I have characters, since I figured you would like to know how the character's look like :

Name: Elisa Wiggins

DOB: September 21, 1990

Name: Draco Malfoy

So for now those are the characters for now, but when a new character will come up, there will be a picture :) Still some ideas would be nice.  And links for character profiles. Also, if someone would like to make a story banner, I always thought they were good for stories :) thanks <3

             It was as if I was floating or something. I knew that I couldn’t touch the ground or anything for that matter, but I could see everything. It wasn’t like I saw what was happening to me at that very moment, but I knew my surroundings. It was peaceful. All I could see though was my one true love; my father. He meant so much to me and Ryan that he will always have that special place in my heart. My heart felt like it gave way as I slowly descended downward into the pit of darkness as soon as I saw him.

            “I think she is waking up!” I heard Gracie voice go shrill as I tried to move, but I felt as though my arms were pinned down to my side.

            “Gracciee..?” I wasn’t sure of where I was at, but it was at more comfortable then the wall I was pushed against. God!? was all I could say to myself as I remember the afternoon’s events.

            “Kaylee, I’m right here. Hold on. MOM!”

            I had now figured out where I was and was very grateful it wasn’t my own house because my mom just would have taken one look at me and said I was faking and then would leave to go hit the pub. I hated my mom more than ever before.

            “Kaylee, darling, here put some ice on your head you have a nasty welt growing there.” Mrs. Pitches cooed in my direction. Do you understand now why I live at Gracie’s house more then my own?

            “Thanks.” I grabbed the ice pack from her hand and placed in on the back on my head just as she the leaving the room. I was sore everywhere, it was even painful to blink, but I fought back the urge to close my eyes in fear that I might not wake up and right now I couldn’t do that to Gracie. Not again.

Flashback Begins:

            “Mom, can you pass the mashed potatoes to me please?” I asked from across the table.

            With out saying anything she just handed me the bowl and kept eating her food almost like I wasn’t even there. I looked down at my hand and began to fidget with my long sleeve shirt.

            “Your school called today.” She finally said and put down her fork and stared at me. “They called to inform me that you have long, thin scratches up and down you arms. Is that true?”

            “Maybe.” I whispered without meeting her eyes.

            “Well then, I told them that it was our new kitten that didn’t play very nice.” With that being said she began to pick up her fork again and eat as though we were done.

            “You mean you don’t care that I am cutting myself!?” My voice was on the point of hysteria because I could not believe that she just didn’t care that I was hurting myself. “What if I was trying to kill myself mom? You’re saying that it wouldn’t matter to you?”

            “I just think you are trying to call out for attention and to be honest I’m not going to buy into it. Now finishing eating, I’m off to go out with the girls.” She got up from the table walked over to the sink and washed her dish, grabbed her coat and set off out the door. “Don’t stay up too late!” she called as she shut the door and bolted it.

            Waiting till her car left the driveway; I grabbed the nearest bottle of rum and ran up the stairs and into my mom’s bathroom where she kept her sleeping pills. I grabbed the whole bottle and went to my room and shut the door. I sat there for a minute and decided that the only other place that is happy is with my dad and well he isn’t on earth anymore. I tore off the lid on the medicine bottle and popped as many into my mouth at once as I could and took the biggest swig of rum. I sat and I waited.

            Within five minutes I began to feel sleepy. I began to cry. I couldn’t believe I was doing this to myself. I instantly regretted my stupid decision. I pulled out my cell phone from my pocket and dialed Gracie’s number.

            “Hello?”

            “Gracie…” I couldn’t even tell her what I had done to myself. I just sat there and sobbed on the phone. That was the last thing I remember before I woke up again.

            Before I knew it I found myself in the hospital with Gracie and her mom.

Gracie saved my life that night.  

Flashback Ends

“What happened?” I asked, when I came back to reality.

“Well, Jason pushed you enough that you hit your head on the wall and just as he was about to pretty much slam you – some guy came through and basically pulled him off of you and dragged him away and beat the crap out of him. He then approached you and asked me where I should take you and I offered to bring you here. So from that point he carried you all the way to my house.” Gracie was gasping for breath now.

“Woah, I don’t remember anything, just up until the part where I blacked out.”

“ ’Scuse me Miss Young?” came I a deep male voice from the background of the room. “Mrs. Pitches said you were awake now, but if you’re not feeling up to it then we can talk later.”

   “NO! Now is great.” I almost screamed at him because he scared me. As I glanced up at the man I remember seeing him before. Wait a second.. he is the guy that I ran into in the hallway the other day..

“Well I was sent to deliver you an important letter and when I went in town to find you I saw that *cough* boy assaulting you and felt that I needed to help.”

“I owe you so much, Mr..?” I couldn’t even explain how much I was grateful for this man.

“Jordans.”

“Thank you so much Mr. Jordans, now if I could have my letter now? I mean I don’t want to be a rude, but now I really want to see it and it must have been really important for you to come all the way into town just to hand deliver it to me.”

Mr. Jordan laughed as he handed me letter. I gasped.

This letter is going to change everything.

 As Gracie and I walked into the small town of SandsDome, I began to feel much better all ready. Maybe it was having the company of someone considering that no one was ever home at my house anymore. To be honest I only went home after school otherwise I basically lived at Gracie’s house. I hated going home and not hearing anything, it was I like I was the only person alive.

            So as we keep walking and getting closer and closer to “Sara’s Ice Cream Parlor” is when I knew something bad was about to go down. Finally we got there and I began to glance around at the people there. That’s when I saw him.

            My ex boyfriend Jason.

Not only did he keep looking at me with that disgusting look of desire on his face, but he also had his arm around the town whore. And her name was Mandie, not only was she known for her short clothes and at least almost every boy’s mouth all over her for at least one night, but she was dumber than a doornail and she also hated me. Why? Because supposedly I hurt Jason, but then again I was the one who caught him in bed with HER. So from that point on she always has hated me.

“What are you looking at?” Gracie asked as she came back with our ice cream. It was the same thing every time. Gracie always got vanilla with marshmallows and I got a coffee flavored ice cream with pieces of heath bars in it. YUMM!

“Nothing important to even be worth looking at.” I say quickly and turn back around.

“If you say so.”

Then I feel the presence of someone behind me. I don’t bother even to turn around because I know right away who it is going to be.

“Oh girl, I like that way you lick that ice cream.” He breathed into my ear.

Ignoring him, I begin to lick the ice cream now with frustration, without thinking even about how this will make him think.

“Mmm.” He is so close to my now I can smell the cigarettes on his lips.

“Could you back off my now. If you want someone to take care of you ‘licking’ situation that just talk to your girlfriend over there.” I point in Mandie’s general direction.

“You know better than anyone else why I am with her, don’t you?” He is now whispering in my ear and Gracie is just staring at us because she doesn’t know what to do. “I only want you. I have always wanted you.” He might as well have been kissing my neck by this point.

That’s when I lost it.

“HELL NO!” I shouted as I jump up from the picnic table we were sitting at and dropping my delicious ice cream cone. “You need to get you filthy hands away from me. Everyone at school knows why you are with Mandie. And when you say you want me, then why did you even cheat on me in the first place?” I was so angry that tears where streaming down my face. Crying for the second time today.

This only made him even more upset and turned on then he was. He kept walking towards me so that I was backed up against a wall. He then grabbed my hair and said only inches away from my face, “How dare you say such things? You know that you want me. Tell me you me!” He slammed my head against the back of the wall.

“I hate you.” I spat in his face.

He slammed my head once more against the wall and began to back off. No; not back off, something was dragging him away, but what? I began to feel drowsy and like I wanted to take a long nap.

Then everything went black.

Little did I know that the thing or person that helped me knew me?