Taking Chances

Prolouge, part 2

 I remember what life used to be like. It wasn't perfect, not by far.But at least I had her.

I was that shy girl. I didn't have any friends, and never had a boyfriend. But that was ok. With mom, everything was...perfect. But after... well, I wasn't the same since. And though I wish I could forget that night, I can't. And I know I won't be able to...

It was 4 and I finally got home from another day of high-school. It was the same as any other day...I ate lunch by myself, and didn't have a partner for biology class. At least the school year was almost over. But when I got home, all of my troubles melted away.

"Hey Honey, how was your day?" She asked me.

"Same as usual, Mom. You know it's not going to change, right?" At this she frowned, but seemed to accept it.

"You seem down. Come on, movie time." In her mind, a Disney movie would change everything. It always annoyed me. I mean, why would a 16 year-old like me watch Disney movies? But after a while I started thinking, that maybe she was right. But they didn't, and they still don't.

"Whatever, Mom. I'm gonna go get changed, and arrange my homework for later." Homework was practically my life back than. Besides her, of course.

"Well, hurry up. I 'm going to pick a movie and get the popcorn ready."

Nodding, I run up the stairs. I settle in my soft-pink room, grabbing a pair of sweats. I bend over my binder, grabbing the numerous assignments. I hear a door open and close. I roll my eyes- garbage day is in two days, there's no need for her to put the garbage outside. I didn't want to beckon to the rats living in the streets of New York. Then I heard it- it made my heart stop, made my blood freeze. I gasped, and ran down the stairs. 

The blood on the floor. The blood on the knife he left behind. The life-less body on the floor. The shattered pieces of my life.