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From live2sing- I really liked this! I thought it was great howJacob changed his mind about the fieldtrip and I also liked how the two best friends were in total constrast but could still be friends and could joke about it...(Dylan liked school, and Jacob didn't)


 * Does anyone know some creative character names?** Please comment.

Paisley...Snow....Shaneiqua.... Cibele (pronounced sib-elle).... Tamani...Karan....Khloe...

Eglantine ...Erica ... Fennel ...Fern ...Fuchsia ...
I have been working on a new story. Please comment what you think...

Prologue

I felt a chill creep up my spine. I could feel us losing altitude; we were going lower and lower to the ground below. I could hear the frantic howls of the other passengers around me. It all started one year ago when my father died in a car crash…

**__Chapter one__**

“Aven, come down now!” yelled my mother.

Her scream was equivalent to a lion giving his biggest roar. And before you ask, yes this happens every day. I don’t blame her though, ever since my father, Canna passed away my mother has been in a slump. She hasn’t been herself ever since. The sweet, charming person I knew was now lost in a deep, pitch black tunnel of despair. My father passed away in a car crash one year ago. He was coming home from work, when he was rear-ended. Later that day we got the call.

I remember how difficult it was to focus with all the distractions around me. People came daily to our house with flowers giving their condolences. I know it was very generous of them to make time to feel sympathies for us, but that was seriously the last thing I wanted. I just didn’t want to think about it. That period of time felt like eternity.

It was just two months later when we found out, that we had to move out. My father was the only working adult, and when he passed away there was nobody to pay the bills. We were forced to move. We packed our bags, and left our home in beautiful, sunny, San Diego, California. My mother and I had to relocate to my grandparents’ house in Vancouver, Canada. Which also meant a new school, and I’m just telling you right now it’s not exactly the easiest thing for a 16 year old girl to join a high school in the middle of the year. I was totally against moving, but what choice did I have. After about two weeks I made up my mind that I absolutely hate Vancouver! It was so cold and rainy almost every day. I was rarely ever happy. Everything was changing so fast, but I didn’t want anything to change. I liked it when my family was together, I liked the sunny, warm weather in California, and I liked my old school. I just wanted to be a simple girl, Aven Jennings. I always thought “Why me?”