A/N: Thanks for choosing my story to read! I hope you wont be disapointed! Please review!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but a few origional characters and the plot...suxs to be me I know...
Chapter one: upside down
The night was dark and eerie as I lay there staring up at the sky that loomed above me. The sky was almost completely empty save for the few stars scattered across it. A gust of wind blew over me and sent chills thoughout my body. It blew a strand of long red hair into my face and I swept it away with an irritated hand.
It was chilly out and my black tank top and shorts did little to warm me. I momentarily wished that I had grabbed my sweater before heading out into the cool October night. But I had not been thinking about that at the time, and neither did I care.
I still don't. Not really. How could I care about my comfort, how could I be happy or comfortable when my parents are dead? And its my fault.
My mind went back to earlier that afternoon when the mail had arrived at dinner.
Its funny how life has a way of dropping you the hardest the moment you finally raise yourself back up. Just when you think that things are finally better.
Then BAM, just like that its over.
I had actually laughed for the first time that week. A real laugh that is. Not a strained, just trying to get everyone to leave you alone laugh. Ever since my former bestfriend, Ally, backstabbed me, stole my boyfriend, and left me for the more "popular" group...things have just been different.
But then Zoe and I became closer and closer, and I realized that she was a better friend to me in the short time we've been close than Ally was in three years. But its still hard. Losing someone who you were so close with for so long. I was still starting to feel better though...
Then I got the letter. And it changed everything. It was even worse then the whole Ally episode.
That single, crisp white sheet of paper held the most horrible thing I have ever had to read. The four words I would never want anyone eles to ever have to hear, were written somewhere in the middle of a bunch of fluffed up words. Condolences, false sympathy of someone who probably wrote the same words in every letter like it. No real feelings were involved, just empty words sketched onto a letter that would forever change my life.
The four words were " your parents have persished" and they turned my world upside down.
What would I do now? On the holidays I could hardly go home to an empty house. A place filled with memories of happier times. Times when my parents would sing me to sleep and bake me cookies. Even the less happy times were treasured memories now. I especially couldn't go home to a house with Petunia as my only company. She would put all of the blame on my I am sure. Tell me that if I weren't a freaky witch they would still be alive, my parents I mean. Maybe she would be right too. Maybe it is my fault.
A/N: Ok, I realize that this chapter is really short, but it is just kind of the prologe to the story. The next chapters are sure to be longer. I have already got chapter 2 written so if I get enough reviews and dont have to re write this one it should be up soon. Please read and review! It really makes my feel as though all of my hard work is appreciated. Thanks so much for reading! mwh!
Deceptive shadows