"Angry"
Prologue: "So Scream You"
There is hardly a day where nothing moves. She sat there on her roof for what seemed like forever. The wind was blowing the leaves wildly around making a whirlwind around her, and yet she did not notice. To her the world was still. She sat for hours in that position.
Eli's car pulled up into the driveway. He noticed his little sister Jessie sitting up on the roof, a little close to the edge for comfort.
"Jess, get down from there, there's going to be a storm!" Eli yelled up to her.
Jessie was broken out of her thoughts and nodded to her brother and climbed back into the window.
Jessie slipped inside and shut the window. The wind made the attic more drafty than usual. Jessie threw a sweatshirt over her tank top. How had she been sitting outside so long in that weather in a tank top?
Jessie flinched as she pulled the fitted shirt over her body. The sweater harshly rode against the fresh cuts on her arms.
She switched into a baggier sweater to one a little looser fitting, and trudged downstairs.
"Hey, I made spaghetti." Eli said.
"In what world do you think I would eat your cooking?" Jessie replied laughing at her brothers offer.
"Well the offer still stands. I made some for everybody but there is a ton left."
"I wonder why." Grace mumbled under her breath.
Eli rolled his eyes at the two girls, and grabbed his bowl and retreated to the garage.
"Where is my dad?" Jessie asked Grace
"He is at a doctors appointment with my mom." Grace said
Lily was 7 months pregnant at this point. Everyone had to walk on pins and needles when she was around; her hormones were out of control. It had been a tough pregnancy for her because of her age.
"This late?" Jessie asked grabbing an apple off of the counter.
"Well they went there and then to dinner." Grace said
"Alright, well just tell him when he comes in that I went in early." Jessie said running upstairs to her room.
She sat on her bed alone with the apple in front of her. She focused on it for minutes before she took the first bite. She could hardly stand the taste of it in her mouth as she chewed it up fast and swallowed it down. She, in disgust with herself, sat the rest of the apple next to her bed and laid down.
Jessie curled up in a ball with her "Mr. Sniffles", the stuffed bunny that her father had given her when she came home from the hospital after having her tonsils taken out when she was five. Jessie had not slept a wink ever without that bunny in her arms.
And so it went Jessie Sammler laid in her bed alone, hating the fact that she knew the sun would rise tomorrow and she would have to suffer through another day.
Prologue: "So Scream You"
There is hardly a day where nothing moves. She sat there on her roof for what seemed like forever. The wind was blowing the leaves wildly around making a whirlwind around her, and yet she did not notice. To her the world was still. She sat for hours in that position.
Eli's car pulled up into the driveway. He noticed his little sister Jessie sitting up on the roof, a little close to the edge for comfort.
"Jess, get down from there, there's going to be a storm!" Eli yelled up to her.
Jessie was broken out of her thoughts and nodded to her brother and climbed back into the window.
Jessie slipped inside and shut the window. The wind made the attic more drafty than usual. Jessie threw a sweatshirt over her tank top. How had she been sitting outside so long in that weather in a tank top?
Jessie flinched as she pulled the fitted shirt over her body. The sweater harshly rode against the fresh cuts on her arms.
She switched into a baggier sweater to one a little looser fitting, and trudged downstairs.
"Hey, I made spaghetti." Eli said.
"In what world do you think I would eat your cooking?" Jessie replied laughing at her brothers offer.
"Well the offer still stands. I made some for everybody but there is a ton left."
"I wonder why." Grace mumbled under her breath.
Eli rolled his eyes at the two girls, and grabbed his bowl and retreated to the garage.
"Where is my dad?" Jessie asked Grace
"He is at a doctors appointment with my mom." Grace said
Lily was 7 months pregnant at this point. Everyone had to walk on pins and needles when she was around; her hormones were out of control. It had been a tough pregnancy for her because of her age.
"This late?" Jessie asked grabbing an apple off of the counter.
"Well they went there and then to dinner." Grace said
"Alright, well just tell him when he comes in that I went in early." Jessie said running upstairs to her room.
She sat on her bed alone with the apple in front of her. She focused on it for minutes before she took the first bite. She could hardly stand the taste of it in her mouth as she chewed it up fast and swallowed it down. She, in disgust with herself, sat the rest of the apple next to her bed and laid down.
Jessie curled up in a ball with her "Mr. Sniffles", the stuffed bunny that her father had given her when she came home from the hospital after having her tonsils taken out when she was five. Jessie had not slept a wink ever without that bunny in her arms.
And so it went Jessie Sammler laid in her bed alone, hating the fact that she knew the sun would rise tomorrow and she would have to suffer through another day.