Trapped

Ch1

I watch out of the car window as a snowflake falls down to the road. I'm sitting in my driveway waiting for my dad to finish packing the boxes into our truck. We don't have much to take with us on our move. I have three boxes to myself, my dad has two, and there's five filled with anything and everything else that was around the empty apartment.

We are finally moving into a house. I've only seen pictures of it but my dad said it has a nice feel to it. I didn't mind that I didn't go to see it because I'm going to move out in a year and a half anyways. I don't mind switching schools either. I just have to finish up my junior year and senior and then I'll be on my way. I didn't have many "friends" at my old school anyway.

Before my mom died six years ago, it's always been a dream to travel around with my dad. He was always talking about traveling to Africa and Europe and other places, but everything's different now. My dad just wants to stay at home alone. He barely talks to me anymore either. I'm excited to move and be able to make a fresh start.

The snow is falling more heavily now covering the ground in a beautiful white blanket. It looks peaceful and warm, but looks are always deceiving. People always hide behind the idea that everything is fine. Don't judge what you can't see behind locked doors. Everything is not always perfect. Don't get me wrong, I do think that it's possible to have a happy life but no family is ever going to be as perfect as it looks.

Life has a way of surprising me in the worst ways possible. My parakeet, the closest thing to me since my mom, died last year on my birthday. I lost my best friend to a car accident two years ago. She's the only person I would call a true friend. Then there's my mom who died six years ago. It was heartbreaking even thinking about it now, it only feels like yesterday. Everything seemed to be going well every time, but it seems a higher being dropped a bomb on my life and still decided it wasn't enough.

I hear the driver's side open and look over to see my dad get into the car. He's all I have left to care about and it would kill me if something happened to him.

"Ready to go?" I ask him. He only nods and starts the car backing out of our apartment complex.

I watch as the windshield pushes the falling snow out of the way. I rest my head against the side of the window and snuggle deeper into my coat. The house is three and some hours away and I got little sleep last night because I stayed up to pack. I yawned and closed my eyes falling asleep to the sound of the radio.

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When I woke up, it was to the car stopping. I looked out of the window to see the sun slowly descending behind a beautiful two story home covered in white. I grab my phone and open the car door, stepping out carefully to avoid getting snow in my converse. I saw that my dad was already carrying boxes inside.

I walk to the truck bed and dust off the covers until I find one of my boxes. I carry it to the porch and set it down in a non-snowy area. I grab my other boxes and repeat the same motions. Then I open the door and look around the house.

The first room I walk into is furnished with a gray couch and a black bookshelf without any books. There's two windows situated behind the couch and a TV on the wall in front of it. There was a rug to put your shoes on I take off mine and place them there. The next room has a stone fireplace and another couch with a footstool and end table. A grandfather clock sits in the corner. A large window sits behind the couch. Then there's a large table in the next room with another window and a painting of the woods. I've always liked art but I was god-awful at it, at least I think I am. There's a doorway that leads into the kitchen. It's roomy with a door that leads to the backyard and the basement which I decide to skip over. I don't like basements.

I head back into the dining room and into the hallway connected to see the stairs and a bathroom next to it. Further back at the end of the hall, there's an office with a rolltop desk and chair with a window next to a tall dark brown bookcase. I walk out and head up the carpeted staircase. At the top to the left is a small bedroom with a dresser and a TV. The walls are a light lavender color. There's a small wooden-framed closet and a window. The bed is twin sized with white and purple floral bedding.

I walk out of the room and ahead to the left is another door that leads to a small white-railed porch with a rocking chair on it. Close to the porch door in the hall is another bathroom and two bedrooms at the end of the hall.

The bedroom to the left is large and spacious with gray walls and a king sized bed. There's a large window there and further into the room there's a closet and a small area with two armchairs and a small creaky door that leads to the attack. I didn't want to go in there either, I'm afraid of spiders and the dark but somehow I'm a sucker for a good horror movie. I walk out of the room and walk into the other bedroom.

It had bright baby blue walls and a large window with white curtains on the other side. In the middle against the wall is a queen-sized bed with dark blue tree patterns fading into white with matching pillows. There's an open wooden-framed closet to the left of the bed and in front of the bed is a dresser and on top is a wide screened TV.

I walk out of the room and downstairs deciding which room I would take. I watch as my dad walks into the kitchen and starts unpacking some boxes.

"I'll take the blue room, if that's ok?" I ask my dad. He nods not looking up from his box. I sigh and head outside to grab my boxes in my socks. I carefully avoid the snow as I grab the box and head upstairs. I do it twice more and close the door behind me huffing, as I lay on the carpeted ground. It's pretty nice here. I breath in the fresh smell of the house and fall asleep in the warmth of my coat.

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Thank you for reading! :)

I promise the story does get better and does not stay so slow moving, I promise! This was more of an introduction to the start of her new life.