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An Unbroken Connection - Chapter 1
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chylenedoney Junior Member
since 2010-10-14
Posts 27Idaho, USA |
Chapter 1 I am home alone. Again. I sit in the living room and channel surf, while listening to the soft pattering of rain on the roof. There is absolutely nothing on. Mom and Dad are wasting money paying for nine thousand channels and there is never anything on! Sheer was supposed to be back an hour ago, she left with her boy toy, David. With the wardens gone, there was nobody here to monitor the monitor. Mom is an archeologist and an extraterrestrial biologist, which means she studies alien life, and Dad is a miner and a lab assistant for my mom, which isn't the safest job in the world. Dad says that working in the mines is safer than working with my mother sometimes. And that's saying something. I am so bored. I stand up, throw the remote across the room, and stalk into the kitchen. I always eat when I’m bored. I don’t much worry about my weight since I have a fast metabolism. Grabbing a box of strawberries and a tub of whipped cream, I settle into a chair to enjoy my boredom snack. Mom and Dad called earlier and told me that they were almost home. I’m hoping that they are closer to home then they were a week ago. They will get here eventually, I thought dipping a bright red strawberry into the tub of whipped cream. As I am slipping into my thoughts, being emerced in silence, I hear a car pull up in the driveway. Oh, crap! I quickly clean up my mess and put the strawberries and whipped cream back in the fridge. Walking quickly back to the living room I peered through the clouded drapes out the window, to see my parents walking up the driveway with a large crate. I ran out to meet them. "Dad! Mom!" "Hey, Onyx!" Dad laughed. I wondered what was in the crate, so I asked. They'd been allowed to bring a live, though sedated, Third-stage male Isisian Kenda, the alien species that Mom was currently studying. It was about the size of a medium dog, with smooth dark grey skin and slated belly scales. it has a two foot tail that looks like a scorpion’s stinger. They come into the house, and go straight to the observatory/lab, with the Kenda in a cage. Geez can't even get a second glance. What am I, invisible?? "What does third-stage mean?" I asked following closely behind. I am not as stupid as I look, I know that by acting smart I will actually get somewhere. "Kenda molt three times after they hatch. It means, Onyx, that he is in his final stage of "childhood" before he goes through his final molt and becomes an adult Kenda” Mom explained all smart-like. Then she looked around and asked, “Where is Sheer?" I rolled my eyes, wanting to say, “What you only just noticed my babysitter wasn't here?" but I didn't. "She left, I can't remember why, though." I said crossing my arms. Then the Kenda came up to the bars and barked at me! I had no idea it was awake. I have the weirdest feeling that it was scolding me for fibbing. Just my imagination. "That's funny; none of my previous specimens have ever made that particular sound before." Mom said, sounding a bit puzzled, That’s my mom for you, goes straight from wondering why the babysitter isn't here watching her only daughter, not that I need one, to wondering what noise her alien was making. I sigh, makes me feel so loved. My mind lingers on "previous" for about a millisecond. My gaze jumps from my mom to the creature. I glare at him, hating him for being the center of her attention, being an only child does that to you. I want to touch it so bad for some reason. I feel so drawn to the small creature that I envy. I can't take it anymore. I take a bold chance and stick my hand into the cage. "Onyx, No!" Mom shouts. The Kenda flinches at the same time I do and growls. I started and tried to withdraw my hand from the cage, but the Kenda slips its toddler-size hands around my fingers and starts licking my palm. Its tongue felt like fine sandpaper. My mom rushes over, grabs my hand out of its grasp, and slaps me hard across the face. Over the loud roaring of blood rushing through my ears, I hear the Kenda hiss menacingly and the room grew a noticeably colder. Mom doesn't notice. "Onyx, don't ever do that ever again!" my mom yells, “Kenda are extremely dangerous, even when they are immature!" I rip my hand out of hers as shocked angry tears cloud my vision. "Don't touch me!" She hit me, I can't believe it she hit me. She probably thought that I would cause her precious specimen damage. Stupid Kenda, She loves it more then she pretends to love me. I ran out of the lab, to my room, threw myself on my bed and cry until I fall asleep. In my dreams, I saw flashes of black and heard screaming. Blackwidowgurl |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed reading this...James |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
"Dad says that working in the mines is safer than working with my mother sometimes" You have a great sense of humor. I am waiting for the next installment.. and I wish ONYX got more attention than the negative  M |
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sasanka7 Junior Member
since 2010-11-17
Posts 30 |
Chylenedoney, I read it months ago and today. I appreciate your skill of expression. I am sure one day you would be a great writer. Then, I might not be to see your fame and writings. You may remember this prediction someday in future. Thanks for sharing. sasanka. |
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Word Weaver Member
since 2011-03-06
Posts 437California, USA |
Mesmerizing write. I'm looking forward to the next chapter. |
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