Chapter 1 - Chapter One
Submitted December 2, 2007 Updated December 2, 2007 Status Incomplete | Read the chapter, not the description! Also, Tala777, I switched the beginning around a bit. Thanx
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Chapter 1 - Chapter One
Chapter 1 - Chapter One
Depressing…
That’s the definition of the horrible orphanage that children and teenagers
like Sarah have to deal with every day. There isn’t anyone that can care to
sickly children. Many of them died from chicken pox or some other rarely
found diseases. The orphanage was abandoned because it caught on fire in
the early eighties. The children had to build their shelters by themselves…
By the nineties, kids were taken directly out of the orphanage. There were
so many adoptions-- but there was one teenager left behind… Sarah. That
orphanage was easily forgotten until some very wealthy people found her.
It was around nineteen ninety six when they did, in the woods, hunting. If
Jimmy didn’t beg his father to come, Sarah would’ve been attacked by the
big Black Bear that surrounded the area. “Hey, dad… I think I see a… girl
or someone,” Jimmy said early on their trip. “What? Are you--- I believe I
actually know what you’re talking about. In the eighties, I remember hear-
ing someone talk about the Trinity Orphanage shot up in flames; the place
I came from,” Said Jimmy’s father in reply. He put his gun down as a deer
ran behind him, with the sound of crunching, dead leaves. The girl walked
around silently, acting as if no one was there. She was picking up wood as
she ate berries. Neither the father nor son spoke for a few minutes, but la-
ter began to hunt again.
Jimmy’s aim was horrible, and almost shot his dad. After a couple not-so-
funny pranks, they headed home to St. Louis, where they lived. The place
where they went to hunt was around fifty miles away. It took them thirty-
five minutes to get to their ‘mansion’. It wasn’t huge, but big for the city.
“Ugh… I’m tired. You should be, too so… take a shower and go to bed. I
won’t tolerate kids who go to bed at midnight.” Jimmy’s dad, Peyton said.
Jimmy thought his dad’s name was stupid and sometimes called him ‘Poo
Poo Peyton’, back when he was nine. That was a while ago, let me tell ya.
Jimmy had a dream about the blond girl… that they became friends. That
would never happen, he thought.
That’s the definition of the horrible orphanage that children and teenagers
like Sarah have to deal with every day. There isn’t anyone that can care to
sickly children. Many of them died from chicken pox or some other rarely
found diseases. The orphanage was abandoned because it caught on fire in
the early eighties. The children had to build their shelters by themselves…
By the nineties, kids were taken directly out of the orphanage. There were
so many adoptions-- but there was one teenager left behind… Sarah. That
orphanage was easily forgotten until some very wealthy people found her.
It was around nineteen ninety six when they did, in the woods, hunting. If
Jimmy didn’t beg his father to come, Sarah would’ve been attacked by the
big Black Bear that surrounded the area. “Hey, dad… I think I see a… girl
or someone,” Jimmy said early on their trip. “What? Are you--- I believe I
actually know what you’re talking about. In the eighties, I remember hear-
ing someone talk about the Trinity Orphanage shot up in flames; the place
I came from,” Said Jimmy’s father in reply. He put his gun down as a deer
ran behind him, with the sound of crunching, dead leaves. The girl walked
around silently, acting as if no one was there. She was picking up wood as
she ate berries. Neither the father nor son spoke for a few minutes, but la-
ter began to hunt again.
Jimmy’s aim was horrible, and almost shot his dad. After a couple not-so-
funny pranks, they headed home to St. Louis, where they lived. The place
where they went to hunt was around fifty miles away. It took them thirty-
five minutes to get to their ‘mansion’. It wasn’t huge, but big for the city.
“Ugh… I’m tired. You should be, too so… take a shower and go to bed. I
won’t tolerate kids who go to bed at midnight.” Jimmy’s dad, Peyton said.
Jimmy thought his dad’s name was stupid and sometimes called him ‘Poo
Poo Peyton’, back when he was nine. That was a while ago, let me tell ya.
Jimmy had a dream about the blond girl… that they became friends. That
would never happen, he thought.
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