Twilight in 1918.
Chapter 1: One day it'll all make sense.
June 20th 1918. Today is the day. This is no ordinary day I thought to myself. Well I guess no day is 'ordinary' even though things may feel the same to you or me life as we know it has changed. Stop and think about it. Somewhere on this extraordinary planet that we call Earth (and this second) a life is being born or even taken away. Discoveries are being told, mysteries are being discovered, and questions are being asked . . .
Some say that I'm a dreamer because I talk about this often, but I just consider myself a believer. Do I know if there's a God or higher power? No, no one really does. I'm just hoping one day it'll all make sense.
"Edward". I heard my mother say breaking me out of one of my typical daydreams. I smiled trying to be polite even though I don't like being disturbed, "Hello mother isn't it a beautiful day?" I asked trying to make small talk.
My mom has always been (if not) my best friend. I've always enjoyed looking into her mind. She always has something to say and it's usually interesting. I think originality is hard to find these days but I can always count on my mom for it.
I've been sitting under the large Spanish moss tree located in our front yard just thinking. "Son, is there anything in particular you feel like doing today? Your birthday only comes once a year so you should make the best of it. You'll only be 17 once you know". She said with a small smile on her face.
People say we look alike but I find her green eyes to be more shocking and electric. "I understand. Please forgive me mother but I tell you this every year. Birthdays are nothing special. Not unless you count being another year closer to the unknown (death) special" I ranted. "Oh, son there you go again! You and your on going thoughts about death. Why do you think about things like this all the time? Especially since no one really knows the answers. It can't be healthy". She said.
"Just like any human in the world I seek the truth and knowledge" I defended myself confidently. "Well I think you should focus on living Edward. Now, I don't know the meaning of life but I think it's all about living, learning, and loving." "And surviving" I interrupted. "And surviving". She agreed. "You have the learning situation under control. You've always taken your grades seriously, but you rarely come out of your shell. You need to be free. Free to enjoy what the world has to offer and very specifically go out and love someone!" She said as a suggestion.
"Love" I spat sarcastically. "Love really is nature's way of tricking you into reproducing. It's just your minds instincts playing tricks on you. Only fools fall in love". The last part was supposed to be a joke but it sort of wasn't. She just rolled her eyes at me, "Love is not some kind of joke or mystery. It's everything you could ask for. You'll get it one day. It will be an unstoppable force for you Edward. You're too much of a good man to be alone". My mom.
"Sure." Was all I said in return.