My Shout Out to the girls who keep me wanting to update! sorry this one
took so long I wasn't at home for the past four days! Thankies to:
Kane: HI! Thank you so much! I'm glad you like it! lol the whole thing is is that the narrarator is her great grandma I had her say it in the first chapter so that everyone would know but I didn't want to say Great-Grandma everytime she talked to her because i just didn't think that is sounded to right. so anyhow lol to explain it she named her daughter after Timber and the her grand-daughter named her daughter after her. gah I hope I didn't comfuse you even more! it kind of explains it a little in this chapter!
Hope: LOL I know I wanted to make it one cause I haven't made one like that before! I hope you like this chapter!
Dakki: LOL! I love spot like a fat kid loves cake too! (haha good song lol) I hope you like this chapter too! *clapps for herself* I intrigued someone! thats a first!
Hope Dimonde: *jumps up and down* YAY I'm intriguing people this so rocks :P
Chapter 3
"Another miserable day
I didn't Sleep once agian."-NHOI
" It all started in 1890, I was only seven years old, Well wait a second I guess if you want to know where it all really started, it would have been a good two years before that when I was only five, That was the year that I met Jack.
"I'd been in the orphanage for as long as I can remember, which thinking back now couldn't of been to long since I was only five. I had just finished with my morning chores and was sitting on the stoop out side desperate for an escape when the wagon pulled up and out hoped a tall skinny old man with a mustache and walking cane, followed by a small boy.
"That was the moment that I caught my first glance of Cowboy. He was somewhat of a loner now if I recall right. I'm pretty sure that's why I started talking to him, He didn't talk to any one for the first few days when I waltzed up and introduced my self..."
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"Hey ya d'ere da names Nicole, Nicole McKinney" A little five year old with curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes stated holding out her hand.
"Da names Frank, or Francis Sullivan, but only when I get in ta trouble." The boy shook her hand.
"So why ya here?" Nicole Brushed a few wild strands of hair out of her face with the palm of her hand.
"Me fadder went to jail and dey aint got no where ta put me."
"What about ya mom?"
"She pasted on durning me birth, She rest with the angels now" Frank motioned his head to the sky. "What about you? huh? Why you stuck in dis joint?"
Nicole took a seat at the table and rested her head on her right hand "Your guess is about as good as mine." she said with out a second thought. "Ya see I don't memeber much. Only thing I know is that I'm sure I don't like it here."
"I'se only been here for three days, and I can tell you I don't blame you."
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" It was another two years before either of us left there, We talked about it all the time, but we just couldn't bring ourselves to do it. The orphanage was all I had ever known, and as odd as it may seem, even with the beatings and endless chores it was the first place Jack had felt safe in a long time."
"Grandma you call him Jack, but then you tell me that his name was Frank."
"That's all part of the story my dear. You see when I was seven and Jack was about eight we had finally done what we thought was impossible.we left. Jack would tell me about all the things on the out side of the only walls I had known for years, shops and restaurants and Medda's, o was I fond of Medda.
"It wasn't long before Jack got caught stealing food and was taken to the refuge, I was stunned and confused and didn't know what to do, I was a child who lost her brother and couldn't find the way on her own. I sat in front of the refuge that night on the steps and cried. I was hungry and scared.
"If it wasn't for Firefly and Pinch walking by when they did I would have died on those steps that night, I'm sure of it. At the time I think they were both about eight." I gave a slight sigh recalling the memory...
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Nicole hid her head in her hands while she cried as she moved her legs closer to her chest trying to block out the cold harsh wind the winter brought. She tried to hide her fear but it just grew inside of her with every second.
"Pinch! look over dear.." a short girl with brown hair pointed to Nicole. "She looks sad."
Pinch walked hesitantly over to the girl who sat on the refuge steps. "Are you alright?" she asked. "What happened do you need help?" The voice said before Nicole could see who was talking to her.
Nicole's crys continued to grow louder. "Please it's okay" a pleading whine came from Firefly. "You can come home with us, can't she Pinch?"
Pinch gave a worried look. "I don't know what Kloppman will say, but I guess we just can't leave 'er here. Come on lets go."
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"They tried to help me but all that came out were loud sobs that I couldn't surpress, they coxed me into coming with them, though I was reluctant to leave Jack I feared what would have happened had I been on my own for the whole night. It would be almost a complete year before I saw Jack again, But I never forgot, Every night he was gone I cried myself to sleep like the abandoned two year olds in the orphanage did when the lights where turned out."
The door bell rung and I nearly jumped out of my seat lost in another trance. I got up to answer it and smiled at my granddaughter. My own daughter, her mother had passed on a few years ago due to cancer, a pain that still resides in my chest when I think about it. The pain never goes way when you lose some one. It just seems to dull some with time.
"Hello dear" I greeted her. "We weren't expecting you until tonight" I moved aside to let her in the door.
"I got off early and thought, you know I don't see my grandma enough." She grinned and enveloped me in a great big hug.
"Mom!" My great-granddaughter exclaimed as she walked to the hall to see what was keeping me. "We don't have to go yet do we?" she asked, "Grandma's telling me a story."
"A story? It's been a long time since I heard a good story" she followed her daughter back in to the living room and I strolled along.
"Now where was I?"
Kane: HI! Thank you so much! I'm glad you like it! lol the whole thing is is that the narrarator is her great grandma I had her say it in the first chapter so that everyone would know but I didn't want to say Great-Grandma everytime she talked to her because i just didn't think that is sounded to right. so anyhow lol to explain it she named her daughter after Timber and the her grand-daughter named her daughter after her. gah I hope I didn't comfuse you even more! it kind of explains it a little in this chapter!
Hope: LOL I know I wanted to make it one cause I haven't made one like that before! I hope you like this chapter!
Dakki: LOL! I love spot like a fat kid loves cake too! (haha good song lol) I hope you like this chapter too! *clapps for herself* I intrigued someone! thats a first!
Hope Dimonde: *jumps up and down* YAY I'm intriguing people this so rocks :P
Chapter 3
"Another miserable day
I didn't Sleep once agian."-NHOI
" It all started in 1890, I was only seven years old, Well wait a second I guess if you want to know where it all really started, it would have been a good two years before that when I was only five, That was the year that I met Jack.
"I'd been in the orphanage for as long as I can remember, which thinking back now couldn't of been to long since I was only five. I had just finished with my morning chores and was sitting on the stoop out side desperate for an escape when the wagon pulled up and out hoped a tall skinny old man with a mustache and walking cane, followed by a small boy.
"That was the moment that I caught my first glance of Cowboy. He was somewhat of a loner now if I recall right. I'm pretty sure that's why I started talking to him, He didn't talk to any one for the first few days when I waltzed up and introduced my self..."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hey ya d'ere da names Nicole, Nicole McKinney" A little five year old with curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes stated holding out her hand.
"Da names Frank, or Francis Sullivan, but only when I get in ta trouble." The boy shook her hand.
"So why ya here?" Nicole Brushed a few wild strands of hair out of her face with the palm of her hand.
"Me fadder went to jail and dey aint got no where ta put me."
"What about ya mom?"
"She pasted on durning me birth, She rest with the angels now" Frank motioned his head to the sky. "What about you? huh? Why you stuck in dis joint?"
Nicole took a seat at the table and rested her head on her right hand "Your guess is about as good as mine." she said with out a second thought. "Ya see I don't memeber much. Only thing I know is that I'm sure I don't like it here."
"I'se only been here for three days, and I can tell you I don't blame you."
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" It was another two years before either of us left there, We talked about it all the time, but we just couldn't bring ourselves to do it. The orphanage was all I had ever known, and as odd as it may seem, even with the beatings and endless chores it was the first place Jack had felt safe in a long time."
"Grandma you call him Jack, but then you tell me that his name was Frank."
"That's all part of the story my dear. You see when I was seven and Jack was about eight we had finally done what we thought was impossible.we left. Jack would tell me about all the things on the out side of the only walls I had known for years, shops and restaurants and Medda's, o was I fond of Medda.
"It wasn't long before Jack got caught stealing food and was taken to the refuge, I was stunned and confused and didn't know what to do, I was a child who lost her brother and couldn't find the way on her own. I sat in front of the refuge that night on the steps and cried. I was hungry and scared.
"If it wasn't for Firefly and Pinch walking by when they did I would have died on those steps that night, I'm sure of it. At the time I think they were both about eight." I gave a slight sigh recalling the memory...
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Nicole hid her head in her hands while she cried as she moved her legs closer to her chest trying to block out the cold harsh wind the winter brought. She tried to hide her fear but it just grew inside of her with every second.
"Pinch! look over dear.." a short girl with brown hair pointed to Nicole. "She looks sad."
Pinch walked hesitantly over to the girl who sat on the refuge steps. "Are you alright?" she asked. "What happened do you need help?" The voice said before Nicole could see who was talking to her.
Nicole's crys continued to grow louder. "Please it's okay" a pleading whine came from Firefly. "You can come home with us, can't she Pinch?"
Pinch gave a worried look. "I don't know what Kloppman will say, but I guess we just can't leave 'er here. Come on lets go."
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"They tried to help me but all that came out were loud sobs that I couldn't surpress, they coxed me into coming with them, though I was reluctant to leave Jack I feared what would have happened had I been on my own for the whole night. It would be almost a complete year before I saw Jack again, But I never forgot, Every night he was gone I cried myself to sleep like the abandoned two year olds in the orphanage did when the lights where turned out."
The door bell rung and I nearly jumped out of my seat lost in another trance. I got up to answer it and smiled at my granddaughter. My own daughter, her mother had passed on a few years ago due to cancer, a pain that still resides in my chest when I think about it. The pain never goes way when you lose some one. It just seems to dull some with time.
"Hello dear" I greeted her. "We weren't expecting you until tonight" I moved aside to let her in the door.
"I got off early and thought, you know I don't see my grandma enough." She grinned and enveloped me in a great big hug.
"Mom!" My great-granddaughter exclaimed as she walked to the hall to see what was keeping me. "We don't have to go yet do we?" she asked, "Grandma's telling me a story."
"A story? It's been a long time since I heard a good story" she followed her daughter back in to the living room and I strolled along.
"Now where was I?"