The last sunset - Chapter OneA Chapter by JvonneShalimar is somewhat of a peculiar character. She is not always the plain Jane she seems and her believes change quite often. Imagine her if you must. Brown hair and deep grey eyes, if it weren't for her glasses and outdated sense of style, boys would find her attractive. Born an only child in a small town near nowhere and close to nothing she had little life experience. She spent most of her days dreaming of prince charming, someone who would rescue her from Ferland Ridge. But never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined the change prince charming would bring. I'd say it’s best to start her story on April 6 1986. Yes this is the day her life began to change, even without her knowledge
It was a cold morning, strange since it was summer. Christine could feel the tension in the air.
Something was coming, the unborn child in her womb moved as to assure her
mother that she was still fine.
Christine watched restlessly as the sky darkened. Would it rain? Or was this just the preface of
a much bigger storm to come? The wind had picked up and she watched in
astonishment as the birds around the house suddenly made way. The sky had turned a deep grey now. Something made her look to her left, and yet there was nothing. With the dark foreboding still lingering over
her she rushed back into the house slamming the door behind her. It was then that she felt the sharp pain. She doubled over onto the floor where she saw
the puddle of water. With great shock it
dawned on her, she was going into labour. "John! Oh God John come quick!" She cried to her husband who came rushing down the stairs. "Christine? Christine what's wrong?! Is it time?!" John
knelt down beside her. "Yes John, she's coming". "We need to get you to
a hospital". "No! John their outside, their waiting they've come for her" Christine said before giving an anguishing scream. "They're here? Already? But Christine how could they have
known? Christine my dear, you cannot have the child here, we need to get you to
the hospital!" John begged.
"No John I am weak and cannot fend for this child, you have to listen to me. When she is born, take her, wrap her in the red blanket. It’s upstairs in the attic, in the old trunk" "The red
blanket? Why? Christine what are you talking about?” "Listen to me John; it’s important that you do exactly as I
say. After you have her in the blanket take the back door and go through the
woods, keep on the path no matter what you hear or see, keep on the path and
don't look back. She will be waiting for
you where the road forks towards the river.” "Who? I don't understand my love". "You will know her when you see her, she will keep her save". "Christine stops talking like that". "Do as I say John
please........". As the sun started to set, the last of Christine's painful screams
echoed away as the wind settled down to rest.
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