~A Bad Beginning~
A boy sat at park bench. The winter had Approached to quickly. Snow fell slowly and the whole park was empty. He was still. His Long Brown hair fell over his dark blue eyes. The world was silent. Not one car passed by. He slowly slid his hands into his pocket and reached for his phone. The time was 4:53 PM. Only 1 text was available, From: Zacharias, "Dude, and Where Are You? School Was So Boring Today!" He said to himself. He Replied, "I'm Just Thinking, I'll Be back tomorrow, Promise"
He Stood Up. His plaid Jacket dropped off snow onto the ground. He shivered quickly, and began to walk home. He walked slowly. Alexander's parents were not the average family. They Fought 24/7. About What You ask? the simplest things! They fight about what to eat for dinner, about what time to pick us up after school! All of the normal things! He walked up to the towns train tracks, a train was soon to be passing by, he waited. The train was one of the slowest he'd ever seen. the side of the train labeled two words, "COMMUNITY CHAMBERS" Everybody asked themselves what the Community Chambers were. Many people believed it was a factory where they made most of the train's engines and all. The trains end was in sight. it took roughly two minutes before it passed by.
He arrived back at the corner of his street. He slowly approached the house. The windmill in the front slowly spun. His dad promised him he would take it down for the winter. A pain hit his chest as he thought of his father. He wishes he never entered his family. He had never met his own family. His real dad was killed in a plane crash in 1997. Alexander was turning 15 next year. His birthday, September 3rd, 1996.
The Door Opened slowly as his hand pushed against the door. As he entered, the house became completely silent. "Hello! Anybody home?" Footsteps lingered closer every breath he took. in walked in through a dark doorway, another boy. "Its 'bout time you got back, mother's pissed! She's been calling you all day!" Alex Pulled The Phone From his pocket, "Look Nick, No Calls" Nicholas had Dark red hair, his eyes a light green. He was not pale, but somehow always tans. "Go find mom, she needs you to help her with some shit."
Alex left the room looking for some possible light. "And i reckon the lights are all off for what reason?" no reply echoed through the halls. he began to walk up the stairs. in a distance, he heard them fighting. He continued on. Alexander slowly turned the door handle. Then stopped. The fighting stopped. "Come in!" Yelled Alex's Mother. He Opened the Door And Walked In.
"Nick Said You Needed Me For something?" Said Alex in a Rude Tone, "The Roof, it has a huge chip in it. Go get the spackle from the garage and pour it over." his eyes opened wide, "Go on the Roof? Are you mad? Get Nick to do it he is older than me!" She crossed her arms, "Trying to make your brother do everything? He's going to college next year! Why should he do all the work? He's becoming a chef exchange student for France And China! He's paying our insurance as it is!"