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.


6. Page six

The next morning was as grey and sad as the one yesterday. It rained, and when I woke up, it was dark in the living room. Everything was quiet, which told me that it was pretty early. My cousin always woke up early, so I turned onto the other side and tried to fall asleep again, but I couldn’t. So I picked up my cellphone and looked at the clock. It was only 4:26 a.m. and I put it back onto the floor with annoyance. I tried, once more, to sleep, but without any luck at all. Then I quietly sat up and pulled on the jeans and hoodie. I walked, as silent as possible (which I did pretty well, if I may say that) and put on my jacket and shoes. Then, with as little sound as possible, I opened the front door and went outside. It was silent in a creepy way out there, and very dark. I immediately got the feeling that someone was looking at me, and I looked around. There was nobody, at least no one that I could see. I zipped my jacket and then went down the stairs to the sidewalk. Then I stopped. I looked to the left, then to the right, and couldn’t really decide where to go. Then, after a couple of minutes of just standing there, I decided to go down to the lake again. My place. And then I started walking. It was actually quite a long stride to go, but it never took long, at least it didn’t feel like it.

In my head, I started to make a plan for the next couple of days. This day, my aunt and I were going to driving back home - or to where I lived before - to get my stuff. I didn’t know what was going to be with the other stuff, but my uncle had a plan that says, that when to house got sold, all the money would be mine, he would put them into the bank for me, and then, when I grew up, I would have a lot of money. I thought that my other relatives would get the chance to get some of the stuff, and then the rest would be sold. I couldn’t really figure out how I felt about that. There were a lot of memories in it, but on the other hand, it was just stuff.  So, in the end, I thought that I would just let it happen. If it could give someone else good memories as well, I would be so happy.

I didn’t know if we would be back tonight or tomorrow, but as soon as we had found out what I needed of new furniture, we were going out to buy it.

It’s early Tuesday now, and I was going to start at the new school at Monday. I thought it would be nice to start up again, get into something that reminds of normal. But of cause, it would never truly be normal again.


I reached the river. I walked down to it and sat on a rock. I pulled my knees up to my chest, hugging them tightly. It was still very dark - I couldn’t see a thing. Then a sudden chill ran down my spine. Someone - or something - was definitely looking at me. I turned around, looking behind me. Nothing was there. I started to regret that I had left the house. It was a stupid thing to do, even if it was almost morning. Creepy guys could very well be out there. But it wasn’t enough to make me go back home. I would regret it later, but right now, I just wouldn’t go back. I couldn’t stand being locked up right now, I needed fresh air.

Even though I would like to, I couldn’t cry. I just couldn’t. Maybe I had used all of my tears up, the last couple of days. I just sat on my rock, staring out at the river, which was roaring down. The stream carried leafs and small branches with it. I dried my nose in my sleeve, it was cold. I wished that I had had gloves and a hat with me, but even back home, I didn’t have any.

I looked around. I was starting to get a little scared, the feeling of someone watching me was getting stronger and stronger and I had goose bumps all over. I cuddled closer to myself, made myself as small as possible, as if I could become invisible if I tried hard enough. Then I just sat there, starred blindly at the river, feeling as if parts of me were being taken away by the river along with the small, brown leafs.

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