Showing posts with label Serene. Show all posts
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Serene Part 2


Here is a continuation of my "nameless" story.

The Volvo pulled into a spot and the engine cut off. The door opened and a small slender woman got out. She wore her hair natural and it was pulled back into a large puff. It gave her a younger than she is appearance. She wore scrubs.

This must be her, Serene thought.

“Hey boys,” Said the woman. “Your mom is late as usual, huh?”

“Hows it going Dr. Griffin.” Of course, Toby was the first to speak.

Lance mumbled his hellos.

“Of course she’s late, she wouldn’t be herself if she was.” Toby continued.

Dr. Griffin then turned her attention to me. “And you must be Serene.” I nodded yes. She held out her hand for me to shake.

As I reached for it, she pulled me off of the bench into a hug. I froze, not expecting this. I’ve never been giving such a warm welcome. It was…nice.

I could hear the twins laughing next to us. I guess I was making my surprise obvious.

“I’m so glad you’re finally here. Let me look at you.” She stepped back and motioned with her finger for me to spin around.

I hesitated and decided to do what she said. I turned around giving her a full 360 of what she was getting herself into.

“You look just as beautiful as your mother.” As she said that a hint of sadness flashed across her face, but it disappeared just as quickly.

“Yeah, I get that a lot, from the people who remember her.” I finally spoke.

She started laughing. I looked at her confused.

“And you sound just like her!” She looked up and paused for awhile, she looked lost in her memories.

“Uh, Dr. Griffin,” I said, “are you okay?”

“Huh, oh sorry. Wait. Don’t you dare call me Dr. you can call me Patricia or Pat whichever you prefer.”

“Alright, I will, Pat.” I smiled. I did like her.

“Let’s get you home and settled in. You look exhausted.” She took up my single suitcase. “Is this all you have?”

“Yes, just that and this book bag.” I said while holding up the worn out JanSport for her to see.

“Well you’re not one to fill the stereotype.” She laughed to herself. “Later boys. Say hi to Jen for me.”

“We will.” They said in unison.

I nodded my goodbyes to them.

“See you in school Serene.” Toby said as he waved.

Patricia put my suitcase in the trunk as I got in on the passenger side. The car was nice and cozy, and the seats extremely comfortable, a pleasant change from the bus.

Patricia got in and started the engine.

“Welcome to ______. I’m sure you’ll love it here.”

That was the last thing she said as we pulled out of the parking lot headed to my new home.

The was gorgeous. It was a small but noble home off the road into the woods. I could see it through the trees as we pulled up. It had white-washed brick with a small front porch with a swing chair. When we finally made it out of the trees I realized that my perception was extremely wrong.

The house was small, but the land on it was huge. It appeared to be about a full two cleared acres. Most of the land was fenced in. In the distance I could see the reason for it. A few horses were eating grass in the distance. I could see a small animal get up for the grass and start running toward us. As it approached I could see it was a dog.

“I hope you like dogs.” Patricia said with a smile. “He won’t bite, He loves people.”

Patricia parked the car and we got out. The dog ran jumped through the wooden spaces in the gates and charged at us.

Patricia held out her arms in anticipation for his welcome, but the dog ran right passed her at me.

I wasn’t afraid of dogs and I actually liked them, but I didn’t expect this welcome I was receiving. The dog got on his hind legs and wagged his tale while barking in my face. He seemed friendly enough. His face even looked like it was smiling.

“Well, that really hurt my feelings Duke. We have a newcomer and you all but forget about me.”

Duke turned his attention to Patricia at the sound of his name and they had their moment together. I used this time to recover and wipe the dirt off my clothes. These welcomes were really going to take getting used to.

“Your home is beautiful.” I commented as we headed into the house. “And I can’t believe you own horses.”

“Thanks Serene, I’m glad you like it. And almost everyone around here does. It’s a huge pastime up here. You can even ride one of my baby’s to your school if you want.”

My eyes widen in surprise.

Patricia laughed in my face. “A lot of the kids do, its cheaper and it gives the horses some good exercise. Do you know how to ride?”

I shook my head. It was an amusing thought to think of students riding horses onto school grounds. I did see a number of riders on the drive here, but I didn’t expect that.

“Well you best ought to learn if you want to fit in.”

The inside of the house was just as amazing as the out. All along the shelves and on tables were books. My heart jumped at the thought of being able to crack open all of these foreign titles.

Patricia noticed my new mood. “I take it you like to read.”

I nodded hurriedly.

“Well feel free to read any book you wish. I been so busy at the hospital that I’m afraid I’ve been neglecting them.”

Patricia led me upstairs before I could start looking through the titles. The house appeared to be three bedrooms, one to the left of the stairs and two to the right. The bathroom was on the left side. She led me to the room far to the back on the right side.

“You go first, I hope you like it.”

I opened the door and found myself in a lovely room with a little hallway leading into it. The closet was in the hallway. A gorgeous oak dresser was right at the end of the hallway. Once I entered the main part of the room I was greeted by the sun. My window was set so that it was engorged by sunlight.

“I hope you like your view, I picked this room because of it. If you don’t like it you can always move into the other one.”

“No, no, I love it.” I said in awe.

I huge oak bed took up most of the room and it was made up with a plush flowerly quilt. In the corner of the room were a desk and a bookshelf waiting to be stocked with books. On top of the desk was a small gift box.

“You shouldn’t have.” I said turning to face Pat.

“She smiled at me, its nothing big, I think you’ll like it. Go, open it.”

I walked across the room and picked up the box. It felt light. I took off the wrapper and held up a burgundy jewelry box. I opened the box and inside was a small pendent it was in the shaped of a star fish with a cluster of jewels in the center.

“Its beautiful.”

“It was your mother’s.”

I looked up amazed. “Really…”

“Yeah, your mother and I were best of friends. So naturally I would have borrowed a lot of stuff from her.” She laughed at this part. “I had borrowed this necklace from her a few weeks before she ran away with your dad. It was her favorite, but she never bothered to get it from me and just told me to keep it. I think its best for you to have it.”

“Thank you.” I smiled at Patrica with a renewed appreciation. She had given me something I had never had. Something that my mother owned and wore and loved. My dad had to sell anything that was worth anything when my mom died in order to pay bills and take care of me.

“Well, I’m going to get out of your hair. I have to get dinner started anyways.” Patricia walked out of the room with Duke on her heel.

I sat down on the bed still holding the necklace. After a few minutes I felt a few tears land on the pendant and I broke out of my trance. I put on the necklace and walked over to the mirror. It was beautiful. I looked at myself closely. Patricia said that I looked just like her mother. I changed the way I looked at myself and attempted to see her, the woman that I never really knew. I sighed at my failure and began to unpack.

I had only been in town for an hour and already I was falling in love with this place.

I’m sure there was much more for me to discover.

I hope you enjoyed it.

Edited to say: Whenever I put '_____' this signifies that I don't have a suitable name for it just yet.

Serene Part 1


Here is the first 2 pages of one story I started a few nights ago. I hope you enjoy it.

I’ve always loved books. The stories that could be told on their pages have always held me captive. I could spend hours browsing library and bookstore shelves, and I do. I’ve always seen it as a way to escape from this reality, much to be pleasure. Books have always held that for me.

I didn’t own many books, but if there was one thing that always went with me wherever I moved, it was my books.

My mother is dead, and my father absent, leaving me alone; an only child with no siblings and no parental figure, but plenty of other family that didn’t want anything to do with me. My mother past at childbirth and at the tender age of 7 my father decided he didn’t want anything more to do with me.

So I’ve moved around a lot most of my life. I’ve found myself being passed around like a hand-me down that no one wanted, but just couldn’t get rid of. But I’ve come to enjoy each. Each new place I come live at brings me new libraries and unexplored bookstores to spend my days.

And that is exactly the situation I found myself in today, sitting on a Greyhound Bus heading to a new house, or “home” as my social worker called it. He considered this one a promising place. I’ve learned to ignore these fantasies of his.

I was headed to a small town right on the east side of North Carolina. I had started my journey from Georgia just a measly 15 hours before, would be pulling into the station in less than 30 minutes.

I picked back up the book I had been reading, before I got lost in thought. I began reading and found myself stranded on a small deserted island with a bunch of bratty boys, The Lord of the Flies, one of my favorites. Something about seeing humans at their worst attracted me.

I had just gotten to the part where the boys discovered the fallen pilot when the bus slowed down. We had gotten off of a main street and were headed into town. My social worker had kindly informed me that the town was small, only home to a bit more 500 residents. He thought I would like the place, being as anti-social as I am. But what he doesn’t understand is that the less people there are, the greater chance of me standing out.

The town wasn’t much; I could tell that we were passing through what would be the downtown district. There were a few quaint stores. One in particular looked promising. I small sign over it said Bottom Shelf; the words were set over a stack of books. I made a mental note to check out the store later.

The bus turned into the parking lot of the bus station, which was nothing more than a trailer made-up into a ticket station. I stuffed my book back into my book bag and headed off of the bus. Two other people were getting off with me. They were two boys, had to be about my age, and twins. I had seen them get on the bus at a stop we made a few hours back.

I looked around. It appeared that my new “keeper” wasn’t here yet. I grabbed my one suitcase and headed over to one of the benches to wait.

With a new place comes new friends, well that’s the saying, but I never expected to make any and I never wanted to. What was the point? But to my dismay one of the twin boys noticed me. He spoke to his brother who was unloading his stuff and he glanced at me. They headed over my way with broad smiles on their faces. I tensed up not looking forward to an unwelcome social situation, but did my best to put on a small smile.

The twin who noticed me was the first to speak “Hey, you must be.....”

“Serene.” His brother finished his sentence.

I was taken aback by the fact that they knew my name, but then I realized that news must have spread before I even arrived.

“Yeah, that’s me. It’s nice to meet you…uh…”

“It’s Toby,” again the one who had noticed me spoke, “and this is my brother Lance.”

Lance nodded at me. He seemed like the reserved brother out of the two, much more likeable than his over-friendly brother Toby.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you.” I smiled weakly.

Toby continued, “I hope you don’t think it’s weird that we already know about you. But you are staying with Dr. Connie aren’t you?”

I motioned to speak, but he didn’t even give me a chance.

“She’s like one of the main doctor’s in this town and everyone loves her. She lives all alone, so its good that she’ll finally have some good company.”

“Toby.” Lance interrupted, and placed a hand on his brother’s shoulder.

“Oh, sorry. I do that a lot,” Toby laughed softly to himself and sat down beside me.

I gave a look of thanks to Lance who nodded back before he sat down on my other side. He seemed to understand me.

Five minutes with by without a sound from them, although Toby seemed to want to speak really badly.

They didn’t seem as bad as I first thought, Toby was a bit too friendly, but Lance knew how to keep his brother in line.

Finally, after a bit more waiting a white Volvo pulled into the parking lot.


I still haven't come up with a name for it. So right now it'll stay "nameless."

 
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