bloodydrake

 When you call Chapter one…     I woke up on a typical Monday morning, The sound of rain drops hitting the stained glass window was easily heard outside. I opened the window, putting my hand out to feel how hard the rain was coming down, I counted, 5… 4… 3... 2... 1...     Bringing my hand slowly inside I watched the droplets slide down  my pale skin, it didn’t look like the rain would stop for a while now.     I grab my school uniform and brush my brown hair out, getting rid of the bed head; I look in the mirror, seeing my pale blue eyes stair back at me. When I look at myself I see a regular sixteen year ol