A girl was left on a doorstep when she was only a baby. When she was found by the owners of the house there was also a letter found with her. It told them, what her name was, how old she was, what she is supposed to do as well as who she was suppose...
I wake up with my brother jumping on me shouting 'get up' repeatedly, nonstop.
"I'm up!" I scream basically in his face.
Jacob is instantly quiet, and he looks a bit scared. I admit when I get angry, I get scary. Jacob says that my eyes turn to a darker blue almost black with bits of gold in them and my voice gets deeper. He and our mother used to joke about saying that I was Satans daughter which led to me saying that papa was Satan, it was very funny when no one disagreed with me.
Just thinking about my parents calmed me down. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Jacob shaking my shoulders.
"What do you want?" I ask, more calmly now.
"Get up, it's your birthday! I want to give you your birthday present!" Jacob shouts in my face; his voice is full of excitement.
I quickly push him off me and jump out of bed, choosing a nice, decent outfit to wear and then I ran into the bathroom and hopped into the shower. I was ready in less than 20 minutes. I don't like make-up, so I left my face bare and then ran downstairs to see my brother waiting for me in the kitchen.
"You have to close your eyes." He told me.
I did as I was told and then felt him take hold of my hands and guide me somewhere. I didn't know where we were going until I heard the front door open and the cold morning breeze brush against my face.
"Why are we outside?" I ask.
"Because ......" was the only reply I got from him.
He let go of my hands and told me to stay. Now I feel like a dog, shouldn't I be barking. My thoughts are once again cut off by Jacob telling me to count down from 5 and then open my eyes.
5....4....3....2....1....
When I open my eyes, I see my brother standing next to my dream motorcycle. It is a Suzuki GSX750F. It is black with something else on it, I'm not sure what it is but it looks awesome. It's beautiful, I think I am in love.
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(HER BIKE)
I have wanted one since I was 14. I would beg dad to get me one but he never did. I turn to Jacob and try to smile at him, but I think it turned out to look like a grimace.
"Thank you," I say, however, it came out more like a whisper as I hardly talk, or laugh, or even just smile. Wow, I'm sad.
I think he heard what I was trying to say as he responds with a 'you're welcome'.
"Do you want to give it a test drive?" Jacob asks me.
I nod quickly. I grab the helmet from his hands, which is black with blue areas, and quickly put it on my head.
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(HER HELMET)
I stood next to the bike; I want to name her. I thought for a few seconds and then I thought of the best name.....'shadow', because you know I will never part with her. Wow, I make myself laugh.
I swing my leg over the seat and sat on shadow and then look towards my brother and I see that he is smiling at me. I don't want to leave him, I'm scared if I leave him he might get hurt or even die. I know I am being dramatic, but I saw my house burn down with my parents inside and I couldn't do anything to help, that's one of the reasons why I got someone to teach me how to fight. When I look Jacob in the eyes I see nervousness, but he tries to hide it. I grab the spare helmet, which is just completely black and hold it out to him.
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(HIS HELMET)
His mouth falls open and then he closes it, while his eyes shoot up to look at mine. His eyes asking if he could really come. I nod my head to answer him and not even a second later he had the spare helmet, well his helmet now, on his head and got on shadow behind me.
We both already know how to ride a motorcycle as our dad had one and taught us how. I can't believe he remembered that I have wanted a motorcycle, it's probably because I have wanted one for so long.
When we are both on and ready to go, I start shadow up. I start slow and then I am getting faster and faster until we are zooming through the forest, but still making sure to be careful of the trees.
I didn't know where we were going until we stopped. When we got off the bike and took off our helmets, we both look around. I don't know why but something pulled me here. I look around again and this time something caught my eye, or should I say, someone. A child. A little girl. She looks very scared and I am guessing lost. When she first sees me, she runs away. So I run after her, ignoring Jacob's shouting and his questions on where I was going.
