Hi there! Before letting you read this chapter(if anyone is reading) I just wanted to tell you a little bit about why I'm writing this story. First of all, I love the Phantom of the Opera, I think it's an amazing story. So I decided I wanted to try and write a different story inspired by the characters. I want to be a writer so I wanted to try and create something to see if I can actually be good at it. I don't really know where this story is going or if anyone will like it but I'm going to do my best to create something good so I really hope the people that read this story like it :)
CHAPTER 1
SECRET PHANTOM
It was really cold outside. Summer had come and gone and now Winter was taking making its way. Fall was always such a beautiful time of year and I would've been paying more attention to how beautiful my surroundings were if it wasn't for the fact I was completely lost. I was supposed to meet with my friend Meg at a coffee shop. I tried finding my way there but after a whole hour I knew I wasn't going to.
As I kept walking while trying one last time to figure out what I'd done wrong I saw an abandoned building. And then I realized it was an opera house. I grew confused. I didn't know there had been an opera house around these parts but then again I had never been here before. This was my first time in Europe. My father had passed away when I was ten and his friend, Madame Giry, had taken me in. She had thought it was a good idea for me to come here and finally familiarize myself with my roots. She said it'd be nice to make a new start somewhere else and so far I was agreeing with her. Everything was so new here. Paris was beautiful.
And this Opera house had me even more fascinated with this place. Opera had been one of my passions since I was a child. My father had taught me how to sing and since then opera had been my one comfort. I looked around and saw no one. This place was really abandoned. I walked up the steps and knocked on the door.
Christine, why would you knock? It's abandoned, remember? I told myself.
I looked around one more time to see if there was anyone around and when I saw no one I tried to open the door but it didn't open which was kind of expected. Disappointed I started walking away but then I remembered how I had a hair pin in my purse. I dug through my stuff and finally found it. When I was a child I used to always be curious about what was behind a locked door and I'd mastered the skill of breaking in. I tried for a few seconds before I was finally able to unlock the door. I smiled to myself and pushed the door.
It was really dark inside but there was a ray of light coming in through the blocked window making me able to see what was in the room. Everything seemed really dusty. I took a few steps and took in my surroundings. Even though everything seemed so dark it was somehow beautiful. I had never seen an opera before and even though this place was abandoned it didn't stop being fascinating. I walked around the room and saw so many things laying around. Paints, mirrors, broken glass. I wondered how long this place had been like this. I sighed. It was such a shame a place like this was abandoned. I turned around and decided to get on my way. I had to find that coffee shop somehow. But before I could make my way through the door I heard a voice and when I turned around and gasped at what I saw everything went dark.
