Night of Daylight, chapter 1
It's a delayed morning for Amy, as she got up at half eleven, still tired from last night from going round all the cemeteries around the place.
As Amy sluggishly got downstairs her lengthily black hair swung from ear to ear, she overheard her Mum and Step-dad nattering on about wanting her to leave and set off somewhere novel. Her parents noticed her in the kitchen doorway looking at them both.
"Amy, it's a slow morning for you isn't it?" her Mum asked looking like there's nothing going on. Amy looked seriously at her parents with her stalking bright blue eyes.
"Where am I going?" her parents tried hard not to allow her to get under any more pressure.
"Hurry up and reveal where I am going?!" she growled feeling her medium sized body expand with more temper in her warm blood then she had previously.
After a while, Amy was upstairs getting ready to leave and have a surpassing day out. All the torment she was feeling in her thumping brain. How she could go on with whoever it was? Where she was going? And how she would cope being with someone else for a new life?
While her worshipping parents were talking, she would always go and walk out the dump, so that's what she did.
After an hour round the dopey block she eventually decided to go round to Lucy's, the long, dumb, speechless, blue green-eyed mate, who wasn't an outgoing person at all. They both started talking outside on a high wall, swinging there legs,
"So, what were you on about Amy, your Mum and Step-dad or something wasn't it?" Lucy asked, revealing there was no pain coming out of Amy's month.
"Well, I was walking downstairs and a sudden chatter came to me was, Amy real does need to go on for a newfangled life and walk."
They carried on and on until Amy finally saw they had missed a cemetery.
Lucy mentioned, "Well, yeah, but, it's the 1800s and on, I will be looking like a right flattened cake," moaned Lucy looking at Amy, with her blonde hair, neatly up with her bright, blue, greeny eyes.
Lucy went into her house and asked if she could stay out until six or seven at night,
"Mum, can me and Amy stay out until about six or seven?" she looked weirdly at her Mum thinking there's no way I'll be able to, it will be dark by then. Her Mum looked from her head to her toes and said "Yeah, go on, don't go getting into bother though"
It was now half twelve, they started wondering round the rough blocks of Wales.
"So, where is this Grave Yard from the 1800s?" Lucy asked looking worried just in case something happened.
"Look yeah, don't look so worried about it, it's just around the following block, it's the biggest in the country, I wonder if the church is terrifying, broken glass, spirits all around, entertainment and a half there," Amy replied, looking so happy for the first time in her life.
On a bench at the Grave Yard, Amy and Lucy were eating dinner, Amy felt unflappable and good to be here and then there's Lucy with her sarnie in two hands as she is shaking to death.
"Why are you gripping onto your sarnie like that?" Amy asked, mouthily at her, Lucy replied as if she is going to blubber.
"Look yeah I just want to go back; this place is full of trees like features of horror all around."
While Amy and Lucy were trying to have a calm time at the Cemetery, Amy's Mum and Step-dad are having a conversation about her in private.
"What about her Dad and his six kids that he's got now, she won't cope, she'll always have stress pains and everything, I think she should be fostered from now on." Jack, Amy's step-dad answers in a polite way.
"I don't think we should rush into anything, we need to leave it for about two or three weeks, she needs to settle for now."
Amy and Lucy were chatting about where to go first even though Lucy wasn't listening to a word she said.
"Right, now I think we should start from the modern gravestones, to the old gravestones, then after that, it's the 1700s Wooden Yard, I can't wait for that can you?"
As Amy turned to see if Lucy was looking at her to respond to the enquiry, she was looking right down to the bottom of the graveyard where all the 1700 gravestones were.
As it just started to get dark, they were only half way off all the modern Grave Stones.
"Amy, it is now getting dark, it has taken us over an hour to go round half of the modern bit and now we have over 1000 grave stones to stare at and to be honest, I could just yell to all the moaning dead mortals here, I urge to be you right now!" Lucy said, crowded with warm blood from her serious mouth she has just used on moaning bodies, Amy stared at her as if she'd never seen her like that before.
"Well, I don't know what to say, you loved all the other cemeteries that we have been to all week and now you moan about this one, it's the same as all the others"
As Amy walked off, she left Lucy wandering by her petite-self.
"Amy come back, don't walk away from me!" Lucy shouted even though she only wanted Amy back as she was frightened.
At ten to five, Amy was walking round with an utter stranger who she asked what the time was.
"So you from around here then...?" the man asked, looking straight into her bright blue eyes.
"Erm...yeah, I only asked you what the time was?" she said with a swaying voice.
"Amy, I'm here to see if your Uncles alright, John, he died three years ago, im our Uncle Bob, your Dad's brother?" Bob told her, thinking about how different Amy looked from then to now.
"Oh, hi, sorry, I didn't recognise you one bit" they both started walking on to the 1700s yard.
While Amy was enjoying herself, Lucy actually wasn't,
"Oh my god, what are those noises?" all she could hear was loads of noises and all she could see were shadows from trees, bats flying towards her, leaves flickering past her, gravestones all broken and rotted by the older kids at night, plus the Haunted Big Spike Church. With over then broken windows and a hell lot of lose doors and bricks. The sign on the top of the spike was swinging and making such load noises. The church was right in front of her, walking past each old gravestone she could hear people moaning, thumping there way through the mud, the big howling wind striking through her hair, howling wolves making her scare herself to death, leaves crunching through the cracked path. The smells all got worse Everytime she took a step near it, as dead people are rotting, rotten wood had been wet by the pouring rain, all the burnt leaves everywhere by the older kids that come in repeatedly,. She started to get sweaty, her heart started thumping faster, and faster, all the lights were flickering on and off.
"I wish I could find someone to talk to!" she cried out loud.
As Lucy is in a shocking time of night, Amy is sitting outside the graveyard talking about Lucy about how quiet she is.
"Lucy isn't an outgoing girl you know," Amy commented to her Uncle.
And you walked off and left her like that!" her Uncle said looking kind of angry.
"Well, just wait here, yeah," Amy said, scared just in case she had lost Lucy.
Over another hour Amy and Bob started walking until they hear someone run and crying help, then all a sudden Lucy appeared outside the graveyard in Amy's arms crying.
"Amy, I'm sorry I made you in such a state," Lucy cried in Amy's arms.
"I guess you just want to go home?" Amy asked politely.
"Please," they all walk home with arms all around each other.
As Amy sluggishly got downstairs her lengthily black hair swung from ear to ear, she overheard her Mum and Step-dad nattering on about wanting her to leave and set off somewhere novel. Her parents noticed her in the kitchen doorway looking at them both.
"Amy, it's a slow morning for you isn't it?" her Mum asked looking like there's nothing going on. Amy looked seriously at her parents with her stalking bright blue eyes.
"Where am I going?" her parents tried hard not to allow her to get under any more pressure.
"Hurry up and reveal where I am going?!" she growled feeling her medium sized body expand with more temper in her warm blood then she had previously.
After a while, Amy was upstairs getting ready to leave and have a surpassing day out. All the torment she was feeling in her thumping brain. How she could go on with whoever it was? Where she was going? And how she would cope being with someone else for a new life?
While her worshipping parents were talking, she would always go and walk out the dump, so that's what she did.
After an hour round the dopey block she eventually decided to go round to Lucy's, the long, dumb, speechless, blue green-eyed mate, who wasn't an outgoing person at all. They both started talking outside on a high wall, swinging there legs,
"So, what were you on about Amy, your Mum and Step-dad or something wasn't it?" Lucy asked, revealing there was no pain coming out of Amy's month.
"Well, I was walking downstairs and a sudden chatter came to me was, Amy real does need to go on for a newfangled life and walk."
They carried on and on until Amy finally saw they had missed a cemetery.
Lucy mentioned, "Well, yeah, but, it's the 1800s and on, I will be looking like a right flattened cake," moaned Lucy looking at Amy, with her blonde hair, neatly up with her bright, blue, greeny eyes.
Lucy went into her house and asked if she could stay out until six or seven at night,
"Mum, can me and Amy stay out until about six or seven?" she looked weirdly at her Mum thinking there's no way I'll be able to, it will be dark by then. Her Mum looked from her head to her toes and said "Yeah, go on, don't go getting into bother though"
It was now half twelve, they started wondering round the rough blocks of Wales.
"So, where is this Grave Yard from the 1800s?" Lucy asked looking worried just in case something happened.
"Look yeah, don't look so worried about it, it's just around the following block, it's the biggest in the country, I wonder if the church is terrifying, broken glass, spirits all around, entertainment and a half there," Amy replied, looking so happy for the first time in her life.
On a bench at the Grave Yard, Amy and Lucy were eating dinner, Amy felt unflappable and good to be here and then there's Lucy with her sarnie in two hands as she is shaking to death.
"Why are you gripping onto your sarnie like that?" Amy asked, mouthily at her, Lucy replied as if she is going to blubber.
"Look yeah I just want to go back; this place is full of trees like features of horror all around."
While Amy and Lucy were trying to have a calm time at the Cemetery, Amy's Mum and Step-dad are having a conversation about her in private.
"What about her Dad and his six kids that he's got now, she won't cope, she'll always have stress pains and everything, I think she should be fostered from now on." Jack, Amy's step-dad answers in a polite way.
"I don't think we should rush into anything, we need to leave it for about two or three weeks, she needs to settle for now."
Amy and Lucy were chatting about where to go first even though Lucy wasn't listening to a word she said.
"Right, now I think we should start from the modern gravestones, to the old gravestones, then after that, it's the 1700s Wooden Yard, I can't wait for that can you?"
As Amy turned to see if Lucy was looking at her to respond to the enquiry, she was looking right down to the bottom of the graveyard where all the 1700 gravestones were.
As it just started to get dark, they were only half way off all the modern Grave Stones.
"Amy, it is now getting dark, it has taken us over an hour to go round half of the modern bit and now we have over 1000 grave stones to stare at and to be honest, I could just yell to all the moaning dead mortals here, I urge to be you right now!" Lucy said, crowded with warm blood from her serious mouth she has just used on moaning bodies, Amy stared at her as if she'd never seen her like that before.
"Well, I don't know what to say, you loved all the other cemeteries that we have been to all week and now you moan about this one, it's the same as all the others"
As Amy walked off, she left Lucy wandering by her petite-self.
"Amy come back, don't walk away from me!" Lucy shouted even though she only wanted Amy back as she was frightened.
At ten to five, Amy was walking round with an utter stranger who she asked what the time was.
"So you from around here then...?" the man asked, looking straight into her bright blue eyes.
"Erm...yeah, I only asked you what the time was?" she said with a swaying voice.
"Amy, I'm here to see if your Uncles alright, John, he died three years ago, im our Uncle Bob, your Dad's brother?" Bob told her, thinking about how different Amy looked from then to now.
"Oh, hi, sorry, I didn't recognise you one bit" they both started walking on to the 1700s yard.
While Amy was enjoying herself, Lucy actually wasn't,
"Oh my god, what are those noises?" all she could hear was loads of noises and all she could see were shadows from trees, bats flying towards her, leaves flickering past her, gravestones all broken and rotted by the older kids at night, plus the Haunted Big Spike Church. With over then broken windows and a hell lot of lose doors and bricks. The sign on the top of the spike was swinging and making such load noises. The church was right in front of her, walking past each old gravestone she could hear people moaning, thumping there way through the mud, the big howling wind striking through her hair, howling wolves making her scare herself to death, leaves crunching through the cracked path. The smells all got worse Everytime she took a step near it, as dead people are rotting, rotten wood had been wet by the pouring rain, all the burnt leaves everywhere by the older kids that come in repeatedly,. She started to get sweaty, her heart started thumping faster, and faster, all the lights were flickering on and off.
"I wish I could find someone to talk to!" she cried out loud.
As Lucy is in a shocking time of night, Amy is sitting outside the graveyard talking about Lucy about how quiet she is.
"Lucy isn't an outgoing girl you know," Amy commented to her Uncle.
And you walked off and left her like that!" her Uncle said looking kind of angry.
"Well, just wait here, yeah," Amy said, scared just in case she had lost Lucy.
Over another hour Amy and Bob started walking until they hear someone run and crying help, then all a sudden Lucy appeared outside the graveyard in Amy's arms crying.
"Amy, I'm sorry I made you in such a state," Lucy cried in Amy's arms.
"I guess you just want to go home?" Amy asked politely.
"Please," they all walk home with arms all around each other.
