The Horrors Of Love

Evie knows that her Mum left her Dad because she found out something about him that she didn't like. But she would never had imagined that the very same thing that had separated her from her mum would be passed down to her.


1. My sixteenth birthday

It was just an ordinary life for me. A bit boring maybe, but pretty much ordinary. Until that night.

              It was my sixteenth birthday, I wasn't expecting much, as there was nothing much to be expected. From my experiences, it was going to be a pretty normal day for me. I got up and walked into our small living room.

               When I say our I mean me and my dad. My mum left us ages ago, I was only 6 at the time so I don't really remember much about what happened. Dad says she left because she had found out something about dad that she didn't like.               

                       Anyway, then I saw my dad come in and he was holding a small brown paper package in his hands ( incase you haven't realized by now, we were quite poor) "Happy birthday Evie!" He said in his gruff vioce, he held his arms out to me and I ran to give him a hug. He was so kind, doing this for me, even though it wasn't much, this must have cost him ALL his spare savings!

                       "Open your prezzie then!" he said letting go of me. I tore of the paper but I already knew what would be inside. It was exactly what I had thought,  a brand new diary. "Thank you so so much dad!" I said with a lump in my throat. You may think that this a bit strange, asking for a diary for my birthday, but every year, on my birthday, I get a diary and no matter how busy I am I write in it every day.

                        This years diary was covered in a midnight blue satin, embroidered with little white stars. "Dad it's beautiful, thank you, I love you!" I repeated and I threw my arms around his neck. He laughted and replied, "I love you too Evie, now hurry up and get ready for school, it may be your birthday but you still have to go!" Oh no! school! I'd forgotten about school! I only have one really good friend, Lucy, she's the only one who wants to hang around with me, everyone else just thinks that I'm weird.  

                      I quickly got dressed and glanced at my self in the full length mirror in the hallway, there I was plain old me. Eve Sanders with straight  jet black hair that fell half-way down my back, soft rosy lips, a dainty nose and black eyes, yes thats right, I have black eyes. Maybe that's why only Lucy wants to be friends with me, because everyone is scared of my eyes. But today it doesn't bother me, today I'm still plain old Evie Sanders but I'm sixteen and NOTHING is going to ruin my day!!!

                      "Evie! Are you ready yet?" Dad asked, popping his head round the door.

"Yeh, I'm ready, I'll be there in a second!" I replied whilst putting my hair into a ponytail. I grasped my school bag (I had packed it the night before) and I ran to the bus stop, pausing to give dad a quick peck on the cheek before I left.      

                               When I got onto the bus I could see that Lucy had saved me a seat next to her. Lucy was so much prettier than me. She had brown bouncy ringlets, clear blue eyes and dark red lips. I walked over to where she was sitting and plonked myself down on the seat beside her, "Hey beautiful!" I said to her, that was our way of greeting each other. Lucy had come up with it, she said that it was a way of making us feel good about ourselves.

                                "Hey beautiful!" she replied in her sing song voice. "And Happy birthday!!!" she exclaimed as she took out a small blue parcel from her bag and gave it to me. "Oh Lucy you shouldn't have!" I protested.

"I know, but I did anyway so there's no point in wasting it now, is there?" she replied cleverly. So I tore open the wrapping paper and inside was a deep blue necklace box that I flicked up. Inside that was a short silver chain with a silver star pendant hanging on it. "Oh my gosh Lucy! Thank you sooooo much!" I exclaimed happily, taking the necklace out of the box and putting it on. "It's supposed to be one of those silver stars, like in the story about you and your mum"Lucy explained. I almost started crying. she remembered! About a year ago I had told her about my last memory of my mum, it was when me and her went star-gazing and I had told my mum that I didn't know why they use gold stars in fairy tales because in real life stars look more silver than gold. "Thanks Luc, I'm going to wear it all the time!" I said truthfully with a lump in my throat.

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