chapter 1

It was like the world was a sea of green feilds laid out infront of me spreading out for miles on end even though it looked like one of the most beautifull place on earth there was something unnerving about this place I knew something was going to happen something always happens when will these stupid dreams end probably never or untill i actually die. I began to pace waiting for something to happen i just hoped that it would be quick and painless but i had no way of telling what was going to happen i just had to wait and hope for the best.
Something rustled behind me, something big i turned around no one. I heard it again this time it was closer than before. Just then a knife protruded from my chest and then disapeared the pain was unbearable i closed my eyes waiting for the end that was taking too long to come i opened my eyes to see a man staring down at me his eyes danced with cruel laughter if i didn't have blood leaking out of my chest i probably would have taken a swing at him maybe more than one.. I let the thought travel through my head maybe just maybe i was strong enough just to punch him once.
I walked up to him with a blank expression on my face he didn't seem to be aware that i was there at all he had his eyes closed like he was so bored that he wanted to sleep. I drew my arm back balling my hand into a fist getting ready to swing i was so focassed on what i was going to do that i didn't see the knife he pulled out i felt it. The knife penitrated my ribs jolts of pain shot through my body. Finally the end had come finally....


I woke up someone was screeming it took me a second to realize that it was me. I heard angry footsteps on the stairs probably my mom coming up to tell me what a freek i was and how disapointed she was that she had me as a daughter. I got up quickly and inspected the cuts. The one in my ribs wasn't very seriose but the one in my chest was blood stained both sides of my t-shirt i knew if my mom saw that she would freek she was deathly afraid of blood and the mere sight of it made her puke.
I grabbed a black shirt out of my drawer and quickly changed. I had just pulled it on when my mom came bursting into the room her face was red with rage she walked over to me and grabbed my arm steering me out of the room. Her grip on my arm hurt i tried to push it off of me but her grip was really strong i could feel brused forming where her fingers where.
"Let go of me!" she stopped in mid step when she turned around i could tell it had been a bad mistake to yell at her her hand lashed out and backhanded me across the face i stumbled but held my ground keeping my feet planted firmly on the ground there was no way i was going to let har get away with that this was the last time i was going to let her push me around. I threw her hand off of me and headed downstairs looking for Tommy if i was leaveing so was he.
She folowed me downstairs where i saw Tommy cowering on the couch while my dad held a knife over him it was covered in blood my blood he never cleaned that knife he said that is was bad luck to wipe blood off such a treasured weapon I had thought maybe he would have gotton rid of it after he almost stabbed me to death with it and now he was about to do the same thing to Tommy right infront of me. There was no way i was going to let that happen not in a million years.
He looked up at me and smiled he raised his hand lie he was going to stab Tommy. I charged him putting my full strenght behind me when i hit him all he did was sway a little which made me even more angry. I swung at him hitting him directly in the nose i felt it crunch undernieth my fist he screemed in pain clutching his nose. I took the chance to grab Tommy and get him a safe distance away. The knife flew through the air strait at me it just missed my head and implanted itself in the wall behind me. I grabbed Tommy around the waist and lifted him into a cradle posision nothing was going to slow me down.
I bolted to the door as fast as i could hoping my uncordination wouldn't get in the way. Just as i was reaching for the doorknob my mom's hand flashed out and smacked my hand away. She stepped infront of me. She punched me in the stomach knocking the breath out of my lungs she tried to punch me again but i grabbed her fist and twisted her arm till she cried out in pain. I threw her against the wall and opened the door walking outside.
It was colder outside than i had expected it to be Tommy began to shiver violently i pulled off the t-shirt that i had pulled over my tanktop and rapped it around him in hope that i could help subside the shivers but it wasn't enough to keep him warm i had to get him somwhere with a working heater. A hand rapped itself around my mouth making sure i couldn't screem i struggled for a split second but then i recognized the musk he was wearing and slowly turned around Danial was biting his lip trying to keep himself from laughing.
"You shouldnt grab people like that they might get the wrong idea and you might get your butt kicked by some chic you never know." he rolled his eyes at me and leaned against the wall he was so lazy he couldn't even stand without getting tired.
"I just wanted to stop by and say hi but i can tell that your busy so i'll leave unless you need a ride somewhere seeing how you don't have a car and i do." he smirked at me i could tell he was trying to provoke me or something but unfortionatly for him i had been working on my anger issues so i had enough expirience to ignore him and hold out my hand for his keys he shook his head and started walking away twirling the keys inbetween his fingers i sighed and began to follow him.
"I would let you drive but you don't have a licince and it would be very bad if we got pulled over i can't exactly pay for it at the time so i have to be extra carefull." his tone irked me a little bit i took a deep breath trying to controll myself i had already exploded once twice was fatal.
"Ofcoarse but you forgot one thing im a hell of alot better driver than you keep that in mind."

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 09.11.2011

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this book is deticated to my friends who helped me finally be able to write a full book without throwing it away