Wednesday, May 14, 2008

MY STORYYYY-draft 1

It was not until i turn 16 that i decided to find my mother. I didn't know why i waited so long, maybe because there was a reason why we were meant to be apart. It was when i found the letter that arrived to me about a year late, that made me want to see her. it had a return address of some small town in Montana.

I ran down the streets of the city looking for somebody,anybody. i reached towards her shoulder and grasped it hard, shocking her , dropping her purse. i grabbed it with out even blinking or thinking, ran faster then ever towards an ally , where she couldn't find me. It was then that i saw the 100$ laying in her wallet , calling out to me, telling me that i have enough money now to take a train up to Montana.

I was walking down the streets of this small town not knowing where to go next. i looked up at the house numbers waiting until i reached 225. it wasnt until 30 minutes later that i reached the abandoned looking house. my feet were covered in dust,water driping down my forehead. i was nearvous, what would my mom think when she sees me, when she finds out im sick of doing too much drugs, when i tell her im homeless, that i steal? i was scared.

i rang the door bell, no answer. rang again, no answer. The next door neighbor started yelling at me to leave, theres no point of trying, that no one lived there any more. i started walking up her lown. i needed to know more, i didnt just travel a day to come to no one.

She invited me in for some tea, i accepted even though I'm not much of a tea drinker. Her name was Madison, and had buitiful strawberry blonde hair, i wondered if my mom looked like her aswell. We sat and talked for awhile until she felt confterble enough to tell me the truth, that she died. The truth hurt so bad, i didnt know how to react. i was shocked, i wanted to be upset , but it was hard, i only knew her for what, a 4th of my life? it was hard to sit there and be mortified and remember our memories together, but we didnt have any, or at least i didnt remember.

The door bell inturupted us, Madison excused herself and opened the door, standing on the other side was a boy about my age and an older man. She gave a kiss to each, and they all laughed with joy. She brought them over towards me , and introduced them " This is my son Jacob , and my husband John". This wasnt exactally what i wanted to hear at the moment , i was in a moment where i wanted my family , and not to see some other perfect one. i smiled and asked to use the bathroom , Madison pointed me in the direction upstairs.

As i was walking towards the stairs, i heard them whispering... mostly about me i guessed. the first door to my right up the stairs was their room, i could tell, the lace white window drapes, and bedding that look like it belonged to a grandma. i walked in trying to stop myself, trying to leave my past behind, but i couldnt , i stole something. it was a little white handkerchief that i could tell was old. i tend to take things that are nothing, but mean alot to that person. i dont know why, maybe because i want to get a feel about the person, see who they are.



NOTE: That was my introduction to my story , i know that i could write on forever but this is something i need alot of time to write , so instead of writing a million pages, for the rest of the story im going to outline it out in detail, what happens next, why, etc.

- Scene 1-3 = Everything above written [ 1- doorstep, neighbor calling in, 2-talk over tea, the truth, 3- introduction to family, stolen handkerchief]

-Scene 4= Goes back downstairs, the family offer to drive him to the train station so that he can make the next train. He tells them that he doesnt have enough money , that he thought he was coming here to live with his mother. They invite him to stay at the house, in the guest house until he finds a way to get money, job etc.

-Scene 5= Jacob sets up bed,etc in guest house for Chris (the boy). They end up talking about Chris's lifestyle vs. Jacobs, they realize how different they are. Jacob is easily amused by how Chris is such a "bad boy" and is jelous in a way . at the end of the night you can tell that they like eachother alot and enjoy eachothers company, become friends off the bat.

-Scene 6= Father takes Chris to the local diner to be a bus boy, make some cash for the train. He never worked in his life, always stole money, so big change for him. He starts right there on the spot. and everyone looks at him like hes some weird creature, he feels unconfortable and runs out.

-Scene 7= He runs out and starts walking and ends up on this open feild. He lays down and just stares at sky thinking. a couple hours later the father comes and finds him , telling him that he got a call from the diner saying that he left in a rush. They sit and talk , Chris doesnt know how John got his life story out of him but he does. Chris feels releaved because no one ever asked about his life, it was a good way to just pour out everything. John talks to Chris about staying for the whole summer that it might teach him lessons.

-Scene 8= At night hangs out with Jacob and all this friends, they all dont beleive he can do all this bad stuff, they walk down street and ask for him to break in to a car, he does it they are all facinated. they ask him to break in a house he says no. Jacob starts wanting the attention too , he starts to try and be bad, from being this perfect little boy.

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