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The Darkest Day
By Jacqueline VanZandbeek
Monday, March 31, 2003
Just a start. Please let me know what you think. Leave a suggestion or comment and be honest.
As darkness falls, Jona knows what is to come. She grabs a book sits on the couch and makes herself appear as if she is deeply involved. Her Mother comes in and Jona knows exactly what she will say. “Okay Jona, time for bed.”
“But Mom, I m just about finished this chapter.” Jona says with a whiny tone.
“All right, finish the chapter, but be quick.” Mother.
Thankful, Jona will be safe for at least another half an hour.
She gets to the last page of the chapter and looks at the clock. She can’t prolong the inevitable. The time comes and mom returns to the livingroom. Announcing loud enough for Jona to be pulled out of her dreaming ways,
“Okay Jona, I’ll tuck you in now.”
“Awe,” mother looks at her with slight irritation. “Yes mom.” Jona replies.
The moon shines brightly into her bedroom through slightly open curtains. Jona lies in bed tossing and turning slipping off into dream land.
Morning comes quickly, Jona wakes and sees it is 7:17 a.m.. Her room seems strange and for a second or two doesn’t know where she is. This sends a rush of adrenaline through her slender body. Looking around she sees things in her room, dresser, a mirror on the wall, her favorite pictures, and clothes on the chair next to her bed. Removing the covers, she shivers as the cold air brushes over her. Her feet are sore like she had been running on the pavement. She reaches down, rubs her feet and feels dampness on one of her hands. Shocked and in a state of panic she races to the bathroom down the hall. Hearing her mom and dad downstairs in the kitchen she moves quickly cleans the blood, and puts a band aid on.
Jona grabs the clothes off the chair beside her bed, dresses and runs downstairs for breakfast. Gathering her books, she heads for school.
Running home from school Jona’s feet are still painful. Getting closer to home she sees her mom in the front yard.
“Hi mom!” but mom didn’t hear her.
She waits until she is half a block away and yells again.
“Hi mom!” with the same loudness as before.
Olana turns to see Jona running, but with a slight limp. As Jona nears their home, mom looks worried. Olana rushes to meet her at the end of the driveway.
“Jona, are you okay?” Olana is worried.
“Yes, Im fine.” Jona lied.
“Is it your foot?” digging for more information.
“Well, yeah . . . I um . . . fell at school, that’s all.” Not wanting to tell her mom because of having to lie about what happened.
“Let’s go inside and take a look at it.” Hoping she can soothe her daughter from the pain.
“It is okay mom, really. The nurse at school put a band aid on it, and it stopped bleeding already.” Digging herself a deeper pit of deceit.
“What do you mean it is okay?” shear panic in her voice. “You were bleeding? How did it happen?” questions of an over protective mother.
“The nurse didn’t call here to say you were hurt!” Now somewhat angry, Olana brings Jona inside. They sit in the front hall and Jona kicks her shoes off.
To be continued . . .
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|Reviewed by Deb Battye
|Jackie write more I need to see where you go.|
|Reviewed by Patricia Gomes
|I'm in total agreement...this could go anywhere. It'll be exciting to see where you take it.|
|Reviewed by Amy Blakeley
|There are a couple of different directions that you can take... I would be interested to see where this goes. Don't abandon this! Good start! Now TAKE it somewhere!|
|Reviewed by Charleen Burge
|Keep it going, sounds real interesting.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|good beginning, jacqueline! looking forward to more! :) (((HUGS)))|