Post by Luna Lovegood on Jan 1, 2011 14:41:29 GMT -5
Winds of Change
I’m already standing as the school bust stops, and as soon as the doors open I run sprinting out of it. It’s not that I hate being on the bus, moreover that I am just really exited because to day is the day that I get to go to the Saxon Inn!
The Saxon Inn is a really freaking awesome inn in the Catskills, that I go to every year. It’s run by this really awesome family, the Taylors . You might ask why are the Taylors running an inn with a different last name in the title? Well in the last generation of the Saxons, they only had one girl daughter , and when she got married to someone with the last name Taylor, her name changed . The daughters new family still took responsibility of taking care of the inn . Thus the Taylors are running the Saxon inn.
It’s been two years since I’ve been able to go there though . Since last year, I caught ammonia the day before we were supposed to leave , so I couldn’t go. Though I tried to convince my parents that I was fine and perfectly healthy. I think they bought it… until I collapsed on the floor and went unconscious.
“Curse you weak legs , I shall have my revenge“, I thought to myself as I was falling . But the more I thought about it, the more I realized I couldn’t really get revenge on my own body without hurting myself, and due to the fact I’m not emo that’s probably not a bright idea.
But on the Brightside I have no ammonia this year! No ammonia FTW!
I sprint inside the house with the cool early summer breeze in my face .Thank God no one closed the door as I was running or I would‘ve hit face first. because I was running too fast to stop. It also didn’t occur to me that some might close the door until right before hand. After I get inside, I make a sharp left running into my room, Shutting the door behind me.
I change super fast out of my school uniform, into jeans and a white t shirt. I mean I changed so fast, that if there was an Olympics for changing super fast, I would probably get the Gold. Actually more likely silver, because there’s probably some little Chinese kid practicing from birth to do this, just encase that ever happened.
As I throw my school uniform in the clothes hamper. I see a picture on the Chest of drawers, which is located right behind the hamper. It’s a picture from 2 years ago, it’s my fourteen year old self standing next to a drop dead beautiful girl , she is wearing a tight pink t’ shirt and black shorts.
That is the Taylor’s daughter, she helps out at her family Inn, and she is the main reason for me always wanting to go to the Saxon inn. I have had a huge crush on her ever since I was like eight, and best of all this year I get to go on a date with her!
You see last time, when I went there two years ago, I asked her out and she said no. But she said she would go out with me, if I was able to get all A’s for a year strait. At the time I was crushed because the chances of that happening, were the chances of heck freezing over( and that‘s probably why she said it). You see I had always been a C-, D + type of student. But heck must be pretty cold this time year, because I(shockingly) have an A average!
Now that I’m done rambling, I run out of my room and turn the sharp corner again. I head outside where my family is waiting in the car ,so I‘m the last one to get in. Everything was already packed, and stuffed into are SUV this mourning. So we we’re able to leave immediately. Of course as I get in, my sister complains that I took way too long. I just ignore her. We drive off, and my mom looks behind to face me and my sister, and told us that “we were in for a great surprise, when we got there“. I didn’t really know what she meant, so I didn’t think too much about it.
When sitting in the car, I pick up a soft duffle bag filled with clothes and put it against the side of the car, using it as my pillow. And with the white noise of the engine, I went right to sleep. Thus I slept for the three hour car ride from Long Island to the Catskills. But I wouldn’t be ready for what was about to come when I awoke.
I feel the car stop. I open my eyes and to my surprise we we’re not in a small dirt parking lot , but in a giant concrete one. I looked towards my mom and asked “where are we?”
My mom looked back at me then said ”This is the surprise! Last year the Saxon hotel was bought out, and replaced by the River Side Resort, it’s a 5 star hotel, Isn’t that great honey ?” No, that‘s not great; this can’t be true can it?
I relies my mom was looking with that face, you know the face that has a kind of questiony look and she’s expecting you to be really exited, but you‘re not. So I suck it up, fake a smile then said “Wow really? That’s great!”
I look down, knowing that I can’t keep up my smile for to long. ”I’m going to go look around”. I get out of the car as fast as I could , and I just started running, through the cool Catskills breeze. To where? I didn’t know. But I knew that I didn’t want to be there. I leave the concrete parking lot , and I’m now running through trees with the wind blowing braches into my face scratching it up .
Why’d everything change now? What happened to her? Or my date? This whole situation seems has changed as fast as these Catskills winds do. And for me to oppugn everything. Tears are coming to my eyes, and eye can’t handle any of this reality right now.
After around 30 more seconds of running, I’m panting like crazy, so I just start walking. As I walk the ruff, winds that were there earlier have seemed to die down a little, but are still moderately hard . Once I’m tired of walking(which only takes around a minute), I slump down against a tree. Why’d this happen now? I just don‘t get it.
I see something across from me, that frankly I don’t believe. So I rub my eyes then look again. It’s still there. Right across from me, on a tree, four names are carved into a into it . My name , right below me it says her name, And below her’s I notice that both of are younger siblings have their names carved in as well . At the very bottom of the tree it says” Club Cool”. That was the club we made when we were kids. This is are old spot we used to play at, our own “secret” club. We had a fort as well, but that got destroyed years ago in a hurricane. Now I know what you’re thinking ”Club Cool“, really? Hey, at the time I was very proud of that name. It sounded like the coolest name in the world! Now I know it’s not, but I was only 7 at the time, so you can’t really blame me.
Though I can’t believe this is still here. Even more amazing that I ran into this one tree out of millions. I stand up, brush the dirt off my jeans, and start walking. Everything strangely seems more familiar. I still don’t know where I am going, but I know I’m going somewhere I‘ve been before.
I hear running water. I start smiling, then break out in a sprint towards it. There it is, the old river I used to play in. I’m standing right in front of it, inches away from the ledge. With birds chirping, spring just ended the all of the leaves are done growing , and there are flowers on the side of the bank. Also that ruff wind has turned into a cool summer breeze, blowing against my back. This truly is a beautiful site.
I feel something much harder then a small gust against my back, a shove . I’m now in the water drenched. Who the heck shoved me? I stand up in the two feet deep in water.
I hear a familiar female voice say ”It’s been two years, and you didn’t even stop to say hello before you went exploring?” I turn to see her beautiful face with the wind blowing her hair towards me. She’s wearing a Green Day T shirt, and jeans with holes in them. I can’t believe that she’s in front of me. I can’t help but wonder, why is she here?
”I thought your family sold the inn, and moved?” As I say this my face probably look like I just saw a ghost, ‘cause that’s what I feel.
“We sold the inn but we’re still running it, we would never leave it”.
She reaches her hand towards me, too help pull me out of the water. The winds just changed and I feel them almost blowing me towards her, I grab her hand, and as I grab it something hits me.
The winds change as often, as are everyday lives. While once in a while you may think that you have been hit with a hurricane, or even a banquet of gales, that may diminish your hopes; More often than not, that hurricane turns out to be a puny gust, in the grand scheme of things, so it’s best to go with the flow, and look for the cool summer breeze in that hurricane, because it is almost sure to appear. So with me saying the most poetic thing I‘ve ever said in my life, and our hands intertwined ,I don’t think there could be a better end to this story.
Revised
Though this would be a nice ending, life doesn't always end like a Fairy Tale; Even if the dragon is slayed by the knight, it doesn't come without loss. Whether you're talking about millions of people being injured, or killed during wars, Dumbledore dying, or the many martyrs through out history.
Winds are not exempt from this,though they may have killed billions of people since the dawn of man , They have caused some good. One day at a Time Lord Rock concert, The winds destroyed the building. Killing one,Paul Derham.
I’m already standing as the school bust stops, and as soon as the doors open I run sprinting out of it. It’s not that I hate being on the bus, moreover that I am just really exited because to day is the day that I get to go to the Saxon Inn!
The Saxon Inn is a really freaking awesome inn in the Catskills, that I go to every year. It’s run by this really awesome family, the Taylors . You might ask why are the Taylors running an inn with a different last name in the title? Well in the last generation of the Saxons, they only had one girl daughter , and when she got married to someone with the last name Taylor, her name changed . The daughters new family still took responsibility of taking care of the inn . Thus the Taylors are running the Saxon inn.
It’s been two years since I’ve been able to go there though . Since last year, I caught ammonia the day before we were supposed to leave , so I couldn’t go. Though I tried to convince my parents that I was fine and perfectly healthy. I think they bought it… until I collapsed on the floor and went unconscious.
“Curse you weak legs , I shall have my revenge“, I thought to myself as I was falling . But the more I thought about it, the more I realized I couldn’t really get revenge on my own body without hurting myself, and due to the fact I’m not emo that’s probably not a bright idea.
But on the Brightside I have no ammonia this year! No ammonia FTW!
I sprint inside the house with the cool early summer breeze in my face .Thank God no one closed the door as I was running or I would‘ve hit face first. because I was running too fast to stop. It also didn’t occur to me that some might close the door until right before hand. After I get inside, I make a sharp left running into my room, Shutting the door behind me.
I change super fast out of my school uniform, into jeans and a white t shirt. I mean I changed so fast, that if there was an Olympics for changing super fast, I would probably get the Gold. Actually more likely silver, because there’s probably some little Chinese kid practicing from birth to do this, just encase that ever happened.
As I throw my school uniform in the clothes hamper. I see a picture on the Chest of drawers, which is located right behind the hamper. It’s a picture from 2 years ago, it’s my fourteen year old self standing next to a drop dead beautiful girl , she is wearing a tight pink t’ shirt and black shorts.
That is the Taylor’s daughter, she helps out at her family Inn, and she is the main reason for me always wanting to go to the Saxon inn. I have had a huge crush on her ever since I was like eight, and best of all this year I get to go on a date with her!
You see last time, when I went there two years ago, I asked her out and she said no. But she said she would go out with me, if I was able to get all A’s for a year strait. At the time I was crushed because the chances of that happening, were the chances of heck freezing over( and that‘s probably why she said it). You see I had always been a C-, D + type of student. But heck must be pretty cold this time year, because I(shockingly) have an A average!
Now that I’m done rambling, I run out of my room and turn the sharp corner again. I head outside where my family is waiting in the car ,so I‘m the last one to get in. Everything was already packed, and stuffed into are SUV this mourning. So we we’re able to leave immediately. Of course as I get in, my sister complains that I took way too long. I just ignore her. We drive off, and my mom looks behind to face me and my sister, and told us that “we were in for a great surprise, when we got there“. I didn’t really know what she meant, so I didn’t think too much about it.
When sitting in the car, I pick up a soft duffle bag filled with clothes and put it against the side of the car, using it as my pillow. And with the white noise of the engine, I went right to sleep. Thus I slept for the three hour car ride from Long Island to the Catskills. But I wouldn’t be ready for what was about to come when I awoke.
I feel the car stop. I open my eyes and to my surprise we we’re not in a small dirt parking lot , but in a giant concrete one. I looked towards my mom and asked “where are we?”
My mom looked back at me then said ”This is the surprise! Last year the Saxon hotel was bought out, and replaced by the River Side Resort, it’s a 5 star hotel, Isn’t that great honey ?” No, that‘s not great; this can’t be true can it?
I relies my mom was looking with that face, you know the face that has a kind of questiony look and she’s expecting you to be really exited, but you‘re not. So I suck it up, fake a smile then said “Wow really? That’s great!”
I look down, knowing that I can’t keep up my smile for to long. ”I’m going to go look around”. I get out of the car as fast as I could , and I just started running, through the cool Catskills breeze. To where? I didn’t know. But I knew that I didn’t want to be there. I leave the concrete parking lot , and I’m now running through trees with the wind blowing braches into my face scratching it up .
Why’d everything change now? What happened to her? Or my date? This whole situation seems has changed as fast as these Catskills winds do. And for me to oppugn everything. Tears are coming to my eyes, and eye can’t handle any of this reality right now.
After around 30 more seconds of running, I’m panting like crazy, so I just start walking. As I walk the ruff, winds that were there earlier have seemed to die down a little, but are still moderately hard . Once I’m tired of walking(which only takes around a minute), I slump down against a tree. Why’d this happen now? I just don‘t get it.
I see something across from me, that frankly I don’t believe. So I rub my eyes then look again. It’s still there. Right across from me, on a tree, four names are carved into a into it . My name , right below me it says her name, And below her’s I notice that both of are younger siblings have their names carved in as well . At the very bottom of the tree it says” Club Cool”. That was the club we made when we were kids. This is are old spot we used to play at, our own “secret” club. We had a fort as well, but that got destroyed years ago in a hurricane. Now I know what you’re thinking ”Club Cool“, really? Hey, at the time I was very proud of that name. It sounded like the coolest name in the world! Now I know it’s not, but I was only 7 at the time, so you can’t really blame me.
Though I can’t believe this is still here. Even more amazing that I ran into this one tree out of millions. I stand up, brush the dirt off my jeans, and start walking. Everything strangely seems more familiar. I still don’t know where I am going, but I know I’m going somewhere I‘ve been before.
I hear running water. I start smiling, then break out in a sprint towards it. There it is, the old river I used to play in. I’m standing right in front of it, inches away from the ledge. With birds chirping, spring just ended the all of the leaves are done growing , and there are flowers on the side of the bank. Also that ruff wind has turned into a cool summer breeze, blowing against my back. This truly is a beautiful site.
I feel something much harder then a small gust against my back, a shove . I’m now in the water drenched. Who the heck shoved me? I stand up in the two feet deep in water.
I hear a familiar female voice say ”It’s been two years, and you didn’t even stop to say hello before you went exploring?” I turn to see her beautiful face with the wind blowing her hair towards me. She’s wearing a Green Day T shirt, and jeans with holes in them. I can’t believe that she’s in front of me. I can’t help but wonder, why is she here?
”I thought your family sold the inn, and moved?” As I say this my face probably look like I just saw a ghost, ‘cause that’s what I feel.
“We sold the inn but we’re still running it, we would never leave it”.
She reaches her hand towards me, too help pull me out of the water. The winds just changed and I feel them almost blowing me towards her, I grab her hand, and as I grab it something hits me.
The winds change as often, as are everyday lives. While once in a while you may think that you have been hit with a hurricane, or even a banquet of gales, that may diminish your hopes; More often than not, that hurricane turns out to be a puny gust, in the grand scheme of things, so it’s best to go with the flow, and look for the cool summer breeze in that hurricane, because it is almost sure to appear. So with me saying the most poetic thing I‘ve ever said in my life, and our hands intertwined ,I don’t think there could be a better end to this story.
Revised
Though this would be a nice ending, life doesn't always end like a Fairy Tale; Even if the dragon is slayed by the knight, it doesn't come without loss. Whether you're talking about millions of people being injured, or killed during wars, Dumbledore dying, or the many martyrs through out history.
Winds are not exempt from this,though they may have killed billions of people since the dawn of man , They have caused some good. One day at a Time Lord Rock concert, The winds destroyed the building. Killing one,Paul Derham.
