The set up in Fyrens
Chapter 1, Wishing for Tomorrow.
As I sit here on the beach writing, really I am only wishing for tomorrow. For tomorrow will be the day when I will move out, out of life in boring, old, cramped life. Out of Sten.
Sten is where I was born 15 years and 364 days ago today. Kolin Sparks (Me) was the first baby born in Sten in over 50 years. Sten is where Grew up and grew tired of Sten. There was never anything going on, it was to small town for my liking.
Now I didn't always hate Sten, in fact I use to intend on spending most of my life here. When I was 5 I started doing odd jobs around town for people, I never got much but they always gave me some bells. I was insistent on getting a fishing pole but my mom, Agent S. (S stood for Sparks) and dad Qwert Smith was insistent on making me buy it my-self. And I did after 4 months of doing odd jobs, and I told my-self the day I got it that I would stay in Sten forever.
I guess I lied.
About 2 years ago, my family's house caught on fire. A candle got knocked over in our cabin room and set the whole room a blaze. No one died, and we only had miner injuries (My wrist was broken and my dad broke his leg). The worst part of it all was though that our house was completely destroyed. Our insurance ended up being a scam and we got next to nothing and we had very little in our bank accounts.
Luckily we were a well liked family around the town, and through donations we were able to rent a un-occupied house. Then only down side was it was tiny, there was hardly enough room to fit 3 beds and fridge and a lamp. So I like to spend my time outside, Catching bugs and fish and Finding Fossils on occasion. But my favoret thing to do is to sit here on the beach and write, and wish for tomorrow.