Sunday, 7 August 2016

Small actions, Big dreams


Author's note

Hey reader, I have decided to create a blog for my own story : My heart somewhere else .
A story about a 17 year old girl (Alison) who falls in love with a troubled boy (Dean) that has gone down a dark , deep spiral of depression. In a matter of time they fall in love with each other but it soon becomes forbidden when Alison is send to live far away from Dean and  he is sent to a hospital. This story is told from the POV of Alison. So from here I leave you to read on and find out about these lovebirds heartbreaking story...

Chapter 1  

I opened my eyes slowly as the morning breeze come through my open window. A small gap in my curtains lets a calm, gentle light into my room. My arm automatically search for my phone beside me. Once my phone is found I turn it on and scan it's screen for the time : 9:30am on a Friday morning. I crawl out of bed , open my bathroom door and jump into the shower washing off the sleepiness. 
"Alison breakfast is ready!" My mum shouts in a weary voice telling me that she has woken up no longer than 15 minutes ago. Finally I grab my favourite pair of jeans that have rips by the knee caps, a white tank top and my converses. I whip my long brunette hair into a bun before jogging down the grande staircase that leads into my kitchen and living room. On the table lays a stack of pancakes witch are covered in blueberry's and maple syrup. "Thanks." I mutter under my breath as my dad enters the room. Me and my dad used to be extremely close before I caught him cheating on my mum while she was with her mum in hospital just before she past away. It hurt like hell to see him in the bed that they share with a younger woman that looked only a few years older than me. Every time I see him it makes my stomach turn and my chest feel heavy as my mum is completely oblivious of the liar that she loves. I will tell her but she is still is in complete shock over her sisters miscarriage and her moms death. I give him a death glare before i sit down and eat my breakfast. Nothing but silence fill the room before Bella (my dog) comes pounding in a jumps up on the chair and mum brings over her food. She eats at the table with us because she is part of out family. And then the comfortable silence is back again.