The Return
CPOV
Rain crashed down waiting for the impact from sidewalks and gravel roads. My tears wouldn't stop falling down my just like the rain wouldn't stop as well. Warmth left my body as though it was never there. The car starts to drive off into the pitch dark of night. This was too familiar to that night.
"NO! Don't go! You'll die in the rain! Please don't leave me!" my voice screeching in the cold air.
Arms pull me back, holding me so tight so that I don't run. They weren't strong enough. I run after the car screaming and plead form them not to leave. With the sidewalk cracked I trip, ending my chase. I tried to brace myself for impact, ending up banging my head against the ground and scraping my arms and legs. All I could do was scream as I started losing consciousness.
-End-
I sit straight up out of bed, sweat dripping down my body while I try to regain my breath. It's been a while since I've had that dream. I turn to look at my alarm clock realizing that it 5am. I walk over to my dresser putting on my clothes. I've jogged every morning since I was twelve, can't have a body like this from just laying around. I put on my favorite black basketball shorts that I've had for years, I'm short so get over it, and my blue sports bra. At least that grew area over the years. I go the bathroom to brush my teeth and try to tame my wild, red curls. I grab my IPhone, headphones, and keys and head out the door.
I always liked the Fall, the colors were my favorite part. I could just spend hours upon hours staring at them. They just always seemed calm and romantic to me. I look at the time, 5:45; I jog my way home so I can get ready for the new school year.
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I jump out of the shower and put on jeans, a t-shirt and my favorite hoodie. I dry my hair and throw it up into a ponytail. After I'm done in my room I head downstairs to eat. I see my mom sitting at her usual spot drinking her coffee like she does every morning.
Anyone can tell were related, she looks like the older version of me, but she looks more beautiful and graceful. She hard perfectly tamed, dark red curls with bright emerald green eyes. She had less freckles on her face then me and she had the a little bit more curves then me. I have always been a little jealous, but what can you do right?
"Hey mom" I say as I grab an apple from the table.
"Morning, Clary. Are you ready for the new school year?" Her voice sounded really tired even though she tried to hide it. "As ready as I'll ever be," I wave to her as I shut the door behind me. I really hope this year will go by easy.
Hey guys hope you like my story. There will be at least 2 more chapters. If the reviews aren't that great I will probably won't continue. Fingers crossed.
All characters are Casandra Clare's. The plot is mine.