My Only Goal

~Chapter 1~

I love Fall. The colorful leaves, the sweet shivering cold going through my body. The sound of the falling leaves keeps me at ease as I walk with two people. One was a new friend of mine, a little boy whose hair shines bright as the sun. His life-like verdant eyes gazed at me and alerted me that it was almost time.

"So, we're almost there?" said the tall woman.

She's the type of woman you'll see in the bar, wasting her time on guys. She has long, flowing brown hair. And her outfit seemed too revealing to the young eyes.

"Almost!" I shouted out.

She disgusted me. I couldn't forgive her, just like those other people. Even her name makes me want to barf.

As we walked along the leafy pathway, there it was, my big, beautiful house. It quite old actually, veins covering the walls in a fascinating way, the little cracked bricks, and the structure were old fashioned. I went up the stairs to open the huge door wide open. I felt the refreshing breeze going right through my face.

"Today is the day" I whispered to myself.

We went inside of my house, and the elegant, classical furnishings took their breath away; they were in awe.

"Huh, nice house you got there kid,'' the woman replied.

"Would you like me to show you my secret place?" I questioned.

"Sure, why not,'' she answered.

They followed me towards the fireplace.

"Ah, so warm" my friend responded intently.

As I got closer to the fireplace, I reached for the second book and pulled it. I felt the vibrations from my feet as the fire slowly gets smaller until there was so much more warmth. Then the fireplace moved, showing a small hole. I grinned when I turned to look at the girl. She was in shock. But little does she know, today's her final day.