Posts by bswanson71

Brisk turned up the radio so played Queen ("Somebody to Love" singer) louder.

(I love Les Miserables!!!)

I felt myself falling back asleep but forced myself awake. My stomach was sore but why?

"Hack!" I coughed as I shook choking on my own saliva. I was regaining myself and was able to squint but couldn't make anything out.

I scrambled out and tripped making myself tuck and roll on the grass.

...

"Yeah that would be great."

Brisk and I headed to her room. It was pale and dull, nothing elaborate. I jumped on her bed and made it creak.

"Ahh! What a cute little baby doll!" I joked and squeezed the doll close to my body like a toddler and giggled.

"Oh sorry. Ha hey! Who's this!" I said looking at a picture of her when she was in kindergarten.

"Really? I thought it was me! No duh it's you. You know I've never been to your room before?"

"All dads are scary yours is just, intensified. But I mean even my Pa has his moments. He's slapped me once or twice. Sorry, I'm not making it better. I'm weird in these sort of situations."

"I better be."

"I think that's him." I blurted out, losing my smile.

She left and I stayed. Why was afraid to go down there? I wasn't frightened my her father, I was frightened of what might result.

(Oh yeah and pretty much everybody dies but it's a good musical/movie haha)

I soon was able to open my eyes all the way. I wasn't able to move my head, I could only catch sight of the ceiling. Was the roof made of, ice? I have to be dreaming.

"Think." I accomplished muttering. What happened before this?

I soon have the power to move a finger, then my arm. A toe and then my foot, until I'm finally sitting up. I sway back in forth as I get ready to black out again. My stomach flips upside down and I feel as if I will projectile vomit. I don't consider that standing up will make it worse but I try anyway. I lean against the ice wall and hold myself steady. I try to walk and soon I feel the food in my stomach rise up and I puke.

DAD- "Fine." I replied sternly.

"Who's car is out front?"

I felt someone put a hand on me and turn around. It was a young girl about sixteen. She had snowy thick hair with a flowing milky dress. Her eyes were pale yet colorful and her nose was the size of a newborn. I wipe the vomit with my hand that was still on my lips.

"Where am I?"

"Why would the neighbor be in our driveway? Which neighbor?"

"The what?!"

I feel someone and look over to find a young girl. She had thick snowy hair with a button for a nose. She had on a flowing dress and had pale eyes yet very colorful. I wiped the puke with my hand that was still on my lips.

"Who are you?"

I heard the thud from upstairs and screamed, "I told you no friends!"

I ran up the steps towards Brisk's room.