Chronicles of the Underworld

Nighthaunt

Chapter One:

Rowena

My family sucks. My father works two shifts as a military man, my mother has problems in her head, my brother is an idiot. My other brother is twenty four years old and doesn’t want to have anything to do with our family. Don’t blame him. I wouldn’t have anything with this family either. Is just that I can’t. How I wish to get away from this place.

This is our fifth house in past two years. My dad has moved us once again without consulting me and my brother. Says that mom has to go to another clinic. Like that’s going to help. We live in Lycanthropic Drive no. 13. Nice name. We have a two floor house, made out of red brick and a nice lil’ garden in back of the house. My room is on the second floor, right form the stares next to the bathroom. I’ve put my favorite picture above my bed, next to my desk where I am sitting now. I’m staring through the window and I see some teens from around here that are having a picnic in the park in front of my house. My brother is with them. Hope they call for me. Not. I’m fine on my own. Oh, Jillian is calling me down. I’ll pretend I didn’t saw him.

I hate my brother. He’s so good in everything. He’s daddy’s little boy who knows everything. He’s 17 years old and I can’t stand him. Ever since we’ve started moving he’s became more annoying than ever.

And me? I’m 15 year old girl, with snowy eyes and blonde hair. At least that’s what I see in the mirror. I hate myself! I hate everything! My thin waist, legs and arms, my grayish skin and flat torso. Is there a place for me? Will I find it? I’m going for a walk. Hopefully these teens will see me and get out of my way.

Ahh, is there a friend for me?