Stockholm Syndrome

Rose Faith Davis comes from a family torn apart by the unfortunate events of a late night drive. It's taken years to overcome the loss of the one that believed in her so much. Now, she's graduated high school and is ready to take on the task that is college. She'll be moving from her small American town to the bustling city of Sydney, Australia. There's a lot of bad things happening over the sea, however, this doesn't scare Rose. She's up for any challenge, and will chase her dreams no matter what.
~Don't follow your dreams, chase them~


1. Packing a life away

Ever since I was a little girl I wanted to travel outside of the United States to attend college. I worked hard on my grades, and picked up hobbies to balance my brain. It wasn’t that surprising when I applied to a university in Sydney, Australia, and they accepted me.

          “I can’t believe you’re moving all the way to Australia,” my younger sister, Alice, has been helping me pack, but has now stopped to just sit on my bed.

          “It’s a dream come true,” I smile as I fold another t-shirt and place into my suitcase. “It’s gonna be a bit hard to fit my whole life into three suitcases.”

          “You’ll be fine,” she sighs. “Besides, if you need anything, we can always ship it over.”

          “It’s so damn expensive. If I forget something, I’ll just have to learn to live without it.”

          “Do they allow strange colored hair at your college?”

          “It’s a university,” I glance back at Alice. “I asked, and my blue curls are allowed,” I grin and toss a few shirts onto my bedroom floor. “Besides, I just want my hair to match my eyes.”

          “You’re so crazy. Mom says she always thought you would pick up music in some way. Or become a painter or some other artist. She was so sure of it. But no, she was wrong. You’re a writer.”

          I laugh, “I just couldn’t be put into a mold. I wanted to be a little out there. Say, now that I’m thinking about it. Can you put all my travel stuff into that little bag on my desk?”

          “Sure,” she hops off my bed and walks over to my desk. “Anything else you want me to do?”

          “Actually, yes. Once you’re done with that, all my writing stuff is out. If you could please put it in a suitcase, I’d be oh-so grateful.”

          “Sure, anything for my big sis. Say, your passport has the greatest picture of you,” Alice giggles.

          “Shut up,” I take a look at my suitcase and try and estimate how many more clothes I can fit in it. “Thank goodness I have another suitcase left to fill,” I look up to see Alice just standing around looking through my stuff. “Hey, get to my writings, and pack my books with them.”

          “Right away, Miss Rose Faith Davis,” she salutes me before getting to work.

          I roll my eyes and get back to my clothes, “You are the biggest dork I know, Alice. In wonderland.”

          “Don’t you even think about bringing that nickname back.”

          “Then pack.”

          “I am.”

          “Hurry up then. I have to leave tonight.”

          “Why would you leave something this big until the day you have to leave?”

          “I wanted to relax during my last days here. And I kept forgetting. Well, forcing myself to forget. I’m just a little scared to move across the world. All by myself.”

          “You’ll be fine. There’s nothing you can’t do. I know you’ll meet friends on your first day.”

          “Hopefully, since I only have three classes on the first day.”

          “What are they?”

          “Um, art, math, and English.”

          “You’ll meet some people then. With your fashion, people will be drawn to you. I promise, you will be fine. We can Skype if you want the first few nights or whatever.”

          “You may need to. Classes don’t start for another week.”

          The talking trickles to an end, and we quickly finish up my packing. When all my luggage is placed by the front door, we head back to my room for the last bag. My galaxy backpack that will hold my school supplies.

          “I believe this backpack will tell people that you are different. But like, unique different that will get people to come up and take with you,” Alice hands me a pencil pouch.

          “Whatever,” I carefully begin placing all the stuff I’ll need for school into my backpack. “If no one come up to me, I’ll go up to whoever looks friendly. And might look like they are into the things I am.”

          “Just be careful. I’ve been watching the news, and there’s been a few killings. Something is going on over there.”

          “I’ll be as safe as I possibly can,” I sling my arm over here should and bring her closer. “And I think they’re targeting certain people, which is a bit terrifying. But, that means I’ll be fine.”

          “Well, regardless, I want an email every day. Just so I know you’re alright.”

          “Whatever you say, Alice in wonderland,” I smirk.

          “Stop it!” She jokingly shoves me away. “I hate that nickname so much.”

          “Come on,” I laugh. “Let’s go watch some TV and wait until mom gets home. Then it’ll be off to the airport!”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* So, this is an older story of mine, but I am rewriting it and giving it a good amount of editing. I hope you liked this first chapter, and I'd love to hear your thoughts down in the comments! :D
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