Chapter 1

“Grace!” Miss Derby shouted.

“Coming!” Grace hollered back, panicked.

“Grace!” Miss Derby was shrieking now. Grace found Miss Derby in the yard pointing down at her beloved Chompy.

“How many times have I told you that your disgusting toys are never to be left out in the yard making a mess of things?”

CH 1 photo Grace and Derby copy_zpsahop4iqo.jpg

Grace looked around the yard. Besides a few scattered dying shrubs and Miss Derby’s old truck that had been parked in the yard since the day Grace arrived at the orphanage, the yard was empty.

Ch 1 photo Grace looking at yard_zps7ld2hxfq.jpg

In the corner of the yard in some mud sat Chompy. Grace ran across the yard, got to her knees, and scooped up her dear stuffed doll and hugged it close. The only thing that brought her security and happiness was now soaked through with putrid smelling mud.

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Miss Derby stomped out into the yard towards Grace.

“Need I remind you of rule number one?” Miss Derby snapped.

“Never be seen or heard.” Grace repeated in a monotone voice.

“Correct. Now that I have had to see you and hear you, kindly remind yourself of what the consequences are.”

“You won’t let me eat today.”

“That is correct.”

“But I-“ Grace started to say.

“You need to learn where your place is. I did you a favor by keeping you all of these years. And this is how you repay me? By keeping my home a mess? My kindness and generosity is wasted on you. You do nothing but grow, eat, and take up space. I will be glad to see the day to be rid of you. Now run along. Before I make it two days.”

CH 1 photo Grace yelling at Grace_zpsdosp9zkg.jpg

With her head hung low, Chompy in her embrace, Grace walked towards the back of the house. As she rounded the corner, Damien jumped out in front of her. Grace, reacting out of fear, put Chompy protectively behind her back.

 photo Damien Hey_zpsdrq8n76r.jpg

“Hey, loser.” Damien chuckled. Terrified, Grace took a few steps back. Damien was always horribly mean to Grace. Living in constant fear of what he was planning to do to her next, Damien tormented Grace daily. Grace tried her best to pretend Damien’s bullying never bothered her, but when it came to Chompy, Damien knew how to cut her deep. Despite Grace’s best efforts to keep Chompy hidden, Damien always found him and either threw him in the mud or on the roof, far out of Grace’s reach.

“I thought Chompy could use a mud bath.” Damien snorted.

Grace fought hard not to cry. She didn’t want to give Damien the added satisfaction. Stepping around him, she started to make her way to the backyard. Damien wasn’t going to let her get away without adding more pain to Grace’s day and shoved her as she walked by. Losing her balance, Grace fell to the ground, skinning her knee. Rolling over to her side, she looked up at Damien.

Ch 1 photo Damien looking at Grace_zpsx2uzdhfp.png

“Miss Derby is right, you are a waste of space.” He snarled.

23 thoughts on “Chapter 1

  1. Awesome first chapter! You did a great job with the writing and pictures! 🙂 Damien reminds me of Zachary (from my game), those bullies! (That they both have the same hair style and red hair is kinda funny, lol).

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  2. What a bully?!?! Poor Grace. She’s so cute…I just want to give her a hug!

    Great writing! I’m already hooked into the story and ready to go. I can’t wait for the next update!

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  3. Grace seems to be made of particularly tough stuff, but as for Damien and who ever else may turn up in the story– well– it’s hard not to become a bully growing up in a toilet-bowl of an “orphanage” like that.

    Hopefully Grace will keep her gentleness once she gets to be a Teen.

    Or she could go psycho, get a chain saw and hack the whole dump to smithereens

    (Not serious, of course.)

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      • Well, as any reader who doesn’t know what’s next may ponder,:
        “Maybe the owner-witch will meet someone who reminds her of her own childhood and she softens up.”

        It’s strictly my approach to reading, try and empathize with all the characters unless they are presented as unmitigated evil.

        Reminds me of the latter portion of Homer’s “The Iliad” wherein Achilles, triumphant over his victory over and slaying of the Trojan commander Hektor is nonetheless moved to compassion when Hektor’s father shows up, unarmed and vulnerable, to plead for the return of Hektor’s remains for proper burial, he says simply this to Achilles,

        “Remember your own father..”

        This moves Achilles to much deeper thought and… empathy.

        (Don’t as how or why I linked thoughts on a book as ancient as The Iliad to Sim-Lit.. except, well, writing is writing, stories are stories, and my mind doth wander!)

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  4. That picture of Ms Derby looming over Grace is perfect. Grace has an incredibly difficult and painful situation right now. I can’t remember the last character I read about as despicable as Ms. Derby, and then it is only natural in a such an environment some kids would follow that example, as Damien has done. But I still believe Grace can change her heart, I just am so curious to see how you do it.

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