Oh Gosh.. Another story?.. girl when are you gonna finish the other two...? I never thought that my life was normal. In fact I always thought that I was anything but normal. That is..until I figured out what being the opposite of normal really was. My name is Kally Ackerman. I live in the city of Calistonia. It is highly populated and there are tall business buildings just about everywhere. Its probably about the size of Sacramento. Anyways, I lived in a little condo with my Dad and my sister, Loretta. We have lived there for about 16 years. I have been home schooled my whole life. Only because my dad doesn't trust any of the school's faculty or the students within it. On my 15th birthday I begged him to let me go to school, and told him that it would be the greatest gift ever. To my surprise he said yes, but on one condition. He would decide what school I am going to. I agreed and the search began for a school to go to. After about 3 weeks he came to a conclusion. He would send me to a night school. Now he and I both knew that it is more dangerous for me to be walking to school at night, but it was the closest and cheapest school he could find. On my first day..well.. night of school I walked about 3 blocks to get there. It was a 2 story school. There were a lot of kids going there. It was kind of awkward since most of the kids come in the daytime. I walked in and obtained my schedule for my classes. As i headed down the crowded halls I looked at my schedule. "History first period..eh?" I said quietly to myself. I headed over to my classroom. As I walked in the kids looked at me. I felt really nervous and sat down in the very back. I wasn't looking at them but I felt a chill run down my spine, and I could feel their cold stares pointing in my direction. I heard a bell ring and was so relieved. I sat down and was somewhat ready for class. The teacher walked in. She had long blonde hair. It was perfectly straight. She beautiful blue eyes, that complemented her pale skin colour. She was wearing a pink long sleeve shirt with a v-neck, and a knee-length navy blue skirt. She looked about 5 feet 7 inches. She was taller than me that's for sure. I'm only 5 foot 4 and a half inches. "Class, please be seated." she spoke with a somewhat deep voice. They all sat down in their seats and prepared themselves for the class. I sat in my seat and looked at all the kids. None of them seemed to look friendly. Most of them terrified me. For what reason I'm not sure, but what I did know for sure was the fact that there was something different about this school. Something different indeed.
 xcianna · Thu Oct 30, 2008 @ 06:31am · 0 Comments |
