Chapter Two: Memories
Disclaimer: I do not own the covenant of any of the character except for anything original and my OC, Claire Ross
"Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future."
Normal POV
So end the first day of my new life. As I sit here nostalgia strikes me as my eyelids have already drooped. Dream◄ Darkness has engulf me, I'm all alone. Abandon and cold. Voices, very angry voices. Violence flash before my eyes. Light but I rather say in the dark for the light brought the revolting truth about the world and the people who live in it. The scene displayed before my eyes, my mother's body raking with sobs and a crumple on the floor, the man which I despise, my father stands there bottle in hand and repulsive sneer on his face. Darkness again. The sky is filled with grey pregnant clouds ready to burst. A single path surrounded with tombstones with many epitaphs of affection. Men, women and children clad in black attire. Weeping can be heard from my small body. She's death and it's the bastard of a man fault. Swiftly pain erupted through me. A dark figure, which I assume is my father, having his way with a little eleven year old girl after another one of his drunken stupors. The pain the scares. A shrilling cry, salty beads run down the girls face, then crimson liquid splatters ever where. He's death I….► I woke up drench in sweat. I cried. The water spill like liquid crystals down my face. Memories. I was uneasy for the rest of the night and couldn't sleep very well. - Coming out your mouth with your blah blah blah.Just zip your lips like a padlock and meet me at the back with the jack and the jukebox.I don't really care where you live at just turn around boy and let me hit that.Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat just show me where your dicks at. Music starts. Listen hot stuff.I'm in love. With this song. So just hush baby shut up. Heard enough- disturbed my slumber or what little I got. I lazily hit the stop button and started getting ready for work. I wore loose black trousers, a red tank top with a black blazer and a pair of black stiletto heels and Gucci messenger bag. Today I felt rather horrible, the dream expect replaying in my head. I entered class a second later after the bell rang "Good Morning Class. Today why don't we do the characters in the book? Hmm Mr. Simms, Mr. Danvers, Miss Wenham and Miss Tunney would you do the honors of telling us about the characters in the book."
Tyler's POV
The class began, Claire appeared after the bell, and she looked melancholy. She started the class just how she said she would and I was up first boy I'm nervous. "Well, Miss one of the main character John Daniel "Jack" Torrance is a recovering alcoholic who lost his teaching job due to beating a student for slashing his car's tires. Jack has certain arrogance and stubbornness about him, he does not like being under authority and often compromises himself or his job by retaliating to it. He takes his family to the hotel, but is driven by the hotel and its spirits to drink. Jack goes mad and attempts to kill Wendy, Danny and Dick Hallorann with a roque mallet. At the end of the novel, Jack's love for his son allows him to redeem himself, and his body is incinerated in the Overlook Hotel's explosion. Then there's his son Daniel Anthony "Danny" Torrance is the son of Jack and Wendy. He has the "Shining," which allows him to detect spirits and thus makes him a target of the Hotel. It also allows him to see past and future events through his 'guide', Tony. Tony (his name taken from Danny's middle name, Anthony), is at first to Danny an imaginary playmate, then a source of fear, and finally a source of strength." "Very good Mr. Simms." -How could she smile it's obvious that she isn't happy, something has gotten her down. -
Reid's POV
After Tyler analysis of two of the main character he seems deep in thought. Then you could hear Golden Boy speak "Miss Ross another character is Wendy Torrance. Wendy is Jack's wife and Danny's mother. A strong woman, she remains at Jack's side in his alcoholism and struggle at the hotel but is forced to fight for her and her son's life when Jack is driven to drink and is possessed by the hotel. Wendy, Danny, and Dick Hallorann escape after Jack redeems himself and the hotel is destroyed. There is also Dick Hallorann who is the chef of the Overlook Hotel and shares the "shining" ability with Danny. Dick is telepathically called by Danny to the hotel, and is almost killed by Jack with a roque mallet. At the end of the novel, Dick helps Danny and Wendy escape.
Hallorann additionally appears in Stephen King'sItas a nineteen year old Private First Class "mess-cook". Hallorann helped create "The Black Spot", which was burned down in a racially motivated attack in 1930. During the fire, Hallorann used his "shine" to determine the safest exit from the burning building which had become a deathtrap, saving many lives in the process, including Will Hanlon, Mike Hanlon's father." "Well done Mr. Danvers" Sarah spoke next " The character I want to talk about is Horace "Harry" Derwent was a self-made millionaire and former owner of the Overlook Hotel. He is responsible for much of the Overlook's notorious history. Derwent purchased the Overlook sometime in the early 1940s and invested over one million dollars into its renovation before the grand opening on August 29, 1945, which Derwent celebrated by hosting a lavish masked ball. He appears to Jack in the Colorado Lounge as one of the apparitions at the ball. However, unlike Lloyd the bartender, and Grady the caretaker, Derwent does not actually interact with Jack." The bell rang. Class was over. Tyler didn't even realize that the bell rang; he had something on his mind but what? "Well class that was a good class, next class we'll start off reading where you left off with Mr. Taylor and there will be a test on Friday." Her voice filtered through the noise.
Normal POV
I closed the door of the classroom when wet droplets descend from my eyes. The hurt. The pain. The loneliness. The angry. All came down like waterfall. The creek of the door broke my train of thought. There stood Tyler Simms. He look sadly at me, like he knew how I was feeling. I quickly whip away my grief to pretend like nothing was wrong. "Mr. Simms what can I do for you?" I sounded congested from all that crying. "Claire… You okay?" "I'm fine Mr. Simms." "Tyler" "What?" "Just call me Tyler besides I know something is wrong…you were crying" he advance towards me and stroke my cheek with tenderness. "It's nothing Tyler really I'm fine." I force a smile I wasn't going to be anybody's burden and I wasn't going to go around telling people my problems. "You don't have to pretend to be happy I don't understand why but it's like I can see right through you…Do you want to talk about it?"