Chapter One – Unwanted Memories
A small 6-year-old girl was sitting on an ornate red and black couch; the colors of the couch contrasted with her pale white skin. Her cordovan brown eyes wide, tears like crystals stinging the sides. She was fixated on the television screen, which read in large black print:
SARA NIGHT AND JOHN NIGHT KILLED INSTANTLY AT A HEAD ON CAR CRASH.
DRUNK DRIVER STRUCK THEM HEAD ON WHEN HEADING HOME, ALL THREE WERE KILLED INSTANTANIOUSLY. THEIR ONLY CHILD, ANGEL NIGHT, IS SAID TO BE MISSING FROM THE SCENE. AUTHORITIES BELIEVE THAT SHE IS AT HOME.
Angel buried her face in her hands, her long raven black hair covering her face like a thick curtain, but it did nothing to muffle her cries for her parents.
Angel shot up from her bed, sweat sticking to her forehead making her now wavy raven hair stick to her face, almost like a demonic halo. She sighed, lying back down onto the bed, curling into a ball. This was the fifth time this week that the memory of that night had come back to haunt her; and although she missed her parents dearly, she just wanted it to stop.
Angel closed her eyes and prayed to whatever cruel god there was that there would be no more of the cruel dreams of her parent's death, or no more cruel memories, taunting her. She just wanted the pain to end. . .
And, unknowingly to her, that wish was about to be granted. And hopefully, for the first time in 10 years, she would smile.
