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                                                       Midnight Light


Author's note: This is just a small piece to a story I have. I am seeing if anyone wants to here more and to view my writing skills that suck. Ok, tell the truth. Want more make sure to show it to me.


                                        Part one
                        
"With every day comes another chance to find your destiny," that is what I was always told by my mother. My dad would then smile and laugh at that statement. He would later say, "what happens when you already have it?" and my mother would just come over and kiss his forehead. That memory is the best I have of my parents. The fact they had this unspoken love between them makes me want to have it. They couldn't even die with out the other though. I don't blame them for it. I blame destiny.... If I ever find it I will kill it. I mean that....

Well its been years since their death. I believe it has been at lest 3 or 5 yrs. I haven't really been keeping track, why would you? Anyway, after their death I went to live in Canada with a family friend. My father was a great doctor back in the day, and meet another doctor. His name is Doctor Drake Von Helsin. He is so nice. I guess I can believe him when he says,
"Your father and me work with each other for awhile. When I heard about his death I know it was time for me to fallow his wish he told."
Yes, I know that sounds weird, but he is right my father did have that in his will. That I was to be entrusted to him and his family. I have never hared oh him before now, but whatever.

I can live with this though. Giving up my life and moving was the best chose. You see my parents death is still under investigation. Many believe it is me, but how could it be when I awake to their screams of death. Lets just end that there. I don't want to talk about... The subject is still sore.  It wasn't like I had friends, they all left me after finding out about the murder.  The Von Helsin are the only ones that think I didn't do it. The are really cool. They let me do a lot, and they believe in me too.

But there are some weird things about them though. They will not let me go into Drake's study and I am not aloud to have friends stay over.  I have to stay in my after midnight and there is no cutting myself. I have to quickly band-aid up. Those are just some of them. I believe one time I broke the one about leaving my room. I was tired and sick. I wanted to get something to sleep and all I could here was something snarling and voices talking. I was so sick I couldn't really focus so all I could here was "Drink..... Blood.....Light..... Dracula" I passed out in the hall. The weird thing is I woke up not in the hall or my room but in a chair in Drake's study. I was not that sick any more and he was watching me with sad eyes. He looked pained.... He told me to get out and that I wasn't in trouble but not to do it again. I left him.

That is not much to go on, but weird right. Oh well... Its not like they are Vampires. This is all I have time for. I should go to bed soon, or Drake will be mad. He hates it when I stay up late. He says I will here something that will give me nightmares.
©2009 ~Popobubble
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Author's Comments

Well this is just a quick insight to some story I wrote awhile ago. I know it has a lot of mistakes, but it isn't that bad. I have seen worst.

This is just a quick opening to my story. I will up load more if people comment on it and say they want more. I will add art to it when I get it scanned.

This is my first upload of the year ^^ I know.

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really?

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your the only one to say it was good

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