Wednesday, August 21, 2013

The start

  I started walking, where I went... I didn't really care. I passed boring house, after boring house. Endless skinny jogger, and poofy dog. I was going to explode soon, but I decided to put my ear buds in and listen to the latest muse song. "This ship is taking me far away, far away from my memories." (Muse, Starlight) I wish I could go far away from here, but that'll never happen.
 
 One thing you should understand about Olive, is that she is not a very happy teenager. Her mother is a Susie home maker, her name is Laura, and her father is a business man. He could really care less about Olive on a day to day basis, and her mother tries way to hard to be there for her daughter. She is an only child and has no real friends, with this in mind you might slowly start to understand the demons in Olives head.
 
I kept walking in the same direction for about 20 minutes, mostly staring at the ground. I got a weird urge to look up, and when I did, a huge chill went down my spine. There was a house, not quite like the rest in the neighborhood. This house was two stories, it was pretty big, It was old and decaying, the windows and door were boarded up, and some of the existing windows were broken. The front yard hadn't been mowed, or weeded in months. It also had a few Rose bushes, there weren't nice and kept, but they still produced roses. They were red, but they had been ate by little bugs, and some were dying. They had as much spirit as the house did.

Olive didn't really understand what made her stand there and look at the house. But the urge was surreal, and she didn't know what to do. Her eyes were set on the house, and her brain was wagering back and forth, on whether or not she should go inside the house.

  Just then an older man came out of his house, shouting at her. "You damn teenagers, why can't you just stay away from this house!" He kept screaming, and Olive decided to get out of there as fast as possible.

 She started running, back to the direction she came from. In her rush, she also tried to remember her surroundings, so that she could find this location again. She was very interested in this house and wanted to find away in. Without an old grouchy man, or the police being involved.

 Olive was home in about 10 minutes, she ran most of the way.
Her mother was home, as usual, she was cleaning the kitchen. Olive turned her Ipod on full blast, Pierce The Veil was blaring from her head phones. Her mother looked up from the mop bucket, and smiled, she started talking to olive. But olive avoided all eye contact, and went to the fridge, she grabbed a Monster drink, the nutella, and some chips.  She went straight to her room, and locked the door.

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