Forever Gone

The first story I finished and is about 130 pages.
The first chapter

March 23, 2000

“George,” my mom called. My dad came rushing in the living room.
“Yes,” he said. He was wearing his new jeans that mom and I had picked out for him. I giggled. He saw me giggling and came over.
“What is so funny, huh,” he asked. I giggled again. Mom smiled.
“What is so funny,” dad asked again.
I smiled. “You’re wearing new jeans. Me and mommy picked them.”
Mom’s smile was brighter now. “Oh yeah I totally forgot about them.”
Dad rolled his eyes. “Tell me one thing you remember besides on your vampire novels.”
“Vampire, I love them,” I said.
“God, Faye, once you meet one you won’t like it,” mom said popping into one of the seat. “You could love them now when you’re seven, but you won’t love them once you grow older.”
“Seriously Lorraine, ‘You won’t love them once you grow older’,” dad said taking his seat. I took a seat next to mom.
“It’s true,” mom said putting a bagel in the microwave.
“There aren’t any vampires in this world,” dad said taking a sip of his coffee.
Mom shrugged.
“Stay away from me,” Greg shouted from the living room. He came in the kitchen with Spike, our dog. “Mom can’t you make Spike stay away from me. He was in my room when I was changing.”
Mom laughed. “What did you think the dog wanted to see you naked?”
Dad and I laughed. I guess that’s the humor of an author.
“Dad,” Greg complained.
“Alright, alright you put some food in his tray, he’ll stay away from you,” dad answered setting his newspaper down. Greg moaned.
Mom got up and poured food into Spike’s tray. Spike immediately ran away from Greg and went to gobble his food down.
“Thank god,” he said and started to eat his bagel.
Dad looked at the time. “Gotta go.”
He got up and gave mom a kiss on the cheek. “Ew,” Greg complained again.
I frowned. “Greg you complain a lot.”
“Yeah I do. Mom I’m going to Martin’s house today,” my brother said. “We have to this Social Studies project together.”
“Okay, when?”
“At ten, which is like less than twenty minutes,” Greg answered. “Martin’s dad is going to drive me to the library.”
“God, like you couldn’t tell me earlier than this,” mom said.
He shrugged.
“Bye honeys,” dad said and went out the door. Like usual, I look out the kitchen window and saw daddy went in the car and drove away. I went back to my seat. The doorbell rang. Mom went to get it.
“Mr. Nigh, good morning, yes he’s ready,” mom said. Greg drank his glass of milk and jumped out of the seat. He is only eleven, but he was already 5’5. The doctor said that he was tall for his age and if he keeps growing like this he’ll probably end up like six foot something. I, on the other hand, am short for a second grader. I’m not going to admit this to Greg, but I’m jealous of him. Mom and dad are both tall and I want to fit in the family too.
Greg left the house too; leaving only mom and I.
“Alright Faye, I’m going to my study room and you’re going to your room finishing up your little story,” she said cleaning the last dish.
I started to write my first story last week. I am already on page ten and I am proud of that. Mom promised me that she would edit my story and then publish it. I got excited about publishing my own books just like mom. I nodded and went upstairs to my room.
I took out my little notebook and started to write. My story was about how the small little rat saved the big lion. Mom read one to me about the turtle and the rabbit; how the turtle and the rabbit were racing, but the rabbit thought that he would definitely win so he decide to take a nap. At the end, the turtle won because he kept running without stopping. Mom said that this was a lesson, not that I know what lesson meant. But I knew that everything mom says is right because I just know. I got bored at the end and decided to go to mom’s study room downstairs. I took the stairs one by one until I reached to the bottom of the staircase. I knocked on mom’s door.
“Come in,” she said. I opened the door and saw her sitting at her desk. She was wearing one of her big, black framed glasses.
“Mommy,” I called. She looked up. She seemed surprised that it was me.
“Yes sweetie,” mommy said picking me up to her lap. I looked at her computers; she was writing her stories.
“You’re writing your story,” I said. She smiled.
“Yes I am, sweetie,” she said and she kissed my cheeks. I don’t know why she calls me sweetie, but I like it.
“What are you writing about,” I asked.
She looked at me puzzled. “About vampires of course.”
“I know, but why are you writing about vampires,” I asked. I didn’t know what vampires are, but I know they aren’t good because mom always say that you should be afraid once you see one.
She frowned like it was very, very hard to answer. Her wrinkles showed up on her forehead.
“Because I believed there are,” she finally answered.
“You believe in them,” I asked.
“Yes and one day I’m sure I’m going to meet one.”
“You’re going to meet one,” I repeated and my eyes widen. “You said you should be afraid of them.”
“Yes, yes, and yes I did, but I am very interested in it,” mommy answered.
“If they are so dangerous then why are you interested in it,” I asked.
“Like I said, I’m just interested and I don’t know why,” she answered. “Do you know why I named you Faye?”
I shook my head.
“Because your name means fairy and magical creatures and I believed in them all,” she answered.
“So my name has a meaning,” I asked.
She nodded. “Greg doesn’t have one does he?”
“He does have a meaning, but it isn’t as special as yours,” mommy answered.
I smiled. “I’m special.”
She smiled too and gave me a peck on my cheek. Suddenly, my eyes were very tired.
“Mommy, I’m very tired,” I whispered.
She nuzzled in my hair. “Then go to sleep.”
She started humming my favorite song, a song that I don’t know the name of and I fell asleep.

Fairy and Vampire Name

Your fairy is called Feather Goblinglitter

She is a bringer of riches and wealth.

She lives in high places where the clouds meet the earth.

She is only seen in the light of a shooting star.

She wears pale blue like the sky. She has gentle green wings like a butterfly.

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Vampire Name: Selene Arnauld (Minerva of the Balkans)