chapter 1A Chapter by Warrior of Death Chapter 1- The beginning It was a dark and gloomy mid-December
night. Sterling stepped out of his small apartment building
into the cold night. Breathing
in the freezing cold night air he began to think about his
little sister, Juliana. It had been a very long time since he had heard
anything from her, about seven years. About eight years ago
they were separated by their parents divorced for
reasons unknown to him and Juliana. For a whole year after
that they kept a constant stream of contact, talking over
e-mail and phone calls for hours at a time every day and then,
he never heard from her again. Right now he was wondering
what she doing. He began to think about what she had
looked like on the day of the divorce. Juliana (who was six
at the time)had long, jet-black hair that matched perfectly
with her piercing, sapphire blue eyes. She was slightly
shorter than the average nine year old girl in Washington.
The last time he saw her was in the court house
where their parents had divorced and she was crying and
flailing uncontrollably. She was crying because she knew that she
would never see her brother or her mother ever again. Sterling
sank onto his knees in the cold snow, pained from reliving
that painful memory, he felt like he was going to cry. “I really
miss her” he said sadly. He was
freezing cold right now, he felt like a popsicle. ‘I need to
get back inside’, he thought. Before he back inside though,
he looked around at the apartment complex. It wasn’t a large
complex, only six apartment buildings lined up side by side with the
registering office right across from it. Each of the apartment buildings
had two floors with three apartments on every floor. His apartment
was on the bottom floor of the second building in. The second he
entered his small apartment his dog Jake came speeding toward
him from Sterling’s twin sized bed. For him it was hard to not be knocked
over by a bounding German Sheppard. When the dog had succeeded
in taking Sterling down, he began to
furiously lick him. “Hey
Jake” he said joyfully. Sterling
had taken Jake in about two years ago when he had found the dog roaming
around the area and he wasn’t surprised to find that the dog had a collar,
because people these days were always releasing their dogs out into
the wild. He had tried to find Jake’s original owner for weeks and weeks
but without success. So after weeks of failure to find the dog’s owner, he
decided to keep him. After the dog had stopped licking him and he
had gotten to his feet, Sterling gazed around the small room. His bed
was pushed against the back wall and a fifteen inch television sitting
on top of a small dresser opposite it. A
tall silver lamp was standing
in the corner by the front door was burning brightly. There is also a
window near the bed that overlooked the small, snow strewn office
building. ‘Its not a lot but its what I need and that’s all that matters’
, he thought. Walking across the room to his bed, Sterling bent down
to pick up his alarm clock, it said 11:00 p.m. “Time for
bed” he told Jake and the dog instinctively ambled over to a
corner and laid down. Sterling walked over to the standing lamp and
turned it off. He sauntered over to his bed in the dark and
flopped down on the soft mattress. He
started to think about Juliana again, her hysterically crying face
wove in and out of his
mind, making it hard for him to concentrate on sleep. He was
soon unable to resist the welcoming hands of sleep and rest,
he began to drift into unconsciousness. © 2013 Warrior of Death |
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Added on April 26, 2013 Last Updated on April 26, 2013 AuthorWarrior of Deathport richey, FLAboutI love to write and read. I do it all the time, even when I'm not supposed to. more..Writing
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