Here is the 1st Chpater of one of my many stories..Post if you want more. Thanks!!
- Caitlin -
Stacey and Mary were playing in their backyard, on the swingset. Jackie was 5, and Mary was 10. Their mother was at the kitchen sink, washing lettuce for a salad. Mary jumped off the swing. "Let's go, Jackie. It's getting cold." She pulled her jacket tightly around her. Jackie silently jumped off the swing and stood there, in the middle of the lawn.
Jackie could see visions. Whenever she saw something, she would stand stock still and not talk to anyone. She would get freezing cold. Her mind would go blank..only focusing on that vision, and what she could do to help. Mary walked over to hr and held her hand. It was freezing cold. She quickly dropped it and walked around to the back of Jackie. She gently pushed her towards the porch. SHe wouldn't go. She pushed her harder and harder. It started to rain. Mary pulled her hood over herself, and tried to do Jackie's. It wouldn't budge. Finally, Mary dropped Jackie's hood and ran inside the back door. She looked out the window. Jackie was still standing there..Just staring off into space..up into the sky.
She quickly got her mother. though nobody could do anything, her mother recorded everything into a little black book, and took it to a physcologist (sp?). After a few minutes, Jackie ran inside hurriedly, screaming, "DADDY!! DADDY!!! DADDY!!! NO!!!" Her mother grabbed her and Jackie struggled trying to get to the front door. Her mother left Jackie with Mary, quickly and quietly closing the kicthen door. She slowly opened the front door, leaving the screen closed. Her husband, Mary and Jackie's father, was lying there on the porch steps, dead.
Mrs. Torlof quickly shut her eyes. She slowly closed the screen door. "The pizza and salad is ready, Mary..I just gotta make a phone call." Mrs. Torlof called out to Mary. She quickly ran up the stairs and into her bedroom. She called 911 and explained the situation. A few minutes later, an ambulance and a cop car came. Mary and Jackie squished together on the couch, looking very frightened while the ambulance took Mr. Torlof away from the porch and a cop questioned Mrs. Torlof. "And you are Jennifer Torlof, correct?" The policeman was just finishing up. Mrs Torlof nodded. "Yes." She barely managed to squeak out. "Thank you, officer." She slowly closed the door behind him. "Up to bed, girls." She squeaked out. She shoo-ed the girls upstairs and walked into her bedroom thinking, who could..who WOULD do this?
