in the beginning

A Chapter by IndigoChild

In the garden were two creations. Gods own children and these children were the parents of all other children of God human and animal alike. And there was the serpent the tormentor. Adam the one of man flesh and Eve the one of woman flesh were of weak composition. They were the first daft the imperfect of Gods creations. One day the Serpent came down to eve, the weaker of the two, and told her to eat from the tree of knowledge. Now it really was no great sin as the serpent lead her to believe but what she saw as she ate the fruit scared her immensely. She an to Adam and spoke her mind. He then spoke to God, God was angry and banished them from he garden forever. Right after Adam tried to kill him self and couldn't, but eve died in his arms bearing hiss wounds, she died holding an unfathomable love and hatred for Adam. As she is now doomed to die forever in is arms over and over and over again.

Sitting in science class I begin to wonder what the point of living forever is. Living year to year,day to day, and second to second waiting for... well I don't know exactly. I angered God and he punished me, But I have no faith in God any more. I got lost. Mr. scaling, the science teacher is droning on about stuff I've known for years ,as matter of fact I knew the guy who invented the microscope. I knew Mandala too and DR. king. I knew Marie Antoinette very personally. If you were to look at me now you woulds see a very attractive 17 year old. I've looked the same sense the beginning of humanity. You could say I am the first. My name is Adam, the son of God before Jesus. My little bro is not all this and that, most of the stuff he did was pure luck and a little, okay a lot of help from dad.

I stare off out the window at the steaming pavement of Haven Washington DC. Its the last block of the day and I cant wait to get out side. I love being out doors. I was created among the trees and named the animals. I fathered them and loved them. Many of them are extinct now. And I am filled with a deep sorrow at the losses my children have had to endure. Some of them still do. If I could cry I would be crying great floods.

The bell rings and I slide my books into my bag and walk calmly out the door. As I walk to my locker I feel eyes on my back. They are calm eyes and I turn around. My back is being watched by a blond haired boy. His tall figure and slim build very distracting to the eye.

His striking blue eyes were staring straight into mine. I turn to face my locker and shiver. Never before has someone looked at me so intently, like they know. I gently shut my locker door. And hes right there. Now that he is closer I can see we are he same hight.

He has very pale skin and a round but angular face. Its all shadows and light. One of his hands are clinging on to his backpack strap. Witch he has slung over one of his shoulders. He just stares at me ,his face changes for a second like he wants to say something and then the expression falls completely he turns around and walks away. The tension leaves immediately as is eyes break there intense gaze. Never before has there been such excitement and such stress in a moment for me. I have lived my life fully and now walk as if in the shadow of the Vally of death. But I now feel alive and with the century.

I lean against my locker breathe in and out slowly and stare at the ceiling. What has happened to me and who was that. How is he able to resurrect me and utterly terrify me at the same time.