Chapter 3: It has begun...
Mora was awaken the next day by her cat, Varjak, licking her nose affectionately. She opened her eyes and lifted her arms in front of her face. She'd slept on her arms again and the bracelets left so many indents on her arms that they hid the scars from the cuts she'd given herself the week before. Varjak nestled her arms and his warmth made her smile. The smile quickly vanished, however, when she realized it was the first day of school. She turned over on her stomach and looked at the clock on her bed stand.
"HOLY!...WOAH...11o'clock! WHAT THE?!"
She sprang out of bed immediately and shot out of her pajama pants, she grabbed a sweater and pulled it on over her gray beater. She rolled over to the other side of the bed and grabbed a wrinkled pair of dark blue jeans. She was trying to pull them on when she heard a knock at the door.
"Mora, are you awake?" Gio called, as he slowly opened the door. As if on cue, Mora fell right over.
"Yeah." she groaned.
Gio sighed, he didn't know exactly how to tell her what was going on, "Mora, listen, school was cancelled. You can go back to bed."
Mora sprang up onto her feet, her eyes huge, and her face flushed, "Cancelled? Are you serious? For what? What happened? Did someone die? Did it blow up? What?"
Gio sat down on her bed and patted the space next to him, "Sit down, we need to talk,"
Mora looked at her brother with a puzzled look on her face. She put on her pants and sat down. She looked at him intently as she pulled her dark brown braids into a ponytail.
"Mora, the virus, it spread like wild fire, over night. They're saying that we may not have more than a week before..." he stopped, his eyes were red, and couldn't go on.
Mora sat in silence, her eyes filling with tears. She got up and ran out of the room, "MOM! MOM!!..MOM where are you?" she ran into her parents bedroom. She stopped short at the doorway. What she saw made her want to throw up. Her mother was laying there, her hair was gray and her once perfectly brown, supple skin, was now wrinkled, and had taken on a grayish tint. Mora legs went weak, and she started to shake.
"Mom, I..."
"No, Mora, come here, just be with me, darling,"
Mora walked slowly to her parent's bed and crawled in, and almost immediately started to cry uncontrollably.
Mora was awaken the next day by her cat, Varjak, licking her nose affectionately. She opened her eyes and lifted her arms in front of her face. She'd slept on her arms again and the bracelets left so many indents on her arms that they hid the scars from the cuts she'd given herself the week before. Varjak nestled her arms and his warmth made her smile. The smile quickly vanished, however, when she realized it was the first day of school. She turned over on her stomach and looked at the clock on her bed stand.
"HOLY!...WOAH...11o'clock! WHAT THE?!"
She sprang out of bed immediately and shot out of her pajama pants, she grabbed a sweater and pulled it on over her gray beater. She rolled over to the other side of the bed and grabbed a wrinkled pair of dark blue jeans. She was trying to pull them on when she heard a knock at the door.
"Mora, are you awake?" Gio called, as he slowly opened the door. As if on cue, Mora fell right over.
"Yeah." she groaned.
Gio sighed, he didn't know exactly how to tell her what was going on, "Mora, listen, school was cancelled. You can go back to bed."
Mora sprang up onto her feet, her eyes huge, and her face flushed, "Cancelled? Are you serious? For what? What happened? Did someone die? Did it blow up? What?"
Gio sat down on her bed and patted the space next to him, "Sit down, we need to talk,"
Mora looked at her brother with a puzzled look on her face. She put on her pants and sat down. She looked at him intently as she pulled her dark brown braids into a ponytail.
"Mora, the virus, it spread like wild fire, over night. They're saying that we may not have more than a week before..." he stopped, his eyes were red, and couldn't go on.
Mora sat in silence, her eyes filling with tears. She got up and ran out of the room, "MOM! MOM!!..MOM where are you?" she ran into her parents bedroom. She stopped short at the doorway. What she saw made her want to throw up. Her mother was laying there, her hair was gray and her once perfectly brown, supple skin, was now wrinkled, and had taken on a grayish tint. Mora legs went weak, and she started to shake.
"Mom, I..."
"No, Mora, come here, just be with me, darling,"
Mora walked slowly to her parent's bed and crawled in, and almost immediately started to cry uncontrollably.