Chapter One: The News

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Okay, I should probably start at the beginning.

My name is Jules Liorm. I am almost fifteen years old, and I live in the country. I've always loved it out there. So peaceful and relaxing. However, the school bus comes super early where I live! 6:40 am to be exact! Oh but how I loved it in the country. I love music more than life itself, and my favorite activity was rollerblading! I was an only child, but I had a lot of good friends. My best friend Livy likes to come to my house almost every day after school! My whole entire life was really really good, until that one night of October 8th, 2013. I had been at home, waiting for my mom and dad to come home from their date night. They had a date night every Friday. I looked at the wall clock and my jaw tightened. They said they would be home at 10:00. It was now almost midnight. I grabbed my phone and tried yet again to call my parents, but it went straight to voicemail. Just like it had for the past hour. I was beginning to get really worried. I tried to listen to some music to calm myself down, but there was a cold hard feeling in my stomach, and I just couldn't shake it. At midnight, I started to panic. I dialed Livy's number, but she wasn't home. I was on the verge of tears, when suddenly the phone started ringing. Not my cell phone though, the home phone. Mom and dad always call me on my cell phone because they know I always have it with me. With a shaking hand, I picked up the phone.

"H..hello?" I asked

"Jules Liorm?" said a deep unknown voice.

"Yes?" I replied

"I am Detective Johnson from the police station. I'm very sorry to tell you that your parents have recently been in a car accident, and died. My deepest regards."

I dropped the phone. His words hung in the air like nasty perfume. I didn't want his regards. I wanted my family! My brain refused to believe that they were really gone, but I knew in my heart I had to face the truth. I was broken. Done for. Wanted to crawl in a hole and never be seen again. I curled up on the couch and started crying harder than I ever had in my life. Not caring if the neighbors heard me. From the gut sobbing that made my stomach hurt. I didn't want to be seen. I just wanted everything to be okay. But nothing was. The police came several minutes later, to take me to the orphanage. I packed my things as quickly as possible. I didn't want to be trapped in this house anymore. Not with all these memories. I had to leave. I wanted to numb the pain that could not be numbed. I wanted to stop feeling something that I always felt after that day.

I got into that car, buried my head in my hands, and wished that this could all be over.

Hey guys! How do you like the story so far? Yeah, I know it was kind of short and really sad, but things will get better! Give me your comments below! Thanks you guys! 3