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 softball.
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.