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ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-02-2004, 08:11 PM
Bleh... it's pretty bad right now, but here it is so far:

Hilary looked at her empty bedroom. Her eyes glanced over her perfect hardwood floor, her sky blue walls with the scuffmark in the corner where her best friend Raechel had fallen off the bed and her shoe had scraped the wall. A few boxes remained in her room near the door. She switched off the light and her hand touched over the blue cloud light switch cover. She put her hand to her mouth and grabbed a screwdriver from the table in the hallway. She carefully removed the screws and put the light switch plate in her front hoodie pocket.
“Hil, come on. I’m getting really impatient. Is there anything else you need?” her mom barked from down the hall. Smoking had scarred her mom’s raspy voice and she sounded like an old dog.
“No, I’m ready.” Hilary said quietly. She stuck her hands into her hoodie pocket and rubbed them together to make them warm. The heat had been shut off since no one had lived here for almost 3 months. Her hands touched the plate, then a note her boyfriend Noah had given her just this morning. She hadn’t read it; she didn’t want to start crying again.
Hilary was leaving her small hometown of Yonstead, Massachusetts. Hilary’s mother was snatching Hilary from her friends because she believed that Hilary wasn’t in the right crowd. She though taking Hilary away from the people that often influenced her would make her change. Two states away is a long way from home.
Hilary had lost her dad when she was six, and now at age 16, it had been 10 years since she had lost him, but she could never forget him. He was a tall, dark haired man, and that’s what attracted him to Hilary’s mother, Judith. Hilary’s dad, William, was three years older than Judith, but they were so much in love. Hilary remembered as a child that her mother and father held each other all the time. William was afraid of losing Judith. William’s father had died when William was 28, and even at age 39, he could never forget his own father the way Hilary never forgot hers.
William had found Judith on May 25th, 1991. Judith was having coffee at the coffee shop next door to where William worked; the Hillman’s Grocery Store. William went to the coffee shop every day just to admire Judith. Finally getting enough nerves, William asked Judith out to dinner, and that was the start of a lifelong relationship the two hoped to share.
Then, 10 years after their marriage in 1993, William was diagnosed with lung cancer. Growing up, his mother smoked, just as Judith had while they were dating. He always looked past that, and saw Judith for what she was, not what she did. But, just as the cancer was in remission, he was in a terrible car accident.

cookieluver7
11-02-2004, 08:28 PM
I like it! Can you have a caractor named abby in it after me puhleeeze!

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-02-2004, 09:35 PM
Sure. If I can fit you in somewhere, I will! :)

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-02-2004, 09:45 PM
Here's more:

A drunk driver was out on the highway as William was coming home from work late one Friday night. He struck him head on, with no warning. Judith and Hilary got the phone call early Saturday morning. They brought home a few things recovered from the scene of William’s. One of the things was a large, sturdy, metal case. On the outside was a singed red bow and a card. The card said, “To my baby girl, Hilary.” Hilary couldn’t bear to open the case, she could barely open the card. The case stood unopened since her father had passed 8 months ago.
It was now July of 2004. After her father had died in December, Hilary’s mom had started smoking heavier, and drinking more. People had accused her countless times that she was the one that nearly killed William with all of her smoking. She cried countless nights, and now she was hating Hilary for everything. And making Hilary move was the worst of them all.
“Let’s get out of here.” Her mom stammered. “Too many memories.”
Hilary got into their beat up pick-up truck and slammed the door. While she was waiting for her mom, Noah walked up the sidewalk and stopped short of the pickup truck. Hilary looked over at him and opened the door and got out.
She looked at her feet, and he looked at his. Hilary hated the awkward silence going on.
“I promise I’ll call you when I get there.” Hilary nearly whispered. She didn’t even want to talk, the mere thought of being 300 miles away crushed her, and she didn’t want to start to cry in front of him again. Noah looked up.
“Damn, I’m going to miss you, Hil.” He said quietly. For the first time in their year and a half relationship, she was witnessing Noah cry.

Dogz
11-02-2004, 09:47 PM
It sounds great, Megan. I don't think it is bad at all.

Keep on writing, you really have talent. :)

cookieluver7
11-03-2004, 03:25 PM
Yay I'm gonna be in it! Thanks!:D Keep writing more I really like it and can't wait to hear the rest of it! You have a talent!

Jamieejo85
11-03-2004, 04:03 PM
I really like it too..I hope you add to it soon!:D
Jamie

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-03-2004, 06:56 PM
“Noah, please don’t cry. It’ll be okay, please.” Hilary said. Soft, heavy tears flowed down Hilary’s cheeks, Noah’s tears connecting with hers when she hugged him. His cries, muffled by Hilary’s jacket, would stay in Hilary’s heart forever.
All she could do was cry with him, tell him it would be okay, and hug him. Hilary’s mom came outside and got in the driver’s seat.
“Let’s go!” she screamed.
“Listen,” Hilary said, focusing on Noah. She put her hands on his cheeks and said, “I’ll be back. Don’t cry anymore, okay? Please, Noh. I’ll be back. I’ll walk if I have to.” She kissed him once more and got in the car. She put her seatbelt on and turned back to watch Noah drift away from her.
“I can’t believe you’re doing this to me. You make my life a living hell.” Muttered Hilary.
“I don’t care. If you wouldn’t be hanging out with that boy and those stupid friends you have, you wouldn’t be in this situation.” She pulled a cigarette out of the box and stuck it in her mouth unlit. I instinctively pulled my sweater over my nose.
“Oh stop it. I have always smoked and you have never had a problem with it.” She complained.
“Until dad was diagnosed. I hope you know you’re killing me.” I said, bluntly.
“Don’t you dare say that to me again.” She said, and we stopped talking.
All of our things had already been moved to my home in Bridgeport. My hands lightly touched the note folded in my pocket. She rested her feet on the dashboard and pulled out the note. On the front was Hilary’s name with a heart over the I. She slowly opened it and read.
“Hil-
Hey girlie… you’re probably reading this at your old house or as you’re driving away from Yonstead forever. I know you told me you wouldn’t be gone forever, but I can’t help but feel like I’ve lost you. You know I love you, and I really hope you can make it back. You know I have my driver’s license… once you call me and tell me your new address, you know I’m on my way. Please, please, please don’t forget about us, Hil. We all love you so much…
Love forever and a day,
Noah

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-03-2004, 08:45 PM
Bump.

GoldenRetrLuver
11-03-2004, 08:48 PM
That's great, Meg! :)

dogs_4_me
11-03-2004, 08:49 PM
Thats awseme!

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-03-2004, 09:09 PM
Hilary swallowed the lump in her throat determined not to cry. She rested her elbow on the window and stared out at the passing scenery. It was all moving so fast. Her cell phone vibrated in her pocket. She looked at the screen and saw that her best friend Abby had text-messaged her. She smiled for the first time in a week.
She flipped open her phone and saw the message.
Hil- Call me when you can! I miss ya girl! <3Abs
Hilary grinned from ear to ear and closed her phone. She wrote herself a mental note to call Abby when they stopped.
About twenty minutes later, they stopped at a gas station to get lunch.
“Get your own. I only have a few dollars.” Her mom yelled. Hilary’s hand grabbed the wad of bills she had in her pocket. She had over 300 dollars, all saved from babysitting cousins and her part-time job last summer. She had never told her mom how much she had, because she knew her mom would want it. Hilary got out of the car and stretched. Her mom had already gone in and was at the check-out.
“Hurry up.” Her mom said as she passed her on her way in.
“Mom, I have to pee. Just hold on.” Hilary said, annoyed. She sighed and walked to the back of the empty gas station. The bathrooms were hot and sticky; the gas station had no air conditioning. Hilary’s nose wrinkled as she inhaled the smell of sweat and mold. She closed her eyes and plunged into a stall.
Not soon after, she came back out and went to check for her mom. The car was gone. Hilary started breathing fast, and her eyes darted around the empty parking lot.

flamepony12
11-03-2004, 09:16 PM
c'mon, I'm on the edge of my seat!! :D:D more! more! It's a really good story!! :D:D:D

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-03-2004, 09:17 PM
“Are you lookin’ for someone, Miss?” the old man behind the counter asked.
“I—uh…” Hilary began. Where the heck was her mom? Hilary pulled out her cell phone and dialed her mom’s cell phone number. No answer. Hilary went outside and sat on a bench ten yards away from the gas station. Hilary felt like crying. She hated her mom, but she hated her even more for stranding her in the middle of nowhere. Hilary picked up her cell phone again and called Noah.
“Noh?” she asked. “Noah, it’s me, Hilary.” She began.
“Hil? Where are you? Are you there already?” he asked, obviously puzzled.
“No, my mom totally ditched me at this crazy gas station.” Hilary said.
“What?”
“I went in to go to the bathroom and came back and she was gone. Damn it, Noah. Why the hell did she leave me here?” Hilary began to cry.
“Hil, shh. It’s okay. Do you know where you are? I’m coming to find you.” He said, reassuringly.

dogs_4_me
11-03-2004, 09:17 PM
MORE MORE MORE!!!!!!!!:D

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-03-2004, 09:17 PM
Originally posted by dogs_4_me
MORE MORE MORE!!!!!!!!:D

We posted at the same time! :p

Read up! ^

flamepony12
11-03-2004, 09:20 PM
::taps heel on the floor quickly:: :D

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-03-2004, 09:21 PM
Did you both go take my survey? :p

dogs_4_me
11-03-2004, 09:22 PM
Originally posted by ILoveMyAbbyGirl
Did you both go take my survey? :p

Yup!

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
11-03-2004, 09:22 PM
I don't think Flamepony did... :eek:

flamepony12
11-03-2004, 09:29 PM
survey?

dogs_4_me
11-03-2004, 09:31 PM
Originally posted by flamepony12
survey?


this survey (http://petoftheday.com/talk/showthread.php?s=&threadid=62990)

flamepony12
11-03-2004, 09:34 PM
okay yeah i took it :)

flamepony12
11-04-2004, 03:07 PM
oh Meeeegggaaaaannn.... :D:D:D

chrissycat21
11-04-2004, 03:42 PM
OOh! I want to hear the rest! You get me glued to your stories and I am unable to move from the computer until I read the rest! :D

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
12-22-2004, 10:16 PM
Wow! I forgot about this story! I was looking for the... :rolleyes: other one I started, with Kyla and Spencer... sheesh. Which one do you want to hear more? This one or Kyla and Spencer?

flamepony12
12-22-2004, 10:24 PM
this one, since you bumped it up and have me tapping again!:D

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
12-22-2004, 10:34 PM
:D I don't even have this one saved on my computer... aye!

flamepony12
12-22-2004, 10:42 PM
Originally posted by ILoveMyAbbyGirl
:D I don't even have this one saved on my computer... aye!

:eek: :p

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
12-23-2004, 08:50 AM
*cough* Well I'll write some now! :p

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
12-30-2004, 11:35 PM
*bump*

I swear to God.... I might write in this now... but I don't have Word on my computer... shikey... :(

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
12-31-2004, 12:04 AM
Hilary told Noah that all she remembered was driving straight down the highway that left the
town. She told him what the gas station looked like and said she would wait outside.
She paced around outside. Near the trash can on the left side of the station was the bag
that contained Hilary’s clothes and the metal case that had sat in her closet for so long. Hilary
was speechless. Her mom didn’t just forget her, she did this purposely. Hilary grabbed the case
and the bag of clothes and sat on the bench in front of the station. The old man eyed her
nervously, but was distracted when a customer came in.
Hilary cried some more. She didn’t understand why her mom would just strand her
here... did she remind her too much of her husband? Was she a burden?
Hilary’s fingers traces the metal corners of the case. Should she open it? She thought
that if she opened it, it would flood her with memories. She didn’t want to cry anymore. But she
was filled with curiosity.
She unhooked the clasps that held it shut. They were scorched with black dust that
dirtied her fingers. She opened the case and stared inside.

buckner
12-31-2004, 11:05 AM
Come on, Megan! You can't stop there! More! :D

flamepony12
12-31-2004, 11:53 AM
yay! you wrote more! :D now... we need... even MORE!!! :D

swimma253
01-01-2005, 09:43 AM
MORE MORE MORE!!! :D:D:D I LOVE THIS STORY! :D

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
09-17-2005, 09:40 PM
Lol, I've been working on this one too! Here's a little more.


Inside was the guitar she had looked at everyday on the way home from school. She had told
her dad about it, the wonderful black Fender Stratocaster she had wanted for so long. She sat
and stared at the guitar, touching its clean, black surface. She ran her fingers along the strings,
and a tear hit the shiny silver pic guard. She wiped her eyes, closed the case and let the tears
roll down her cheeks.
Noah pulled up 15 minutes later. Hilary didn’t get off the bench, she just sat there and
let him come to her. She was still stricken with panic, hate, and everything in between. Her own
mother, her flesh and blood, had stranded her in a parking lot.
Noah ran up and kissed her on the forehead and asked her if she was alright.
“I’m alright, considering the circumstances.” she said, trying to lighten the mood.
“You can stay at my house, okay? I can’t believe your mom...” he began, but Hilary
stopped him.
“Please, Noh, don’t talk about her. I don’t want to dwell on this anymore.” she said.
She closed her eyes and Noah grabbed her hand and held it tightly.
“Everything will be okay. If your mom comes back, she will never get a hold of you.
She can’t treat you this way. There has to be something we can do about this.” he said, already
scheming up a huge plan so her mother would lose custody of her.
“Noah, please. Stop talking about it. I don’t want to think about it anymore. Let’s just
get out of here. That crazy storeowner is going to call the cops on me I have been sitting here so
long.” Hilary said, laughing. Noah just looked at her, then grabbed her bag and the case.
“Please, let me carry that one.” she said, taking it out of his hand. “It’s really special.”
Noah led her to the car and threw her bag in the backseat. Within a half an hour they
were back home and Noah was making her something to eat.

ILoveMyAbbyGirl
09-18-2005, 08:57 AM
Bump.

Roxyluvsme13
09-18-2005, 09:23 AM
REALLY GOOD STORY!!!!! more more more!!!!