Chapter 21
Angel's Story
"I've never ridden on a train before," Fred said nervously as they stood at the train station hearing people shout and scramble to where they needed to be.
"It's just like a riding on a bus Fred. Only a lot more private," Faith said.
"They have little rooms where you stay during the whole trip," Angel said.
"Will we be able to all stay together?" Fred asked gripping Cordelia's hand.
"Yes. They'll give us a big room," Cordelia assured her.
"ALL ABOARD!" someone called out for their train.
"That's us. Come on gang," Angel led the way and handed the man their tickets. They found a moderate sized room in the middle they filed into.
"Roomy," Faith commented sitting at the window and watching the rain fall to the ground.
"Next stop, Chattanooga!" they heard someone call. A few minutes later the train started moving.
"What should we do now? We have no TV, no reading material, not even enough room to wrestle," Faith commented.
"We don't need any of that. We used to do this at summer camp in the 4th grade. You go around in a circle and we all tell stories of our past according to a word the group thinks up of," Fred said.
"Huh?" Xander asked. "You know I never read the instructions."
"Alright, I'm thinking of the word misery. Now all of you have to retell the first story that comes to mind that relates to misery," Fred explained turning to Angel. "You first." Everyone got close and waited to hear Angel's story.
Angel's Story
Angel--10
Faith--7
Willow--5
"Mommy! Angel's being mean again!" Willow cried rushing into the kitchen where mom was standing at the stove. I was quick to argue.
"I am not being mean!" I cried yanking Willow aside.
"See Mommy! See? He hates me!" she shrieked bursting into tears.
"Angel! Knock it off would you?" Mom asked picking Willow up and drying her tears.
"Mom! I'm going down to the creek!" Faith cried from the front door.
"Oh no your not missy. Did you finish all of your chores?" Mom asked her.
"Yes Mom," Faith sighed. "I fed the horses, cleaned my room, and took Mimi for her walk. Now will you please let me go?" she begged.
"You take Willow with you and be back no later then 6," Mom said putting Willow on the floor and going back into the kitchen to finish her blueberry pie. Faith rolled her eyes at me and took Willow's hand.
"Come on Angel. You might as well come too," she said opening the front door. I shrugged and followed her. It was cold outside with thick black clouds up in the sky. Our ranch was really big. We had horses, ducks, pigs, goats, just about everything. Just past our border lining fence there was the woods. Running through the woods was a creek we would swim in during the summer and throw rocks in during the winter.
"Race you!" Faith cried letting Willow's hand go and taking off over the fence. I ran after her.
"Angel! Faith! Wait for me!" I could hear Willow cry from behind us. I felt the cold wind pound in my ears as I reached out and tried to slow Faith down. In a matter of seconds crunching from dead leaves could be heard under our feet. We were in the woods, the place I loved spending my time. Soon we reached the log that crossed the creek, but Faith just ran over it and kept going. I followed her and finally I jumped out and tackled her. She giggled as we rolled a few feet. We lay down on our backs in a pile of leaves and panted, trying to catch our breath.
"I beat you," Faith bragged.
"Only because you got a head start," I panted.
"Where's Willow?" Faith asked getting to her knees. I shrugged.
"Shoot. Mom's going to kill me if I loose her," she said pulling me to my feet. "Come on. We have to find her." We started heading back in the direction of the creek.
"Willow!" we cried out.
"WILLOW! Where are you?" Faith cupped her hands around her mouth and yelled. Faith reached the creek before I did. She stopped dead in her tracks and let out a scream.
"Faith! What is it?" I asked getting to her. I saw what she saw. Willow was floating face first on top of the water.
"Willow!" I screamed jumping down into the water.
"WILLOW!" I cried again pulling her face out of the water. Her face was blue and she wasn't breathing.
"Faith! Get help now!" I screamed. Tears were streaming down her pale face but she nodded and ran across the log to our house.
"Willow! Willow! Please wake up!" I cried shaking her as I pulled her to the dirt. She looked so small and helpless and then it hit me. I could loose her. I could loose her right now. My baby sister. I had learned CPR in school but my mind had gone blank. I finally came to my senses and started the procedures I had learned. Her chest started to rise and fall and I pushed her over on her side. I was grateful when I saw water draining out from her mouth. She coughed and sputtered a few times as color rushed back to her face.
"WILLOW!" I cried as she opened her eyes. "Your okay!" Tears were streaming down my face. Willow started crying. Faith came back with our Uncle Ryan and our Dad who had just come back from town.
"Baby," Dad went down to Willow and hurried her to the house. Our Uncle turned to me.
"You did good Angel." He patted my shoulder and I followed him to the house.
"I totally remember that," Faith said. "We could have lost you that day sis." She put her arm around Willow's shoulder.
"Yeah if it wasn't for Angel," Willow said. "I remember the doctor telling me I had a broken arm and I was so excited I would get to pick the color of my cast." Angel laughed.
"And I remember going to school that next week and telling all my friends that my big brother saved our sisters life," Faith said.
"Yeah and I remember hearing the story back from my friend a few weeks later and if I remember correctly a blizzard, an alligator, big foot, and a yeti were all involved," Angel said.
"Yeah well I might of bended the truth a little bit," Faith said.
"This is fun. Whose turn is it next?" Willow asked. Fred turned to Wesley who was sitting next to Angel.
"Your turn Wes!"
I tried something new. I like writing Flashback type things. So tell me your thoughts. Should I countinue with Fred's game or not? Thanks for all my reviews!!!
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