-->>Katka<<-- Feb 3, 2013 19:12:51 GMT -5
Post by Smosh on Feb 3, 2013 19:12:51 GMT -5
.:A Nightmare Abyss:.
.:A Nightmare Abyss:.
I shot up suddenly, awoken by yet another nightmare. As unreal a nightmare, or dream is, it still scares the crap outta ya. Ha, a dream might not, but a nightmare sure will, you know what I mean. But, in my reality, a nightmare can seem as real as the sun shining fine arrays of light down on earth.
Unexpectedly, my aunt swings the door open, and the fine arrays of her light shines in my face. "Hey, everything ok Kat?" she said drowsily. "I'm fine, just another nightmare."
She froze, "The same one as last time?" I sighed, my perspiration coming out more vehemntly. "Eyup." Not like I was scared or anything, just that I was tired. Well, I probably would consider myself scared, even if I say I'm not. I frown and lay back down, a clear indication to my aunt I don't want to talk to her any more.
Clearly, I could have handled that a little better than rolling over and acting like I didn't want to talk about it, but again I did want to talk about it. I guess I just was too tired to finish explaining to her what kept happening to me. I mean, she knows what I can do, and I'm sure she knows why I can do it.
She always told me 'I don't know anything' and then she moves on with her day. Its' like she is hiding something from me. Some deep dark secret she doesn't want me to know.
As I begin to fall asleep, wondering when or if I will ever know why I can "shift" and why my aunt won't tell me something, I start to come up with new ideas on how everything will turn out once I do. And let me tell you I had no idea...
.:Pink and Purple Hearts:.
Propping myself up seemed as a feat, then just as I thought that was hard enough, the torutrous time for getting "out" of the bed came. And I'm not one of those people who like getting out of bed at 6:00 a.m. just to go to some school that I won't even learn anything.
Finally, I edge out of my bed to go into my awesome pink and purple hearted bathroom. Lame. Whoever lived in this house before me, had issues. I mean, pink and purple hearts? They make my eyes bleed!
These walls are going to have a make-over. I wave my hand, like I have a wand. "disappear, oh woe is me, these pink and purple hearts be gone!" Apparently I can't act dumb in my own bathroom because my aunt heard me and thought I lost my mind. So I explained the situation to her, and she said she'd have someone come over and redo the walls a nice green.
Green, I might add is my favorite color.
.:The School Bus:.
After that cold shower I was awake enough to throw some clothes on. I had on a nice green T-shirt, blue jeans, green tennis shoes, and my straightened blonde hair back in a ponytail. My aunt insisted that I have my hair up, it made me look nicer. P-lease, I rolled my eyes as I looked out the window of this old worn out bus, with its old worn out bus seats, and its old worn out bus driver.
But, considering it to be worn out and all, or run down? The kids, teenagers, and high-schoolers were full of life, not just full of life, stuffed with life. It was almost unbearable, I wish I could've transformed into a dino and squished them all into the old bus. I smiled at the thought.
That'd shut em' up. It was just a thought, don't worry. I wouldn't harm a human being, unless it was called for.
.:Too Late for an Introduction?:.
As this old bus pushes forward, it squeaks and aches, a clear sign it needs to retire. A fact that it is ignored and will stay my bus until it breaks down and dies completely. My bus, uniquely, is bus 7.
When I moved here, to West Yellowstone, Montana, I was excited. All of the wildlife just 5 or 6 miles away from my home. I could just shift into a red tailed hawk, or bald eagle and fly to. My aunt was scared when I told her what I'd do when I got home from school.
I was ready to explore. Even just outside my window you can see the distant silhouette of trees that held some wild life, which was mine to explore. My aunt had bought 6000 acres for me to explore, I couldn't be held captive in doors.
Just a 15 year old girl who loves the great outdoors. Me. I would probably just fly to school, but one problem would keep me from doing so...Everytime I shift, well when I form back to a human my clothes are absorbed back into my body, I'm not sure how, but the aftermath is me standing naked.
Nothing to conceal me, not even underware. Completely butt naked. It is tremendously scary, if you were to experience what its like, you'd know.
My first shift was to a scrawny blue tick pup. It happened when I was 2 or 3 years old. My aunt had taken me in at the time and she had a blue tick pup, his name was Shiig. I loved that dog so much, he was ran over by a drunk idiot, our neighbor. I can't quite recall his name but I remember him in his 4 x 4 red and white pick up.
Oh sure, he was big on America and the flag, and pledging, and even going to church on a regular basis. But, he couldn't stop the addiction he had, which was drinking. And because of that he killed he little girls heart, he ran over the one thing she could cling to when she got hurt, or got an injury when it wasn't even a scrape.
Smaller childern know how to see their life with open eyes, unlike adults that hold on to the serious stuff.
-->>No, this is not the whole novel, I've just started on it. As you know, some of you that is, now I have two novels I am currently working on. Feel free to give me ideas, I need them.<<--