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This is my first FF and I will be trying to portrait some of my past in this story. I know the prologue isn't very long. I would love if you'd take the time to Rate and Review!
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Prologue
I looked around the table. Nobody said anything. There were no sounds besides the clinking of the cutlery against my mother's precious crockery. I sat opposite my younger sister Alice, and watched as my father slowly guided his fork loaded with steak to his mouth.
He looked really old right there. His usually bright eyes looked down with sadness. You could see that he has been crying. His blond hair was sticking up in any way imaginable just like mine.
When he looked up and caught me staring he put on a fake smile. I smiled back just to return the favour. I resumed eating. The steak was medium rare. I enjoyed the bloodiness on my tongue and swallowed greedily.
Before I could pinch up some peas, my mother's chair screeched backwards and she ran out. Leaving the door open behind her I could hear her sobbing in the kitchen. My gaze met my sisters. Her eyes were glassy as well. My dad cleared his throat and got up to dutifully comfort my mother.
Alice got up and left the room. She took the dog and went to her room.
So I sat there. Alone at the dark wood dinner table. I looked to my right. The raindrops hammering against the window. Slowly, they drifted down, meeting another. Merging. Running down the window together until they stopped. Then the drops stayed there. Resting. Waiting for the sun to soak them up.
I got up. I went to the window to watch the rain. They comforted me. I stared at them for minutes. Drifting, meeting, merging, resting.
I heard my mother's faint cries through the walls. My hand shot up ready to pull on my hair, but then realizing that it's gone.
Oh, yeah. I forgot about that.
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