Chapter 1:
All I see is the color white. When I look down to try to see my body for what seems like the hundreth time, all I see is the same color. Boring old white.
Then, I start to see another color far away. Then again, you can't really tell distances that well when you're constantly surrounded by one color all the time. The color, which turns out to be yellow, starts to get closer.
One moment I am surrounded in white and lonliness, the next I am surrounded by yellow and feel nothing but pain. But, thankfully, the pain soon subsides and I am surrounded by many different colors.
When I look up, I can see a long stretch of blue that never seems to end, white puffy things that now and then inturupt the blue, and the my right is a blinding mix of yellow and white that hurts my eyes to look at for very long.
The moment I see this blinding color, something comes up to protect my eyes from it. I follow the tan object the end at what looks like another tan object. I tried to follow that but found out soon that I couldn't move my head anymore in the direction.
"Yes my daughter, that hand, arm, and shoulder are yours as well as the rest of the body." I heard a female voice say. It sounded like the woman was smiling. I looked over to see who said that.
"Who said that?" I asked. Then I stopped as I heard my own voice for the first time.
"Look behind you my daughter" the voice said again.
I turned around to see a woman who looked beautiful. She was tall and had what looked like black silk hanging down from her head. What she was wearing was pretty too. She had on a white top that was sleeveless, a white skirt that cut at a 'v' near her waist and was wearing golden anklets.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"To others I am the Goddess of Mercy. To you, I am mother." Mother said.
"What did you mean when you said that the objects that seem connected to one another are mine? What are they exactly?" I asked mother.
"You see this?" she held up the object that protected my eyes from the blinding color mix.
"Yes?"
"It's called a hand. Almost all creatures that live use these things to either eat or do many other things." She explained. "And this long one that's connected to the hand? It's called an arm."
"What does it do mother?"
"I don't know exactly what it's meant for but it can be used for many things just like the hands."
"hands? You mean I have two of them?"I asked.
"Yes sweetheart. You have two of almost everything. Two eyes, two ears, two hands, two arms, two legs, and two shoulders."
I looked at her with a quetioning look.
"these," she patted what the arms were connected to, "are shoulders. These," she pulled at what I was listening through, "are ears. The things that you can see with are eyes. Now stand up." She said.
She pulled me up.
"Look down. Those two things that you're standing on are called legs. Now the things that you have of are your nose, your mouth, and most importantly, your heart. You have to be sure to take care of that one the most." Mother told me.
"Why mother?" I asked.
"Because my daughter, if your heart ever gets hurt, you'll die. You don't want that to happen now do you?"
"No mother! I don't want to ever die!" I nearly yelled.
"Good. Now, why don't we head over to your new home and get you some clothes? Might as well give you a name while we're at it. What would you like to be called?" mother asked as we started to walk towards a large building.
"You mean daughter's not my name?" I asked.
"No no child. What I mean when I call you that is that you are related to me." Mother said while laughing. I liked that sound. I decided right then and there that I would do anything to make mother laugh but at the same time make her proud of me.
"Oh. Well then, uh…"I tried but failed at thinking up of a name.
"How about Sabrina? It's cute yet it also sounds powerful."
"Yes mother. I like that name a lot. Sabrina." I said the name with a smile. Yes. I really do like that name.
"Sabrina it is!" she said as we then aproached a big door that led into her home and my life.