This is my first story ever! and my besty Zephyr169 helped me with it (i would suggest her storys thur great!)
Chapter 1:
I woke up and stretched and opened my eyes very slowly.
Lights are on, good
I go into the bathroom and look into my eyes,
I hate them there a curse! When I look into people's eyes, I can see their future and how they're going to die and once I see their future there bound to die that way and I can't change what I'm seeing. Most people would want dark purple eyes and don't get me wrong it's an amazing color. . . Just not to me and over the years my eyes have gotten worse. This is the reason I wear a blindfold all the time when I leave my house. You see as a child my mom used to tell me all about this boy who was known as a shinigami and has blood red eyes and can see when people are about to die and there full name in red above their heads he's known as Beyond Birthday, I want to meet him so I'm not alone in this world. My parents died when I was little and I'm an only child, my mom died in a car wreck and my dad never came home from the air force that day at the airport so I kind of assume he's dead, and sometimes I'm glad I'm an only child cause I would want to see my siblings death and bound them to die that way. . That's just horrible but then again sometimes I wish I did so I wouldn't be alone in this house.
I brush my teeth and rinse my mouth and look into the mirror one last time,
It angers me that I can't see my own death, not that I'd want to but it kind of annoys me.
I clench my fists and see my eyes change from purple to a dark red and I slam my fist into the mirror shattering it and watching the pieces fall into my sink like shards of a past I would never see. I just smile and turn around.
Much better
I grab my bag off my bed and grab some bandages out of my drawer. Wrapping it around my bloody hand I head downstairs and look around my empty house and go to the kitchen to eat breakfast. Buttering a piece of toast I walk around the house going through my mental checklist for school. After breakfast I look at the clock and see that its 6:05. I stand up and head out the door and head to my bus stop. Half way to my bus stop, I'm staring down at my feet, watching them move back and forth, when my eyes go wide and I look up at the tree lined street worried someone would see me, or worse I would see someone. Dropping my bag I sprint back to my house, arriving out of breath I force myself to continue strong. I open the door and run up stairs and grab my blindfold off my nightstand then turn and realize I have to run back to make it in time for the bus.
"Ugh" I run back downstairs and out of the house, closing the door behind me. I race back to the place where I dropped my bag, but it was not there. I roll my eyes and fast walk to my bus stop putting my blind fold on when I get to the bench for the bus stop and sit down. I wait there for Juniper my best friend. After few minutes pass, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I jump a little, having not heard him come up behind me for I was lost in my thoughts, then stand up and stare in his general direction, as if I can see him.
"Morning ES!" He greets me warmly but with a nervous under tone.
"Morning Juniper!" He gives me a hug and hands me my bag when we break apart.
"I think you dropped this." I smile and put my bag over my shoulder.
"Yeah, thanks Juniper" I hear him sigh.
"What's wrong?"
"Can you do me a favor" he asks a little worried, the nervousness in his voice multiplied tenfold.
"Depends on what it is" I rub my arm half-knowing his question.
He reaches up and puts his hands on my blind fold; I also reach up and put my arms around it, keeping it firmly on my head. We had gone through this many times before.
"Could you take this off and look at me once. . . Just once! I think I'm different than the others, give me a chance" I sigh and look down...
(To Be Continued!)
Chapter 2 will be up sooner or later. All reveiws will be read and are apprieciated :)
