Ib: alone with you
This is the first my story and review(because creative review giving ideas for the plot of the story can help me not having writer's blocks)
(Ib's POV)
Today is my 19th birthday and mom and dad promised me that we will go to the gallery ….The same gallery that I visited ten years ago and I still do because it is my job. I work as a guide and I have the night shift in the security of the gallery. Being alone there is kinda creepy but I like it because I have the forgotten portrait, which is a portrait of an unnamed man with light purple hair with a few darker streaks and he is surrounded with blue roses. In every single one of my night shifts I stand next to this portrait and talk to it about my school life, something really sad because I was bullied in high school, and sometimes I sing to it because I am pretty sure that even if he seems like sleeping and I don't know his name I'm sure he is listening and he seems so familiar to me but I can't remember.
-Ib come on I don't think you want to lose your visit to the gallery
-I'm coming mum
(Garry's POV)
I missed her so much. It's only been two days from the last time I saw her but I miss her. I can hear her sing to me and talk to me about her school life and it hurts me so much to think that my Ib was bullied. She is just so sweet and I would like to kill anyone who would hurt her…... Oh here she comes.
(Ib's POV)
We arrived in the gallery and I headed to the forgotten portait. Even if I don't know the depicted person I want to see him because he is the only one who can make me smi… I was a bit shocked because I was seeing another girl looking at the forgotten portrait, I didn't know her but she seemed so familiar. Her blonde long hair, her blue eyes and that green dress. I went slowly towards her….
-hello red eyed girl what's your name? She asked with her big blue eyes examining me
-I'm Ib and who are you?
-I'm Mary. Nice to meet you Ib. Do you like this portrait?
-Actually yes a lot. I think the depicted man is very good looking and somehow familiar, you know what I mean?
-Yes I do, said Mary who was all of a sudden very upset.
-Well I could say that you look familiar too
-Uhm...eh… really?...well… I have to go, nice to meet you Ib
-Nice to meet you too
What happened to Mary she was acting very weird….
(Garry's POV)
What was that? Did I saw Mary talking to Ib? Well this is just making things easier I'll get Mary and Ib here and I will go away with Ib so that Mary, who brought me here in the first place, will be trapped here. Oh I will see Ib again and we will be together. Now that she is older…. So let's get this started.
(Ib's POV)
While I was looking at the forgotten portrait man the lights went out and I started worrying. After a few seconds light came back but I was terrified from what I saw…There was no one in the gallery. No that can't be happening…Suddenly I heard a voice saying "Come Ib come to me"
So this was the 1st chapter. If you liked my story be sure to follow and favorite it and me as an author. I will update as soon as possible. Be sure to review and let me know If you liked are many more chapters about to be written :)
