It was such a warm sunny day, almost made you question why you would want to move away. This is what had to be done though; this home and town carried too many memories for one person to handle. It would be a year ago in two weeks when my father and mother both passed away in the treacherous fire. You would think that I would be so sad but yet I can't feel any emotion, almost as if I lost my spirit and soul when that fire took away my parents. Now I'm on my way to some town I can't even pronounce the name of to live with my aunt and uncle, an aunt and uncle I haven't even since I was ten years old. I can't understand why this all had to happen to me but then again I couldn't care less either, now all that's left for me to do is just sit and wait until my clock has stopped ticking and I don't have to think anymore. Only god knows I couldn't wait for that moment, for existence to end for me and no longer continue to linger on for time. As I got into my cab and ventured of f that all I could continue to think about.
The time had gone by so fast I hadn't even noticed that 4 hours had flown by, and I seen the big white welcoming sign "Welcome to Tar taros." It was a place of colors, greens in the grasses and trees, blues, pinks and yellows throughout the sky, I couldn't believe my eyes it was so beautiful and warming. We drove on for about another half an hour and then pulled up to a large blue house with two gigantic white framed windows on both sides of the front door. The door which was white was very large as well, it would seem that everything about this house would be large, before I could even go on to look at the rest of the exterior of the home a slender woman with long flowing blond hair stepped out the door. "Oh Christina" She exclaimed with both excitement and sadness in her face. The cab driver opened my door for me and my Aunt Janelle pulled me into her arms and held me very tightly for a few moments. "Welcome to your new home honey, things will be ok I promise you." Just at that moment before I could speak a bulky man stepped out the door, this is was my uncle, a face I would never forget for he was identical to my father. In that instant I broke free of my aunt's grip and ran to him and embraced him rather than someone embracing and comforting me.
"Christina, it has been so long sweet heart, vie missed you" my uncle sighed. "Uncle Bill the feeling is extremely mutual!" I exclaimed. We began to unload my things from the cab; I didn't have much a few suitcases of clothing and a couple boxes of personal decorative material like my pictures and stuff. Inside was just as beautiful as the outside and just as large; there was a wide long foyer almost like what you would see in a mansion, a long winding staircase and you could see the doorways leading off to the living room, dining room and kitchen. It was so amazing; we went upstairs to my room which was almost the size of the living room. It had a very large canopy king size bed, one window, a desk with a computer already there and my own bathroom. I felt like I was a princess in a fairy tale. "Well what do you think?" my aunt asked me. "I think, I think I feel like I'm dreaming, this is all like something out of a fancy fairy tale movie, it's truly amazing." My aunt laughed at me and told me she would leave me to unpack my things and settle in. There was just one thing going through my head, where is the TV. I couldn't believe it I had no TV; I was going to lose my mind.
I started unpacking and putting things where I saw fit, by the time I was done the sun was going down and I was exhausted. I walked over to my window and looked out, my window faced the backyard which was more so a forest but none the less still beautiful. I thought about what my life was going to be like living here, would it be horrid, fun, and dramatic? What would it be like? Just at that moment in my gaze of thoughts I heard my uncle yell supper time. I headed down the winding stairs to the kitchen where my aunt and uncle were both already seated. "If you don't mind, I'm not very hungry and I'd rather just go to bed, it's been a long day." My aunt sighed and nodded, my uncle well he understood a little more "it's alright Christina, you go and get some rest we can do some talking tomorrow about your new high school and means of transportation and such, and after all you start in a week." I was definitely not happy to hear the whole school thing "sounds great uncle Bill I will see you guys in the morning, good night." I slouched and glided my feet across the floor until I reached the stairs and made my way back to my room.
I lied on the bed and just nestled myself in between the fancy pillows, it was soft and warm, so comforting. Exactly what I needed at this time some peaceful sleep. I closed my eyes while my imagination began to whirl and let my dreams carry me away into a deep sleep. "Follow me young one, this way." A soft ware voice said to me. I began to follow the echo of the voice, through weeping willow trees, flowers upon flowers and fields of grass. When I came to a halt, at a very large rigid old gate. It seemed to be standing in the middle of the field with no fences connecting to it, like it was just there for decretive reasons. Then I heard it again much close though, behind me, I spun around to face a very broad man with black hair, black as the night's sky, deep brown eyes and a look that held you in a moment. He grabbed me "Let go, Help" "HELP" I shouted, realizing I was still in my bed above the covers and perfectly safe. All I could think of was the face of that man, what did he want, why did I dream of such a thing. I couldn't understand why I had such a dream and one that was so real, or seemed as if it were. I had to try and steady my breathing, I had sweats and my breath was over exerting, my first nightmare or at least my first of ones I could remember. I was bound to have had many as a child but it's not like I could remember them anyhow. I took a glance at my window and noticed it was still dark out so, I figured that I might as well just go back to sleep. The only thing was could I now? I was pretty freaked out now and I wasn't too sure I wanted to wonder the house, due to its size I just might get lost. So I lay on my bed just thinking about the horrid nightmare I had just encountered. The man who had grasped my arm, well I was picturing him again, I noticed he was very charming looking. His eyes had an amazing fierce hold if you stared into them. I tried to think of whether or not I had come across someone that looked like him before, or if I had seen a photo in some book that resembled him, that might explain more so where this man had come from. I had no knowledge of ever knowing this man, so where did he come from. I sat and re-played the dream in my head again, why did I freak out in my dream, he only grabbed my arm, could he have been warning me about something, why did I just assume he was going to hurt me. Frustrated as I was I couldn't get this picture out of my head. I grabbed a pillow and held it over my head so that I could try and smother the thoughts, though it didn't work I did fall asleep trying.