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 Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 1:54 pm
CHAPTER ONE
Today is my birthday and all I can think about is how my Mom is acting. She’s running around all fidgety and she looks scared to death. My friends have all said the same thing is happening with their parents. None of us knows what’s going on but its really starting to get on my nerves. “I don’t know what my Mom’s problem is. It’s like she doesn’t want me to turn thirteen or something. Like she wants me to stay her little girl forever, I mean I know my dad feels that way but come one she needs to be put on a chill pill sedative or something.”
“I know my Mom too.” The other girls replied at the same time. Man it was like we were all twins even though we looked nothing alike. I was about 5’4 with shoulder-length brown hair brown eyes and an average sized body. Cassie was about 5’6 with light brown hair that was halfway down her back curly as always with brown eyes lighter than mine were. She was the athletic one of all of us. She always tries to get us involved with some kind of sport but some things are not for the rest of us. Rachel was 5’5 with bright red hair and Hazel eyes she always says she never looks good even though she has a better body than me but her mom is also a health food nut and always makes her daughter exercise every night. So she is the only one who can really keep up with Cassie while the rest of us lag behind. Tammy is 5’4 with blonde hair and really pretty blue eyes that everyone just admires. We also said that it was totally unnatural just how blue they were. It’s kind of hard to explain but its like the color of the ocean and the sky combined into one. She is average sixed like me which makes it easy to share clothes and shoes. Let’s just say she gets way cute clothes because her mom knows a lot of cool designers. Angie is 5’6 with black hair and kind of pale skin. No matter what that girl cannot tan lucky. I’m still red from the beach trip we just took. She is the really shy one of all of us. She keeps quiet a lot of the time. Except when she was hanging with us. All and all we are totally different people but have been best friends since we came out of the womb. We were all next to each other at the hospital as were our mothers. The hospital was shocked to have five babies born at the exact same time not a second difference between them. It was pretty cool and a nice story to tell when we got older. But every birthday the mother’s get together and do a little story telling session all about it. It’s getting embarrassing now that we are getting older but they just love to tell it so we don’t say anything. Speaking of birthdays we were supposed to be getting ready. We were all wearing matching dresses as usual. This year’s dresses were blue spaghetti strap knee length sundresses. (Thank goodness it was hot outside) Perfect dresses for the hundred degree weather in sunny California. Cassie was curling my hair into little ringlets that she always seemed to do perfectly but I could never master. Rachel had her hair done earlier and was helping Tammy with her make-up. Angie was taking out the braids she had me do last night and it resulted in a nice wavy look that looked great on her. Fifteen minutes later the guests started arriving and we all geared up to have our life story told yet again. Hand in hand we all went downstairs perfect in every aspect and waiting to see all our friends.
The living room looked spectacular of course. My mom totally outdid herself this year. The walls were covered with blue, green, pink, purple, and red streamers and balloons. This party was all about just us and everything was in our favorite colors. Mine was Blue Cassie’s was red, Rachel’s was green, Angie’s was Pink and Tammy’s was purple. There was a table for each of us that guests had already packed with colorful boxes and weird shaped packages. There were no kid games thank goodness but my mom had done her research into what teenagers like. Our big screen TV was hooked up to the Playstation and kids were playing Dance Dance Revolution one of our favorite games. So far Greg Saldini was beating the crap out of Roger Salcos. Others were lined up to play while there was some people playing cards and stuff like that in the corner. Our whole seventh grade was here and we were well known all through out the school. We sat through the next four hours saying hi mingling and getting our share of DDR which we were all really good at no one could beat us. Some of the time we couldn’t help but watch our mothers who chose to sit in the far corner and talk. They all looked so worried and none of us knew why. We all had our theories of course. There was the theory that they didn’t want us to turn into those rebellious teens they always hear about and Cassie thought that it was something to do with us getting older and wanting to hang with boys and do grownup stuff. What none of us knew was that tonight was going to change our lives forever. As the party drew to a close and all the presents were opened our parents got more nervous with every moment. After we said our thank yous and our goodbyes to all our guest we started to clean up but we were rushed away to my room by my father he looked stressed to the point of no return and I couldn’t bring myself to ask him if something was wrong. As he left and closed the door my friends and I started to whisper “Did you guys see his face he is scared about something and so are our mothers.” “I know I have never seen that look on my moms face before.” Cassie said. “Neither have I said the other three girls as we all started to descend into silence. As we all sat there quietly I heard something from downstairs. “Can you guys hear that, It sounds like crying.” We were silent as we listened. It was kind of faint so we went and opened the door and leaned out. We could definitely hear crying but the question was from who. We all crept forward to the top of the stairs and looked down into the living room where the party had taken place. It had only been 15 minutes and yet it looked like there had not been a party at all. All our parents were gathered in a circle, the fathers had long and stressed faces while the mothers were crying there eyes out. None of us knew what to do as we stared down at the people who raised us to be strong and healthy while they looked so unhealthy and sad. After a couple minutes we couldn’t stand to see them so sad so we went back to the room and sat there contemplating what could be going on with our parents. It was like they had gotten some bad news about something and none of us knew how to grasp the situation and help them out. After half an hour with all of us sitting there quietly we heard someone coming up the stairs. It was my dad. “Dad what’s wrong? Why is everyone crying?” I asked pleadingly. “Its something that’s about to happen. Please follow me.” He said. As he turned around we all stood up to follow him. At the top of the stairs was Cassie’s mom who one by one was sticking a wreath of white flowers on our heads. They then lead us down to the sunroom which was never really in use. They set us in the center of the room and then made a circle around us. We just stood there not sure what to do. I could feel the fear of my best friends standing beside me but it was overwhelmed by the fear coming from our parents.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 1:55 pm
Chapter Two
We stood there silent for a couple of minutes. We looked around and were surprised to see candles and circle drawn on the floor in which we were in the center. As our parents started to clasp hands and close their eyes I looked to the floor which was emitting a glowing yellow light. I jabbed whoever was behind me and pointed down. It was Cassie who then got the attention of Rachel and it passed down the line until we were all looking at the floor. It was then that our parents started to chant. We all had identical looks of fear as we listened to them. It sounded Latin and none of us knew what they were saying. After the first line things started happening. The light was crawling up keeping us in while a ravenous wind was blowing all around us. Our parents were still chanting and I could see that they were also crying.
I looked to my dad. Who was trying not to break hold of the hands that he was holding. “What is going on.” I screamed “Please tell us what is going on.” He looked at me and the fear on my face. It broke him to see it and he looked at me and whispered “I’m so sorry.” I looked to my mother as she said the same thing and the others looked at their daughters and said similar things. As the wind died down my mom spoke. “Girls your destiny is about to begin. I know you are scared truth is we were too at your age when it happened to us. We will be here to help you through everything starting with what comes next. You will be in some pain but it will go away quickly. Turn around and face each other and hold hands do not let go no matter what happens.” So we turned towards each other and held hands. Me at the head of the circle in the same position as my mom with Tammy to my right and Cassie to my left, Angie was next to Cassie while Rachel was next to Angie. We were a complete circle. Out of the side of my eye I saw our Mothers step out from the circle and step toward their daughters. When they got to us they touched the crease of our backs with something wet and cold. As they turned away I noticed that where they had touched was starting to burn. I could see the realization on my friends faces. After a while it started to really hurt. At the same time we all fell to the ground still maintaining our circle but crying out in pain. It felt like my back was being ripped open and something was being pulled out. It lasted for a couple minutes getting a lot worse and then lessening to the point where I could open my eyes and actually be able to stand. What I saw made me think I had to be seeing things. As I looked at my friends and they looked at me we all gasped at the same time and reached for our backs. They were really there, it wasn’t a dream. We had all grown wings they were all the same size and shape and color. Pure White the color of clouds from the sky. That’s when the screaming started as we turned to our parents demanding answers. “What the heck happened?” “Why is this happening?” “What is going on?” “Why do we have wings?” There were questions and shouts going around and all I wanted to do was shake my mother and demand answers, but the circle wouldn’t let me out. Finally my Dad whistled really loud and everything quieted. My Mother stepped forward. “Please listen, before we can tell you anything your wings must be put away. Breathe very deeply and imagine them closing into your back.” As we all closed our eyes and breathed slowly I stood still thinking of the wings going into my back. I was shocked when I actually felt them get smaller and when I opened my eyes my friends had all done the same thing. “Ok” I said turning towards my mother, “ Can you please tell us what’s going on?” Our parents grasped hands once more and started to chant another Latin sounding verse. We all watched as the light around the circle lowered and went out as it touched the ground. When the chant was done and the light was out our parents took us into the kitchen we all sat at the huge table. My friends and I separated to sit with our parents. We sat there silent, no one sure how to begin. Finally after a few minutes my mother spoke up. “I know you girls have a lot of questions and we will try to answer them those as best we can. All I can tell you is the basics of what comes next.” “We went through the same thing when we turned 13 s did our mother’s and their mother’s before them. It has continued down all of our bloodline for generations. The weird thing is it only happens with the girls.” Abigal Stone, who was Tammie’s mom, pitched in. “For now we can’t answer your questions because you must meet the others who will help you with your quest. But if you have any questions later we shall try to answer them later.” My dad said. “Wait what do you mean meet the others there are more people that this is happening to. Why didn’t you tell us anything?” I said in a panicky voice. I was trying not to burst into tears because this was really freaking me out. I could see that Tammy was right where I was while Angie and Cassie were trying to think strong. Rachel just looked like everything had just fallen apart and the world was ending. Kind of how she felt when Greg Saldini had rejected her after she had told him that she liked him. Al I knew was that something new and strange was happening and nothing would ever be the same. “We couldn’t say anything about this before you turned 13 those were the rules. We are about to retire from this and its your turn to take up the mantle.” Danielle Kilties Said. She is Rachel’s mom. She turned to my mother and said “We better get them there he won’t like it if they are late.” At that all the mothers got up and ushered us to the sunroom again. As they formed a circle around us the second time I could tell what was about to happen. “Wait, where are you sending us?” No one said anything. They closed their eyes and began another chant. The wind whipped up again as did the light around the circle. Because of the wind I couldn’t hear what they were saying. As I began to feel like we were moving I gripped my friends hands and we formed a tight circle with each other. The wind got higher and we couldn’t see anything. All the sudden it felt like the ground was falling out from under us. I heard one of the girls screaming but couldn’t tell who it was. We fell for what felt like ten minutes still holding on very tightly to each other. When we finally hit the ground and the wind disappeared I could finally see where we had landed. And we weren’t alone.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 2:13 pm
some grammar mistakes, some mixed up roles and constant repeats,
I LOVE it
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 2:38 pm
Why thank you I hope you like the other one as well it is called heralding
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