Post by sparrow on Jan 27, 2009 23:41:31 GMT 12
(feel free to comment inbetween chapters if you like it)
plot:
Growing up as lower class trash, this girl had enough of it one day. There was always drama at home, or wherever she was. Parents torturing each other i different ways, taking it out on her aswell.
She had turned twenty and lived by herself. This girl, named Alicia, or Ally for short, walked away from it all one day.
She had taken out all her money from her bank account and just walked off.
CHAPTER 1: Down and out.
"This is the last stop" the busdriver said and looked back. She was the last person on the bus so she got up from her seat, gave a smile and exited the bus, looking around.
The nature was so odd here. It was in the middle of nowhere, with walls of forests on both sides of the road.
The bus made a slow u-turn and drove off again.
During the hour-long drive, she had decided to use a fake name from now on. She would call herself Amanda from now on. Amanda South. A regular, nice name she thought and inhaled deeply before she started walking.
She was going to try and hitchhike, but she might as well just walk while doing so. The sun was high and although it wasn't intesely hot, it was just hot enough. What a fine day to run away! she mused and listened to the sound of dry asphalt under her shoes.
The road was so quiet, probably due to it being in the middle of the week. This was a stretch between two cities and there wasn't that much inbetween.
Barely even a gas station. It was rather lonely and quiet, so she started humming some songs she loved, but it was hard to remember the lyrics without the help of hearing the songs. Which annoyed her, cause she knew the lyrics. Well, atleast she had tons of time trying to remember the songs.
Whipping her head around at the sound of a car, Amanda smiled and thumbed the driver, hoping he would stop. The car drove by, but seemed to slown down to a halt.
Amanda ran up to the car, "Hi, where are you going?" she asked, leaning to window where the man had rolled down his window. "Not long, to be honest. There's a diner about fifteen minutes from here, and I'm checking some electricity there" he explained. "D'you need a ride there?" he added. Amanda nodded, "yeah" she slowled replied, hoping he would invite her in his car. "Jump in!" he smiled and watched her hop inside to the passanger seat.
"Where are you headed?" he asked, trying to pass the time. Amanda shrugged, "'I'm going to the hotel that's not far away from here.." she tried to remember the name, "ah, okay" he felt she was lying, so he decided not to snoop.
As they both got out of the car, Amanda bobbed her head to the side, "thank you so much for the lift". The man wavered a hand, "no problem at all!" he followed her inside, and went into the kitchen, annoucing his arrival to whoever was in charge back there.
Amanda leaned on the counter, trying to decide what she wanted. "Can I get a strawberry milkshake?" she asked, glancing at the customers who were dining quietly. There were only five people, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry.
Getting her milkshake, she paid for it and sauntered over to the ladies room.
A sterile, white room with a pale light glaring from the ceiling. It was empty, so she locked the door behind her and sighed deeply.
Was she mad for doing this? It felt great, but at the same time, scary and she couldn't help but wonder if she should regret it all and just go home?
No way.
The thought of home made her sick and dizzy.
No way she was ever going home.
Confirming it while staring at herself in the mirror felt better.
She kept staring at the reflection, as if looking for something, or to wait for approval of something.
Someone knocked on the door and it made her heart skip a beat. Amanda quickly grabbed her milkshake and unlocked the door, passing the woman who was waiting.
Face it.
There was nothing left to do but start walking.
She tried finishing her shake in a big gulp, but gave in and threw the rest of it away. It wasn't that good anyway.
Squinting to shield her eyes from the sun, she looked down the road she was going. A breeze made her hair whip and caress her face as she headed down the pale asphalt.
It was just now that she realized she had no watch.
She had hidden her phone at home, to make sure no one contacted her, and since she didn't have a wristwatch, she was now without a clock. In a strange way, it amused her.
She imagined she had walked for about an hour, and she felt a bit frustrated by all the nature around her. Not a sign of anyone living here.
That blasted inn had to be here somewhere. Well, it didn't matter much anyway. She just needed that place to rest, so if it was just down the road or five hours away, there really wasn't any difference.
There were a few passing cars now, but she didn't bother to hitchhike. She'd rather save up her hiking-luck to when she really needed it.
The sun was now hiding behind the walls of forest, and the trees had stretched shadows out over the road, letting it cool off.
Amanda could barely believe that she had done this now. Home seemed so far away, yet not far away enough. It felt like a threat breathing down her neck. As if she had to walk fast so it wouldn't catch up with her. What "it" was, she wasn't sure, but it was something.
Finally she saw a building, and it was perfect, cause she was starting to feel a bit tired from walking. She should have remember to take more breaks. Picking up her pace, it took only a couple of minutes before she was actually standing in the reception.
It was a fairly small hotel and it was very quiet. Amanda came up to the reception, "Hi! Do you have any rooms vacant?" she asked. The woman behind the desk smiled, "Sure we do. How long will you be staying?" the woman typed something on a computer.
"Just till tomorrow" Amanda said while she looked over her shoulder.
A man, sitting in a chair, glanced at her over his newspaper, and she felt his eyes burn in her neck. "D'you want a single room?" the woman asked quietly, Amanda nodded, "mm". she mumbled and got some cash from her pocket.
"What's yout name, then?" the woman asked. Amanda almost panicked, but swallowed and stared at her money,
"Amanda. Amanda South" she said hoarsly.
They exchanged money and the receptionist gave her the key, "you got room 224, it's at the end of the hall. Breakfast is from seven to ten i the morning" the woman said cheerfully.
Amanda smiled at her kindness, "thank you!" she looked at her key while making her way up the stairs.
The man from behind the newspaper got from his seat, "You know what? It's gotten so late, I think I'm gonna book a room, if you have any" he said, folding his newspaper.
The receptionist nodded, "Yeah, sure." she replied, but before she got further, he tilted his head. "Is it possible for me to get room 223?" he raised his eyebrows. The lady looked at him, "eh, yeah, how long are you staying?" she asked.
"Just one night" the man said absentmindedly and glanced at the stairs.
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plot:
Growing up as lower class trash, this girl had enough of it one day. There was always drama at home, or wherever she was. Parents torturing each other i different ways, taking it out on her aswell.
She had turned twenty and lived by herself. This girl, named Alicia, or Ally for short, walked away from it all one day.
She had taken out all her money from her bank account and just walked off.
CHAPTER 1: Down and out.
"This is the last stop" the busdriver said and looked back. She was the last person on the bus so she got up from her seat, gave a smile and exited the bus, looking around.
The nature was so odd here. It was in the middle of nowhere, with walls of forests on both sides of the road.
The bus made a slow u-turn and drove off again.
During the hour-long drive, she had decided to use a fake name from now on. She would call herself Amanda from now on. Amanda South. A regular, nice name she thought and inhaled deeply before she started walking.
She was going to try and hitchhike, but she might as well just walk while doing so. The sun was high and although it wasn't intesely hot, it was just hot enough. What a fine day to run away! she mused and listened to the sound of dry asphalt under her shoes.
The road was so quiet, probably due to it being in the middle of the week. This was a stretch between two cities and there wasn't that much inbetween.
Barely even a gas station. It was rather lonely and quiet, so she started humming some songs she loved, but it was hard to remember the lyrics without the help of hearing the songs. Which annoyed her, cause she knew the lyrics. Well, atleast she had tons of time trying to remember the songs.
Whipping her head around at the sound of a car, Amanda smiled and thumbed the driver, hoping he would stop. The car drove by, but seemed to slown down to a halt.
Amanda ran up to the car, "Hi, where are you going?" she asked, leaning to window where the man had rolled down his window. "Not long, to be honest. There's a diner about fifteen minutes from here, and I'm checking some electricity there" he explained. "D'you need a ride there?" he added. Amanda nodded, "yeah" she slowled replied, hoping he would invite her in his car. "Jump in!" he smiled and watched her hop inside to the passanger seat.
"Where are you headed?" he asked, trying to pass the time. Amanda shrugged, "'I'm going to the hotel that's not far away from here.." she tried to remember the name, "ah, okay" he felt she was lying, so he decided not to snoop.
As they both got out of the car, Amanda bobbed her head to the side, "thank you so much for the lift". The man wavered a hand, "no problem at all!" he followed her inside, and went into the kitchen, annoucing his arrival to whoever was in charge back there.
Amanda leaned on the counter, trying to decide what she wanted. "Can I get a strawberry milkshake?" she asked, glancing at the customers who were dining quietly. There were only five people, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry.
Getting her milkshake, she paid for it and sauntered over to the ladies room.
A sterile, white room with a pale light glaring from the ceiling. It was empty, so she locked the door behind her and sighed deeply.
Was she mad for doing this? It felt great, but at the same time, scary and she couldn't help but wonder if she should regret it all and just go home?
No way.
The thought of home made her sick and dizzy.
No way she was ever going home.
Confirming it while staring at herself in the mirror felt better.
She kept staring at the reflection, as if looking for something, or to wait for approval of something.
Someone knocked on the door and it made her heart skip a beat. Amanda quickly grabbed her milkshake and unlocked the door, passing the woman who was waiting.
Face it.
There was nothing left to do but start walking.
She tried finishing her shake in a big gulp, but gave in and threw the rest of it away. It wasn't that good anyway.
Squinting to shield her eyes from the sun, she looked down the road she was going. A breeze made her hair whip and caress her face as she headed down the pale asphalt.
It was just now that she realized she had no watch.
She had hidden her phone at home, to make sure no one contacted her, and since she didn't have a wristwatch, she was now without a clock. In a strange way, it amused her.
She imagined she had walked for about an hour, and she felt a bit frustrated by all the nature around her. Not a sign of anyone living here.
That blasted inn had to be here somewhere. Well, it didn't matter much anyway. She just needed that place to rest, so if it was just down the road or five hours away, there really wasn't any difference.
There were a few passing cars now, but she didn't bother to hitchhike. She'd rather save up her hiking-luck to when she really needed it.
The sun was now hiding behind the walls of forest, and the trees had stretched shadows out over the road, letting it cool off.
Amanda could barely believe that she had done this now. Home seemed so far away, yet not far away enough. It felt like a threat breathing down her neck. As if she had to walk fast so it wouldn't catch up with her. What "it" was, she wasn't sure, but it was something.
Finally she saw a building, and it was perfect, cause she was starting to feel a bit tired from walking. She should have remember to take more breaks. Picking up her pace, it took only a couple of minutes before she was actually standing in the reception.
It was a fairly small hotel and it was very quiet. Amanda came up to the reception, "Hi! Do you have any rooms vacant?" she asked. The woman behind the desk smiled, "Sure we do. How long will you be staying?" the woman typed something on a computer.
"Just till tomorrow" Amanda said while she looked over her shoulder.
A man, sitting in a chair, glanced at her over his newspaper, and she felt his eyes burn in her neck. "D'you want a single room?" the woman asked quietly, Amanda nodded, "mm". she mumbled and got some cash from her pocket.
"What's yout name, then?" the woman asked. Amanda almost panicked, but swallowed and stared at her money,
"Amanda. Amanda South" she said hoarsly.
They exchanged money and the receptionist gave her the key, "you got room 224, it's at the end of the hall. Breakfast is from seven to ten i the morning" the woman said cheerfully.
Amanda smiled at her kindness, "thank you!" she looked at her key while making her way up the stairs.
The man from behind the newspaper got from his seat, "You know what? It's gotten so late, I think I'm gonna book a room, if you have any" he said, folding his newspaper.
The receptionist nodded, "Yeah, sure." she replied, but before she got further, he tilted his head. "Is it possible for me to get room 223?" he raised his eyebrows. The lady looked at him, "eh, yeah, how long are you staying?" she asked.
"Just one night" the man said absentmindedly and glanced at the stairs.
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