Chapter 1: So it begins

Chapter 1: So it begins

A Chapter by Joshua Hunter
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Alex thinks he is going crazy as he starts to see weird things going on all around him.

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Alex sat in the back of the bus with his ear buds in listening to one of his favorite songs. The yellow school bus with the words “Clayton High” written on the side, sped down the road through town. As the houses zipped by Alex let his mind go blank as he listened to the lyrics of the song:

“The worlds on fire but we’re still smiling

Though it’s all our fault

 But life is short so we resort to laughing through it all

 

 It’s the battle within the good and the sin

 With both sides standing strong

 It’d the permanent scars

How broken we are

It’s the things that hurt us all

 

But isn’t it beautiful

The way we fall apart

It’s magical and tragic all the ways we break our hearts

 

So unpredictable

We’re comfortably miserable

We think we’re invincible

Completely unbreakable

Maybe we are

Isn’t it beautiful

The way we fall apart”

 

The school bus came to a stop outside the high school and Alex took his ear buds out and stored his iPod in his backpack. He listened to this song multiple times every morning before school, because it helped get him ready for the day. He though the song described his life and the world perfectly.  He has grown up in a Christian home and been a Christian all his life. But these last few years in high school had been very tough on him and his faith. He still believed in God and knew Jesus was his savior, but all the rest, the obeying and trying to live the “good life” was difficult. He was growing more and more distant to God, he could feel it. He had tried to go back to the way he had been when he was younger but it wasn’t the same, there was something missing.

Alex was the last one off the bus like always. He did not care to rush to class, as he knew exactly when it started and would be there. He walked through the double doors of the school and down the hallway to his locker. He walked up to his locker and took out his books for the day storing them in his pack. David walked up while he when he was about to leave.

“Hey bro, how you this fine morning?” asked David. David always seemed to be in a good mood.

“Normal,” was all Alex gave for an answer, “Yours?”

“Oh, you know same old same old. Which is to say it is another beautiful day on this wonderful earth!” David said smiling ear to ear. His happy attitude never ceased to amaze Alex.


(To Be Continued)



© 2013 Joshua Hunter


Author's Note

Joshua Hunter
This is an idea I have had for some time and finally have started to write it. I'm hoping to get motivated again to keep writing it so I put it up here hoping people would help get me going!

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Loved this.. "We’re comfortably miserable
We think we’re invincible
Completely unbreakable
Maybe we are
Isn’t it beautiful
The way we fall apart”

I really enjoyed this beginning.. Thanks for posting it.. shallimarRose

Im kind of scared to post my book chapters here.. I worry maybe someone will put them together and publish it first.. im a worrier ..

Posted 10 Years Ago


Nice song did you make it up yourself? I like the story so far it will be interesting to see where it goes. The David character reminds me of a past coworker of mine he was the self declared happiest man on earth.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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10 Years Ago

No it is We Fall Apart by We As Human, great band. And thanks, I'm trying to get motivated to keep w.. read more

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Added on July 8, 2013
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Joshua Hunter
Joshua Hunter

Small Town USA, MT



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I am a mountain man to the core. I love the outdoors more than anything and am constantly in the woods and mountains. The only thing that I love more than the mountains is the Creator of them. When I .. more..

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