Lindsey michelle andrews's Blog
Posted on May 29, 2009 at 9:00pm
well were can i start, one of my favorit thing to do is as long as it dosn'e in volve school but i i love to get on line and listen to songs all the time.
Wind whiped through the open window of the RX8, I had started to think of my past. Stories that told me how I got to this point, being the most powerful. How I got my little sister, who sat in the back. The scars on my arms and above all the sword that lay in the seat I had dug out to hid it. Life for me in this story went from bad to horriable. Let me start my story back home. But be warned this story has rwist and turns, love and like in every story the all greatful heartbreak. Most of all reveng, something that can be bittersweet at times.
It was a cold night, I was wrapped in my warmes blaket. "Yes she's asleep and im putting her to bed right now." I heard my father, Davied, who was a top ranking general in the US Marines but he wasn't like the generals that you would see in the movies he had a kind heart, tell my mother Sara, through my drowiness. Two seconds later I was on a warm, flat, soft surface and I knew just by the touch that it was my queen size bed.
Tong, Tong, Tong the old grandfather clock said as it woke me at midnight, as I looked into the darkness I saw the out line of a man whome I thought was my father but I was dead wrong. That figure was a unknow creature who was there to kill me. As he loomed over my head I felt warm, wet, saliva on my face as I stared into the eyes of the creature. Since I was a master at swordsmanship I quickly threw my self across the room to the sword case. Broke off the cheep lock, grabed the first sword my hand felt, ran, jumped in the air with the metal held above my head prepared to strike. When the sword came down it cut into the head of the man.
Drawing the blade out slowly, I saw no blood on the steal blade as the moon light sparkled and danced apon the sword. Looking up I saw the eeier smile of the man I had just tried to kill, his head was put back together like my blade had not dug into his head, there wasn't even a scar. Face to face with the creature I ran through my head what to do now bacause foot steps were stomping on the hard wood floor just outside my bedroom door and I was sure that it was my dad coming to see what the jumping wa all about and I knew just as sure as my name is Lindsey Michelle Anderws that he would try to the point of death to kill the monster. Dad would lose his life because of my underestimate of this man and I would come out of this free and alive.
Banging on the floor must have gave the monster some clue that some one was coming. So acting quickly, he glided across the floor behind the main door and hid there. Hearing no more foot steps I felt my father at he door. In no time at all the door flew open and almost came off its henges. The outline of my father appared in a cloud of dust. Walking to me he asked in a kind and steady voice. "Are you okay honey? I heard alot of bumping and I thought that you might be hurt."
The only thing I could do was stare at the door in horror. Suddenly a bloodcurdling scream riped across the room as I watched the man come out from behind the door and right before my eyes the creature sunk his piercing teeth in my fathers neck. I heard the screams and thought that they were coming from some one eles but I realized that they were coming from my mouth, staring into my fathers pain stricken face as he droped to the floor. Releasing my fathers neck from his mouth the man from the pits of hell smiled at me in an evil way. I ran past him as fast asmy little legs could carrie me, while my long dark brown hair flowed behind me.
Running out in the dim lighted hall I found my mother and brother, Josh, who was my cousin who had come to live with us after has father died from an untreated illnes, his mother had run off two days after he was born. "Are you alright, Lindsey? I could hear you screaming all the way to the other side of the hall." Josh asked in an unnerved voice that he only used when he was worried about me. Trying hard as he could to hide his horror but his voice and sky blue eyes gave him away. I would not answer at all. So after many long seconds the silence was broken. "I'm going to see where your father is and mabey he'll tell me whats going on." Mother said as she brushed past in a hurry. Shrieks wailed from the room when she walked in and saw his lifeless body spread across the floor.
"You better tell me what happened now and I don't won't 'beating around the bush' I want answers!" Josh said in a angery voice. Sturding the word out " J-Josh I-I don't k-know what to t-tell you. All I k-know is that a m-man killed d-dad after he tried to k-kill me." Tears had began to run down my face like river and spill to the ground I was looking at. With a death grip Josh huged me. "Hey, its gonna be okay. I know your scared but I..." He was cut off short when he heard the screaming I had prived a moment ago. Unlocking me from his death hug to see what had triggered the scream, he walked down the hall to the lightless room. Not going past the door he saw the horror that lay beside my father, my mothers body. In a flash he was by right by my side, he smiled at me and began to laugh.
"This is no time laugh Josh. Dad is dead and the only thing you can do is laugh about it!" saying in a crackling, angered voice. The laughing only contined. Slapping, punching and kicking did no good to
put a stop to it, it only made the laughing get louder. Giving up I plopped down on the floor, beginning to cry my eyes out until he stoped suddnely and began to whipe my watered face with his ove sized hand. "Why are you crying?" I looked at him with a dombfounded lookon my pitiful, red face. "Well you think that its joke that mon and day are dead. You act like you don't even care about them at all." Smiling at me with a caring face he spoke. "I care more about them then life its self. Where would you get and idea like that?" Getting to my feet I said. "Well you were laughing and, and oh I don't know." He turned on the balls of his feet and walked down the hall.
Gestureing for me to follow him as he walked down the hall. I did as his hand asked me to. Running just to keep up with him he lead me to the bacement, took out a key from his pocket, stuck it in the lock, and opened a door. He walk through the door and stated shuffling through old documents. He came out and locked the door behind him. Not even turning around he threw a white envlop in my tiny hands. "Read it." he told me in a hard voice. riping the envlop with shaking hands I found a yellowed piece of paper addressed to me. I unfoled it now with steady hands.
'My pride and joyful Lindsey I hope you never have to read this but if you have found it then I MUST tell you this. You are cursed my sweet love. I know you have alot of wuestions for me and the one I can answer right now is no I am not cursed. It goes to every other person in my family. You were next. I wish I could take the curse and place it on myself. Sweetheart I still believe that the family that placed it on us my be able too take it away. So travle the world and find them, there name is the Sturlings. More you will need to know is that you have a power but I have no idea what it will be. Your grandmothers power was to lift objects with her mind. Hopefully what the curse will give will be something that will keep you out of trouble. I beg you with all my might please don't get hurt alnog the way. Lindsey as long as you keep your head on your sholders you will live forever. Also a cult will try to kill you and they are the reason that you are cursed and I think that is you destory them the curse will be lifted. I am so vey sorry love, but I would never give you up for the world and I would do any thing to take the curse away.'
Love, your mother,
I couldn't take my clear blue eyes off my mothers neat hand wrighting knowing that she blamed herself for the cause of something that wasn't her fault or something she couldn't prevent. Tears spilled from my now red eyes onto the yellowed piece of paper that held the last of my mothers hand wrighting, the last thing that she could give me. Shaking with rage I asked "Was he here to kill me or the whole family, Josh? I need to know so I can do something about it."
"No Lindsey." Josh said in againg the same hard voice. "He was hear to kill you. Legend has it that someone will whipe out this cult who intend on ending and ruling human life and they think that someone may be you sis."
"Who is this cult ?"
"I don't know what there name is but they change leaders every hunderd years."
I turned on the balls of my feet and went to the stairs. Disoriented as I was I still tried to climb the stairs, it took me a few minutes to get to the top.
"Lindsey you need to calm down and take a deep breath." Josh said as he ran up the steps to meet me. Breathing in and out like he said I should, I asked. "What should I do to keep you safe? If he killed mom and dad then he might try to kill you to get to me." I asked in an serious, calm voice. "Lindsey you need to worrie about yourself and quite worrying about me. I can protect my self," Josh told me. "Besides I know how to..." I turned to see why he had stopped and found the reason. The man had cought my brother on the neck.
Not thinking what I was doing I jumped in the air, twisted my body and angled my legs toword his head. As I had planed I knocked his head off his sholders and slamed it in the wall. Blood spilled onto the floor when I pick Josh off the cold floor. With all my strenth I drug him to the nearest room and started on the wound. Poping and cracking told me danger was coming but Josh was loosing too much blood so I payed on mind to it. I finally got most of the to stop so I went to see what made the poping. When I got back to the hall the horror that met my eyes was just as before, he was back in one piece. I pulled what was left of my strenth and started to twisting and puching, kicking. He wasn't even putting up much of a fight. He acted like we were play fighting. Getting tired of messing with me he grabbed my leg just as I as I was about to jump in the air and used my body like a bat and the wall like a ball he was tring to hit. Finally he droped my broken body to the ground.
"Your not as strong at the protectors say. Why your just a little helpless girl." He laughed as le jumped out the window.
I lay there prepared to die from loss of blood and the cracked bones but when I heard the cries come from the room Joshs screaming was when I grew alert. I dragged my blood spilt body in the room to help. Josh was still bleading but not from his neck but his mouth, eyes and ears were poring dark blood. His teeth were popping out of his mouth and new shiny sharp teeth were forming. I flung myself to his side and started whipping the red dried mess off his pained face with a rag. My hands rubed the forehead and cheekes clean. I moved slowly down his his face to his chine. As I careful rubed the red off his mouth it opened and closed quickly trapping my hand inside his new mouth. thrashing and screaming I tried to to unlatch his tightly closed mouth with out even a budge. With a scream of pain he released my now bloody hand. I cradled it in my good hand as I withered in small pain campared to Joshs.