The Guardian Angel

Sixteen year old Caitlynn lost both her parents and her younger brother in a car accident. She has now been adopted by her aunt and uncle. She is looking forward to a hard life, but what happens when she meets Tedd, a kind but quite weird boy, and the mysterious Audrey, who tells her a story about different worlds, a kingdom, angels and God?

Note: I put the chapters up as pages - so each chapter is approximately one page in my Word document. AND, sorry for typos and mistakes - I rarely look back at it, so please forgive me.

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8. Page eight

Not long after that, my aunt came down and started finding breakfast. I looked at the clock and find that we needed to go in an hour or so.  My heart started pounding at the thought of coming home. For just a second, I imagined coming home to a smiling mom, but I quickly pushed that thought away. I knew there would not be, so why should I start dreaming of it? It would only make it hurt so much more when I realized it will not come true.

I lifted Arianna of my lab and stood up. I pulled the jeans and hoodie from the night back on, and went to the bathroom, pulling my hair back in a ponytail and put on a bit of makeup. I brushed my teeth, even though I knew that the breakfast would taste bad, but I would just forget it afterwards. After a quick look in the mirror, I smiled to myself. This was the day. The day where my new life would start once and for all, the day where I would move in with my aunt and uncle, and I was so unbelievably happy that I almost forgot why I was doing this. Then the thought popped into my head, and I felt my heart steering a little. With the beginning of my new life, it was also the end of my old life. In some way, I would say that my childhood was almost over. I was no longer in such deep sorrow that I couldn’t smile, though it was hard. Something had changed after my adventure in the woods last night. It still felt like a dream, but it became more and more pleasant. Well, pleasant isn’t quite the word, but something like that. It didn’t seem so scary any more.

 

I sat in the car, singing along on some Michael Jackson song with Stella. The music boomed out from the speakers, into the car and made the atmosphere nice. We were almost back, but I still felt light and happy, though I really started recognizing our surroundings.

You would think that it should have felt weird, coming back to your old home, with your family gone, but it wasn’t as bad as I feared. It was nice. Somehow, I knew that it was not a goodbye, more like ‘See you later!’ So, when we drove down the road where my old home had its address, I couldn’t help but smile. It was such a bittersweet moment.

The car stopped, and Stella looked at me, a little nervously. But I smiled reassuringly at her.

“Should we go in?” I asked and opened the door. I walked down the driveway and when I reached the front door, I pulled out my keys and quickly locked up the door.

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