Once when I was 6 years old I had climbed on top of one of the horses so that I could comb its mane better. This was before I really knew how to ride. Suddenly the horse jumped stable, and ran like mad, me clinging desperately to its back. I had been thrown off after about 5 yards. I hit the ground with jarring impact. Every bone in my body ached, and I felt like my arm was on fire. Luckily it wasn't broke.
After that, I was overly cautious of the creatures. Maybe that was why I, unlike my sister, began exploring rather then riding.
So, in the morning when I woke up I would load up my backpack with pencils, journals, my camera, some snack, rope, my pocket knife, and a few other things. Then I would spend a couple hours drifting through the cornfield, reading, writing, whatever. Then after a quick lunch near the river, I would walk to the forest. I never felt more alive then when I was sprinting through the forest, dodging roots and tree limbs. By the time I was 9 yeas old, I had crazy agility and reflexes.
Soon my parents hired a martial arts teacher to visit 3 hours each Tuesday night. Before I knew it, some of the most talented fighters in the world were secretly coming to teach and be taught with me. I say secretly, because my life would never be calm if people knew about my amazing skill.
Even as I grew old, I continued to greet the morning with Ti Chi in the fields. Now at age 17, I could kill a lion with my bare hands. Not that I would ever do such a thing. I liked animals, especially horses, though I would never get on one. In fact, had that horse never thrown me off, I probably never would have discovered my great natural talents.
Meanwhile, while I became an unbeatable kick ass martial artist, my sister Felix was also doing great things. She liked riding horses, but when she was 10 she decided that just wasn't her passion. My inspiration had been a horse, ironic right? Felix's change of heart came when she got very sick. For 5 weeks she had to stay in bed. When reading, watching movies and playing games on her I pod began to bore her, our parents bought her a journal.
She used this to draw in however. And one day I had asked her what I should wear for a dance they were holding at school. She drew up the most beautiful one I've ever seen. I asked mom and dad to hire a designer to make it, but Felix said after so net searching she could make it herself. She was right. The dress was soft, flattered my complexion, and showed my curves in all the right places. I looked drop dead gorgeous. In the end I caught what Felix had, and couldn't even go so we sold it in secret, under the name Falcon. Soon, 'Falcon', was one of the most desired top secret designers, who nothing is known about it. So yah, were not your average sisters.
So anyway, because of this, our parents decided to let us move to Japan to live with an old friend of hers and go to school at the prestigious Ouran High school.
So that is what we were doing today, standing in the cracked mud, as the first rays of violet sun cast across the tired sky. My mom had tears in her large creamy blue eyes. "Now remember my darlings. No one must know about you gifts. Your both science and math geniuses as well" she sniffled, "Be safe and happy. I love you so much".
With that she pulled us into a tight hug. "Let's go Felix, Kendra." said are dad with a teary smile. He took our hands and guided us to the beat up old truck He would drive us to the airport, and then we would take a plane to Japan.
"Eh mom, it will be jolly good to see you at Christmas." "See ya then, yah" I called in my British accent.
"Yes dear." She called back. And then her face disperses as Felix and I crawl into the beat up piece of junk that will begin our future.