My memories from when I was in Pre-School to 1st grade
are vague. I know that it's common to have only a little memory
of those times but for me it's as if they never even existed. The
one thing that keeps me up at night though is a reoccurring dream
of a boy in a park who is about the age of 6 and as he turns
around he says something but I can't hear him; then all of a
sudden he has these slick black with silver lining wing like
things appear from his back. After that part I wake up, and I am
always left with the questions 'Who was that boy?' and 'What just
happened?' But I continue my life in the normal fashion of waking
up, taking a shower, Get ready for school, eat breakfast, and
drive to school. And I have the typical life of friends and club
activities. Everything was going fine until He arrived and
caused trouble in my peaceful life. My name is Silvia and this is
the story of how one person lead to the destruction of my smooth
and calm life.
My life was that of any normal High School Sophomore; friends,
family, school, and shopping. According to my best friend Kayla
all that I needed now, was a boyfriend. She said that her goal
this year was to hook me up with someone. Let me give you a bit
of information about Kayla; she's bossy, smart, short tempered,
brown hair and blue eyes. Her favorite color is black and has
been my best friend since 3rd grade she also plays
basketball. She goes through boys the way an alcoholic goes
through rare whiskey and they have no problem with it. I on the
other hand have blonde hair, green eyes, told that I'm smart,
favorite color is blue and participate in sports such as
One day I was on my way to school in my silver Ford F-150 when I
saw a person walking down the side of the road. As I slowed down
I saw that it was a boy, he looked about my age. I came to a stop
next to the boy and rolled down the passenger window. "Where are
you heading?" I asked him.
"To the high school." He said.
"I'm heading there now, do you want a ride?" I asked while
unlocking the door.
"Sure" he said, as he climbed into my truck "thanks."
"No problem" I smiled and started the truck.
Let me tell you about the town that I live in, it's a small and
simple town where everybody knows everybody, so when we see a
stranger we will be nice enough to get to know them or in this
case ask if they need help.
As I drove I was looking at that the boy's appearance; he had
black hair that went down to the middle of his neck and his eyes
were an unreal type of blue. I figured that he was about 6 ft in
height. He also had a good build. After about another 5 minutes I
drove into the school parking lot and parked in the front of the
student section where I have parked since freshmen year.
As I turned off the truck and unlocked the doors the boy got out
and started toward the main office. "Hey hold up." I said
He turned toward me "Hmm?"
"What's your name?" I asked
"Nice to meet you Damon, I'm Silvia, nice to meet you." I said.
"And you" he said.