Chapter 1: Prologue
I knew something was going to happen today, they always do on days like this. But I never expected this I mean come on! This would never happen to anybody else! So why me?
Maybe I should start from the beginning. Stories always seem better and easier to understand that way. It all started the day my adopted parents got me a journal. Oh and did I mention that I didn't know I was adopted! I mean come on, would...I'm getting carried away aren't I? Okay back to the original topic. It started out like any other day for me.
I woke up to the sound of the birds chirping and the sun just peeking above the horizon. 'Time to get up,' I think to myself 'Chores here I come.' I get up and head outside to take care of the animals and check the plants. The animals all consisted of our cows, chickens and rooster, pigs, and sheep. The plants are pumpkins, corn, strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, blackberries, pears, apples, cherries, watermelon, cantaloupe, carrots, lettuce, and broccoli. This was the time of day I loved the most where it was just me, the animals, and the rising sun. My favorite time is during the night though.
I had decided to go for a quick ride on my horse Naka, a beautiful purebred Arabian horse with a raven black colored coat and blood red swirls all over her. She was the fastest horse around and I got her during a festival. She was wild and untamed, and they said any who could tame so that they could ride her could keep her for free. I went up after many other failures, and instead of bringing something like a whip or a saddle, I brought sugar cubes. It was hilarious when I laid them in a line up to me, last one in my hand, and didn't get pummeled immediately. She sniffed around for a bit but soon she ate all the cubes and was eating out of the palm of my hand. It didn't take much longer to get her to let me ride her bareback but it was fun.
She is an amazing horse and completely loyal to me. She won't even let my parents come near her, never mind my sisters. We have entered multiple races and won them all, now we have lots of trophies. When she runs as fast as she can the whole world is a blur and its just the two of us and the wind in our hair. I love the feeling of freedom that comes with riding her. It's one of the best things ever.
We rode for a good hour or two before the sun showed that it was time to head back and start on breakfast for my family. When I got home I made sausages, eggs and cheese, and bacon, a meal that my family would love. As I waited for my family to wake up and come down I said a sudden thought that I didn't think would change or do any harm. 'Today is going to be just like any other day, everything normal with no change.'
But boy how I was wrong.
So you see this is what a usual morning would be like for me. My lazy ass family would all sleep in and not do a thing while I got my but up in the morning. Me! The fucking night owl of the family! Also I've had to cook their meals since I was ten, because if I didn't they would forget to flippin' feed me. And if I just cooked breakfast for myself they would yell at me for being lazy and selfish for not cooking their food. I mean come on! What type of parents forces their child to fend for themselves, then leaves everything to them. Without me we would be living on the streets, bankrupt and hungry. But no they leave EVERYTHING to a freaking ten year old! I've been doing everything for my "loving" family for seven years today. I can't get away for another year or go back into the system! Did I mention I'm adopted? Yeah so it should be no surprise how they treat me, but nooooooo! When I was young I had to believe that they would treat me well. Also!...I'm off topic again aren't I? Sorry, well see ya tomorrow and all that jazz journal. BYE!
AN: Sorry if it sucks. This is my first story and it really just is off the top of my head. Flames are welcomed if they may help improve the story, but anything else will be used to fuel Naka's hate for you. Please don't expect any quick updates, since I'm not really sure where this is going. So ya Bye!