Purple Sky
By Angelic Elf Disclaimer: I own Blythe, Thea, mum and dad. ************************************************************************ Chapter 1: I hear you calling.
As I rolled my eyes on another lecture from my parents, turning my back on them, I realised, there must be more to life. Sure, it had its perks at times, but it always seemed to have a downside.
I walked away, not wanting to be the starter of the war as it always seemed to be.
"Get back here! How dare you turn your back on us!" My mother barked. I turned back and as she continued, I dreamt I was elsewhere.
I was on a ship, sailing far away, with the waves rolling like white foam beneath me. The white clouds drifted across the blue sky. The salt in the wind brushed my face, louring me to the depths of the ocean. The gulls sang their merry song, inviting their kindred to join them. Oh, what a place to be!
"Did you hear me? I cannot believe you lately. What has gotten into you Blythe? Just go to your room. and don't bother coming out." My father said.
I left for my bedroom down the hallway. As I lingered in the doorway, I heard my parents say: "Why can't she be more like Thea? Make something of herself, and aim high?" mum said. "She is still a child. Do not expect so much. She will wake up when she is ready." Dad said sympathetically.
I am no child! To get the record straight, I am 17 years old! So I look a lot younger, but that is the truth. Why can't they accept that I am nothing like my sister Thea? She is smart, pretty, witty, fair, smart, focused, graceful, and oh, did I mention smart? She had blonde hair, and I brown. Salt and pepper we were called. She was Totally the opposite of myself. I really suited my name. Blythe. Free spirited. I would never be grounded. I wanted more than books and money in life.
I walked into my room, turned down my bed and jumped in. Surely my dreams could save me. If not, who could? I settled myself into a deep slumber, dreaming once again of a far off land, where I am respected and loved for who I am.
************************************************************************ I hope you enjoyed the first instalment of Purple sky. Its really a story I spawned in my head one day. I hope this won't turn out to be a mary sue. If it does, you get that. But no ass kicking pansy will save my heroines. Take my word for it. Plz reply. Flammers will be disposed of. If you didn't like it, then don't bother reading it again. The story is still building up. Thanks.
By Angelic Elf Disclaimer: I own Blythe, Thea, mum and dad. ************************************************************************ Chapter 1: I hear you calling.
As I rolled my eyes on another lecture from my parents, turning my back on them, I realised, there must be more to life. Sure, it had its perks at times, but it always seemed to have a downside.
I walked away, not wanting to be the starter of the war as it always seemed to be.
"Get back here! How dare you turn your back on us!" My mother barked. I turned back and as she continued, I dreamt I was elsewhere.
I was on a ship, sailing far away, with the waves rolling like white foam beneath me. The white clouds drifted across the blue sky. The salt in the wind brushed my face, louring me to the depths of the ocean. The gulls sang their merry song, inviting their kindred to join them. Oh, what a place to be!
"Did you hear me? I cannot believe you lately. What has gotten into you Blythe? Just go to your room. and don't bother coming out." My father said.
I left for my bedroom down the hallway. As I lingered in the doorway, I heard my parents say: "Why can't she be more like Thea? Make something of herself, and aim high?" mum said. "She is still a child. Do not expect so much. She will wake up when she is ready." Dad said sympathetically.
I am no child! To get the record straight, I am 17 years old! So I look a lot younger, but that is the truth. Why can't they accept that I am nothing like my sister Thea? She is smart, pretty, witty, fair, smart, focused, graceful, and oh, did I mention smart? She had blonde hair, and I brown. Salt and pepper we were called. She was Totally the opposite of myself. I really suited my name. Blythe. Free spirited. I would never be grounded. I wanted more than books and money in life.
I walked into my room, turned down my bed and jumped in. Surely my dreams could save me. If not, who could? I settled myself into a deep slumber, dreaming once again of a far off land, where I am respected and loved for who I am.
************************************************************************ I hope you enjoyed the first instalment of Purple sky. Its really a story I spawned in my head one day. I hope this won't turn out to be a mary sue. If it does, you get that. But no ass kicking pansy will save my heroines. Take my word for it. Plz reply. Flammers will be disposed of. If you didn't like it, then don't bother reading it again. The story is still building up. Thanks.