whatever cheater!" Emile's voice was full of Sassiness. "Girls, I told you, no running in the house! Your father is trying to sleep. Emile go and sit" "sorry mom" we said in unison. "Eat" mom said. After eating eggs and bacon, I was dressed and ready to head out. But then I heard tapping at my window. Confused, I walked toward the window and spotted two figures: Two girls standing there wearing the same uniform as me. The first one who was very Petite, had tossed little bits of dirt at my window. The first girl had tan coloured skin with long light brown hair. Her eyes were the colour of milk chocolate. The other girl was taller than the first girl. She had light skin and brown eyes like the first, but her hair (which I am so envious of) was a cross between light brown and blonde with a whitish blonde streak. "Isa, Pam!" I yelled, overjoyed to see my two best friends ever! "Hurry up and get down here!!" Isa said with her slight Russian accent. "Yea, were gonna be late!" Pam said. "Kay I'm coming now." I said goodbye to my mother and sister, then joined lsa and Pam. Weird...I get the sense that today everything will change. Why?

*this is my first story on wattpad.

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Shoutout to @GirlStories27 for making me post this and @katniss64715. Thanks so much guys for helping me write this story! :)
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