Teardrops that filled the ocean
Chapter I
(Till speaking)
"Till, do you want some chips?" asked a voice behind me.
"Huh? Oh… chips? No… no thanks." I muttered.
Recently, I have been very scatterbrained, because I just can't get this one thing out of my mind. Him. Every morning I wake up, and I see his face smiling at me, flipping his brown hair back, quietly laughing. But I find that the more I think about him, the more hazy his image becomes. The few factors that stick with me are how he always wore a blue shirt, jeans, he was skinny as a stick, and had really big eyes which widened even more when he sang. He has the worst singing voice ever, believe me. I hold onto this knowledge, knowing within my heart, that sadly, we will never see each other again.
Enough with the pity party. You have no idea where I am, who I'm with, or even who I am! Sorry! Ok, my name is Till, or Tilly Nicholson. It is the year 2347.(You probably already knew that.) I am a girl. (Duh!) Um… I am in love with Liam Prince. I have three siblings, Sabrina, Christian, and Claire. And…. that's all! Oh… Whoops! I also have parents. Ha! Silly me, forgetting my parents…. Okay, Mom is Tammy, full name Tamara Hershman, Dad is Charlie, or Charles Nicholson, stepmom is Mari, or Marissa Claret. I also have pets. At my mom's house we have a dog. His name is Popcorn. At my dad's we have a cat, named . Not really my preference in names, but beggars can't be choosers! I am currently at the beach, one of my LEAST favorite places to go. I'm here with Sabrina, Christian, Claire and Marissa. I'm sorry. I know I sound rushed and stuff, but I HATE writing. Unfortunately, we have to do this thing where we write in these wacko e-journals that process our writing thoughts into words all throughout the summer. Ugh. So here I am, writing in my ridiculous e-journal. Are you happy, future teacher?! Okay, back to the present.
I got up from sitting down (yes, I was sitting down) and walked towards the waves, letting the roar of the ocean fill my eardrums. A single tear trickled down my eye. I quickly wiped it away. No one got to see me weak, not even the ocean, which my tears could fill if I had the chance. As I wandered deeper into my thoughts, I wandered deeper into the ocean, drowning myself in a flashback.
Summer camp. 5 years ago. I rushed into the room where our stuff had been stored until the end of the day, along with the other kids. Unfortunately, there were so many people grabbing their stuff, I had to wait. When the bunch of people finally cleared, I went to grab my purple bag and gray lunchbox. I picked it up, but upside down, so everything fell out. I stared out the window, muttered something among the lines of, "Why me?" I gathered up my things and turned around, only to find Liam staring at me. I freaked and ran out the door.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of a huge wave coming towards me, and I closed my eyes, ready to be devoured. I smiled, knowing I would float into the sea while thinking of my memories, while thinking of him, and being able to have the ocean wash out this misery.