| Subject: Cory's Eye's - Chapter 1 |
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Date Posted: 03:27:39 12/25/02 Wed
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's message, "MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL from the Annex crew....." on 03:24:54 12/25/02 Wed
“Do you remember which key it is?” Sean asked.
“I think so…” I told him. The truth is, I was scared, happy, and nervous all at the same time to what I might find on the other side of that door. I looked down at those keys, holding them there in my hands for the first time in what seems like an eternity. A lot of memories lay behind that door just waiting to be opened again.
I broke into a huge grin when the first key he tried opened the door in front of him. “Holy Shi …… OOPS, sorry Mom, you left it exactly how it was!”
They all looked into the room, the bed a mess, dirty boxers hanging from the bedpost, one wall covered with Dale Earnhardt posters, a half-completed model car on the desk, and the expected clothes hanging out of drawers. Teri thought at that moment it was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen, namely because it meant her son was home. She then said something that almost sent the boys into shock. “Don’t worry about cleaning it up right now, lets get all of Cory’s new stuff in here and we will start sorting it all out in a few days.”
Ok, ok, I think I’m getting ahead of myself here. I’ll start from the beginning. My name is Cory Patrick Short. I’m 14 years old with blonde hair and blue eyes. I don’t think I’m the best looking guy in school but I wouldn’t say I’m the worst. If I had to compare my self to someone I would have to say I have the same kind of build that JTT has.
I was asked by Ter…err…Mom, I’m still getting use to that, to write down some of my thoughts, memories, or just anything I want. She says it will help me remember what happened, but I’m not quite convinced it will. My shrink, Dr. Richardson, agrees with Mom and wants to read what I’m writing at some point down the line so I guess I kind of have to or I’ll pay for it later, plus I would do anything to get a normal life again.
I think I’ll start just a little before the day my life changed forever. It was an average day, nothing much happening. I got up for school, did my normal routine, which consists of hitting the “sleep” button a few times hehe. I went into the washroom for a nice hot shower. I turned on the taps and let the room heat up abit before I stripped out of my boxers. I climbed into the shower to let the warm water relax me into an almost meditating daze. I love hot showers. I find they relax me. They let me forget, just for a few minutes, the pain of not being with my family. After my shower I went onto the kitchen to get myself something to eat. I was the first one up so the house was still pretty quiet. My first class was about an hour before anyone else’s in the house so I was up and out the door before any of the others.
The house I live in is a “Home” for kids that have problems at home. I wasn’t sure why I was there at the time, I knew that there was an accident and I lost some of my memory but I didn’t know what it was. It wasn’t until lunch that I remembered that I was going to Sean’s after school. That brought my mood up for the rest of the day. Just the thought of spending time with my brother, hanging out and just being a normal kid for a while was enough to make anyone happy. The rest of the day went by pretty quickly. I thought I’d better get a move on if I wanted to spend as much time with Sean as I could, so I walked straight from my last class to the door and out the school towards Sean’s house.
As I walked to Sean’s house I noticed how beautiful the day was. I hadn’t looked around all day so it came as a shock to me how warm and sunny it was. I turned the corner to Sean’s street and saw the familiar view of his house a few houses away. I saw Terri’s car parked in the driveway as I approached the door. I rang the doorbell and waited for it to be answered.
The door opened to the sight of Terri Short. “Hey there Mrs. Short, is Sean home?”
“Not yet, he should be home soon, soccer ended a half hour ago. And how many times do I have to tell you to call me Terri or Mom you little rascal!” she exclaimed while rustling his hair.
“Yes maam…err…Terri. Are those brownies I smell?”
She smiled, “Go ahead, they are on the breakfast bar. You better not eat them all though, Sean will strangle you!”
As I went into the kitchen to enjoy some of the brownies Mrs. Short…err…Terri made, I noticed that she had a look on her face. A look that I’ve seen before, but yet can’t quite explain. It’s like she’s happy to see me yet, sad that I’m there. I shrugged it off as one of those “Adult” issues and continued into the kitchen.
“CORY – BRO – YOU BEAT ME HERE!” screamed Sean as he homes in on the brownies. "You shoulda came by practice, Coach was wanting you to try out!" Sean all but flies onto the stool by Cory and proceeds to help devour the plate of brownies.
"Hey you two, you better grab some milk to go with those brownies!" Terri said as she headed for the living room.
With the Brownies devoured, we headed for the rec room and fire up the computer. Lately we have become addicted to the game emulator that Sean's older brother Mike had downloaded, and we were in a heated battle for high score on Tron a short time later.
I seemed to be heading for a new record, when a strange feeling came across me. It felt like a warm sence of familiarly, a feeling of being home.
"Are you OK bro?" Sean asked.
Sean must have noticed the expression on my face but I wasn’t sure if or how to begin to explain the feeling I had so I paused the game. "Yeah, I think so. It just seemed weird for a second, something kinda itched in my head, but it’s gone now."
Sean giggled "It must be that one brain cell of yours trying to work!"
I half-heartedly slapped Sean upside the head, grinning widely all the way, and then went back to the game. I hoped to myself that Sean wasn’t too worried about me. He is the person I care the most about in the whole world; the last thing I want is for him to worry.
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