When I woke up Martin had left. Everything was nice and clean. I grab my keys and went to my garage. I pull out and see my neighbor. They don’t like me very much. They give me odd looks, like i'm a mental case. One time I heard them telling their kids to stay away from me, and that I’m a ticking time bomb that could go off any second. I ignore them; I never smile at them I just stare back. I drive for an hour. I end up in San Diego. I park at a lake. I sit at the edge when it starts to rain. I start watching rain drops hit the lake. I strip down in to my underwear and bra. I dive into the lake. Its freezing cold but my body goes numb, becoming oblivious to the ice cold water. I float on my back and let the rain hit my face. I start to cry and stare up into the rain. I wish the rain could wash the pain away. I feel like a misguided ghost that travels endlessly. My heart seems cold and empty. I never feel anything anymore.
“Mom I’m leaving. I don’t know when I’ll be back. I just need to get away for awhile. Goodbye.” I left a message on my mom’s cell phone. I’m traveling to places I’ve dreamt of going to. I pack up all my clothes, pull out all the money in my bank and head for the road. I drive to northern California. I visit Sacramento. It’s a beautiful town but it was too hot. I slept in my car to save money. I stay in Sacramento for a day and a half. I got tired of the sun light and went back to hit the road. I drove all the way to Oregon. I stop by Salem and stay for an hour. I passed by the coast line to smell the ocean. I put my hand out the window to feel the cool sea breeze. It feels good in my hair. I could almost taste the salt. I end up in the state of Washington. I love it here. I love how the clouds are always gray. I love how it rains. I actually feel happy here. I drive by the beach to see the gray wave’s crash into the sand. The water looks gloomy and depressing, but yet it looks beautiful. I love how the rain is always coming down. It seems to always go away for an hour and come back the next. I drive into the small town of Forks. It seems gloomier here and I love that. I love how the forest is so green and wet. I spend most of my time on the beach. I watch the wave’s crash into the rocks. I watch how the rain hits the ocean waters.
“Hi.” I hear a female voice say. I look up to see a pale girl. She seems 13. She has blonde hair with blue highlights. It looks like she’s broken her nose before. Her eyes are a light green.
“Hi.” I reply, I look back towards the ocean.
“I see you out here every day. I just wanted to say hi.” She walks away with her head down.
“What’s your name?” I call out to her.
“Willow. What’s yours?” she says.
“Alice. You have a pretty name. Would you like to sit with me?’ I ask.
“Sure.” She replies. “Do you live here?”
“Nope. I’m just visiting. Do you live here?” I say.
“Yea, but I wish I didn’t. I want to live somewhere warm, sunny, and bright.” She says looking up to the gray clouds.
“I live in California. It’s sunny there.” I say.
“Why did you come here? It’s so depressing here.” She says looking at me straight in the eyes.
I turn away from her and stare at the waves. “It’s complicated.”
“Just tell me. I’m very mature for my age.” She said.
I look at her and say “I’m searching for my soul.” I look away from her. I could feel her eyes staring at me.
“Oh.” She says. There was a long moment of silence.
“I really like your hair.” I say breaking the silence.
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Rocker Boy
RomanceJust when Alice's band makes it big she losses one of her best friends. what happens to her five years latter when the band try to get back together?
