Introduction- I never really knew who my family was. I was sent into a orphanage at a really young age. I'm one of the only people there that actually doesn't even HAVE a family, well so I've heard. I have no life, no family, no happiness, but that was all going to change...
Chapter One,
Dropping figure] Like usual I walked to the café to meet up with my best friend Christopher but we call him, well I call him Chris for short. Chris is my only friend, and we have been since I've gone to the orphanage. It was when I walked in that I first noticed Chris sitting alone and went up to talk to him, that was the start of our friendship. We are 16 almost 17 now and are still unseperatable like ever. Some reason today he left early so I wen't straight to the café. When I got there I saw he was a bit palish so I stumbled forward to check on him.
"Chris are you ok? You look as sick as... as sick as you can get!" I said to Chris
"Jenna I don't think I should be the one worrying right now. I feel like someone has been watching you and me.. well atleast you, Jenna you have to be careful. Promise me that?" Chris asks.
"Yes I promise." I say while getting a slight chilling feel that someone could have actually been watching me.
"Well I'm going to get to school early, with tests and all" He says in a nervous tone.
"Ok... but YOU be careful for me mr. Chris or I will have to report you to the police" I say with a sarcastic tone while going in for a hug. We hug. He leaves. And I'm mostly alone sitting down. I sip my coffee making myself warm through this winterous weather but I still have a shiver of nervousness around me so I decide to leave early to. I walk onto the winter streets of Brooklyn and take a turn to the left and take a shortcut under a side street not as filled with people than the others. maybe two people passing by but nothing to crazy. As I walk down the street I hear footsteps behind me and I start to jog up into a sprint. I turn to see no one, but when I turn back around a dark figure reaches to the ground while dropping at my feet catching me in an embrace and holding me back not letting me go and holding my mouth covered. I try to shove and push away but this person is way to strong. Eventually I dig my motuh into his hand biting down as hard as I can. The shock of the pain must have startled the man, now that I can see his shape.
"Who are you and what do you want!" I say trying to sound tougher than I feel
"I... am a person, obviously. And I have orders to help you.. Jenna."
To be continued..
Chapter One,
Dropping figure] Like usual I walked to the café to meet up with my best friend Christopher but we call him, well I call him Chris for short. Chris is my only friend, and we have been since I've gone to the orphanage. It was when I walked in that I first noticed Chris sitting alone and went up to talk to him, that was the start of our friendship. We are 16 almost 17 now and are still unseperatable like ever. Some reason today he left early so I wen't straight to the café. When I got there I saw he was a bit palish so I stumbled forward to check on him.
"Chris are you ok? You look as sick as... as sick as you can get!" I said to Chris
"Jenna I don't think I should be the one worrying right now. I feel like someone has been watching you and me.. well atleast you, Jenna you have to be careful. Promise me that?" Chris asks.
"Yes I promise." I say while getting a slight chilling feel that someone could have actually been watching me.
"Well I'm going to get to school early, with tests and all" He says in a nervous tone.
"Ok... but YOU be careful for me mr. Chris or I will have to report you to the police" I say with a sarcastic tone while going in for a hug. We hug. He leaves. And I'm mostly alone sitting down. I sip my coffee making myself warm through this winterous weather but I still have a shiver of nervousness around me so I decide to leave early to. I walk onto the winter streets of Brooklyn and take a turn to the left and take a shortcut under a side street not as filled with people than the others. maybe two people passing by but nothing to crazy. As I walk down the street I hear footsteps behind me and I start to jog up into a sprint. I turn to see no one, but when I turn back around a dark figure reaches to the ground while dropping at my feet catching me in an embrace and holding me back not letting me go and holding my mouth covered. I try to shove and push away but this person is way to strong. Eventually I dig my motuh into his hand biting down as hard as I can. The shock of the pain must have startled the man, now that I can see his shape.
"Who are you and what do you want!" I say trying to sound tougher than I feel
"I... am a person, obviously. And I have orders to help you.. Jenna."
To be continued..
