"Hunter Crowley was an ordinary teenage boy with ordinary teenage problems..."
"Or so did he thought. But Hunter's real problems had only begun..."
Hunter is in his room playing with a red ball, throwing it up and down, up and down... What a boring day, he thought. That's before he heard the argument between his sister Celia and his father.
He looked downstairs. Leaving the ball floating in the air.
"How many times do I have to tell you...!" His father yelled.
"Well, I told you that I...!" Celia replied.
Then he walked down, and the red ball also dropped to the ground, making tiny bits of noises.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Celia screamed.
Hunter walked down the stairs carefully, trying not to make too much noises. But at that very moment he felt as if every step he take will sound a horn.
"Four generations of Yale graduates in the Crowley family," His father said, holding a bunch of papers, "Ending here today, with you!" He yelled as he slapped the paper at Celia's face.
Hunter walked behind them, and Celia is at the edge of crying.
She stood up and said, "Hunter can carry on the family, Can't you Hunter?!"
She turned to look at Hunter.
She murmured under her teeth,"And since when did you ever needed me anyways..."
His dad bursted, "Hunter," He said, turning back to Celia "Never failed this family... like you!"
"Like it's really a family..." She said.
"Dad, come on." Hunter said, trying to stop them.
"No, no, no, what about..." Celia said.
"I'm only glad," He said before she could finish, "Your mother isn't alive today to see what a colossal..."
"You wanna talk about mom?!" She cried.
"What a colossal disappointment you've become!" He pronounced every single letter of his sentence with capital letter and a thousand exclamation marks.
"Yeah, whatever." Celia turned around and about to walk out.
Hunter closed his eyes tight, and he felt a sudden pain in his head. He shook his head.
"Where do you think you're going?!" His dad yelled.
"Party, dad. That's all I'm good for right?!"
"No, no, you don't leave this house!" Their dad replied, before Hunter bursted into anger.
"STOP IT!"Hunter yelled.
Then the ground started to shake. Anything and everything is shaking. Hunter, Celia and their dad stared in horror as the china flower vase on the table fell down. Pieces of China bloomed leaving a sharp "cling" when it meets the floor.
Hunter and Celia moved back to stay against the wall, pushing themselves up from the floor.
After about 30 seconds of shaking, it stopped.
"Was that an earthquake?" Celia asked, looking at Hunter, who's next to her.
Their dad got up from the ground, with messy clothes and his glasses crooked, he said, "Great, just great!" His face burned with anger. Veins popping out like spiderwebs all over his face.
"What?!" Celia yelled, "It's not like I did it?!"
"Oh yeah, of course. Not like you ever do anything!"
Hunter opened the door and walked out in disappointment, slamming the door behind him.
He walked to his car
nd took out his phone. He clicked the power button, and called Skyler.
This nearly perfect girl on the cover of his phone is Skyler - his girlfriend.
Someone answered the on the other side.
"Hey! Bae, what's up?"
"Hey. Umm, I'm just gonna pick you up now okay? Um, I'll be there in 5... " Hunter said and let out a sigh...
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STORYTELLERS
خيال (فانتازيا)Five friends join together to tell a story that becomes increasingly dangerous and frightening. When the events of their story begin to cross over between worlds, the lines between reality and fantasy are blurred.
