I could see it. The sun and all the colors blended into veiw. Little could I have guessed it meant something with its odd colors. I sighed, watching the sunset, it only meant that I would have to go to bed soon. I wouldn't be able to sleep. It was impossible right now. I hadn't sleep for days, and I didn't intend to. I, well we really, just moved into this acursed too-big-for-its-own-good old plantation. It was far out in a swamp. Hidden deeply behind the Bald Cyrpess and Oaks. Not to mention the wet murky lands around it. Deep in the foggy wetlands of Louisiana it sat. I didn't have many neighbors. There was one other plantation. The Lameirs lived there. They were rich. You could tell by the amount of 'helpers', as everyone called them now, they had. No, there are no slaves. 'helpers' are the people who want to work for you just simply because you're rich. I only had a Nanny. And she always threw a collossial hissy fit when I asked for something. My father works in the main city. I used to love going into the streets and playing as a child.That's when we lived closer. Now we live to far away. I'm too old for playing. That's what my parents say. I'm only 17. I still wish to at least go outside and study the nature.
Suddenly Father walked in, with a glass of water. My water. I had to have a glass of water before I went to bed. "Amber, are you ready for bed?" he asked. "Yes father." I answered, my voice hung in the air dry. I padded away from the window. As i passed my vanity mirror, I caught my reflection. I had dark chestnut hair, rerachinf to my lower back. My eyes were a stunning emerald green. Mother always said I had the body of a million goddesses and the grace of a falcon, which from what I read are very graceful birds. I sat down on the edge of my bed. Father shoved the glass into my hands. "Drink it all." "Yes father." I drank the large glass quickly and shoved it at him. He stomped out. I rolledd my eyes thinking the same thing, ' What is his problem?' End ch.1! ^.^ hoped you liked it!
zombie s l e a z o i d · Sat Dec 11, 2004 @ 05:18pm · 0 Comments |