THE CHOSEN QUEEN

Chapter one(The beginning)

I was so tired after the party. I mean who wouldn't be, it was a sweet 16 after all. I had about 100 guests most I did not even know just friends of friends I guess. The party lasted a good 6 hours. Call me crazy but I like long parties. Yet in all this, not only had I turned 16 I felt like some one had hit me in the side of my head. Not to worry you about my problems I will get onto who I am. My name is Maria  I am like any other average teenager. I am on the track team and love to just be with my friends. I have Black hair and olive skin with light green eyes. Now enough about me, besides I am just so tired. As I walked to my bed I noticed that my room was really hot so I opened up my window (first mistake). Now I had heard of this thing they called the blindness yet I did not know how people got it. Many said it could be from these people that go around at night just looking into windows. The people in my town have always called them the walkers. They never cause harm nor do they ever give a reason for us to fear them. No one in this area has been blinded so why would I be careful to not "invite" them in by opening my window. To me they were just a bunch of rumors nothing that holds any weight. Until tonight, the breeze felt good on my hot skin. After I slipped on my satin shorts and tank top I climbed into bed. I had just gotten this night outfit from my mom. She knew that I loved satin and to wear cool things on these hot July nights. So as I drifted into my dreams I heard something. It sounded as if someone was in my room. In fact I could feel someone sitting on my bed. My mom was out of town and my little sister was only a baby and in her crib. I had made sure that everyone left before I came up to get ready to go to sleep. Who ever this was, I knew that they were not supposed to be here. I had to know so out of fear I tried to open my eyes. I saw nothing in fact it felt like my eyes were sown shut. I tried again and again the out come was always the same my eyes were not opening. It was then and there that I knew what had happened. I had been blinded! I started to scream but before even the sound could come out I felt a cold as death itself hand come over my mouth.

"Maria, you would not want to wake the baby would you? After all you are the one that invited us in."

I knew his voice, it was the voice that I have not heard since my sister was born. This voice was in all of my memories as a child, it was my fathers voice.

"I know, I know, It is probably hard for you to understand why this is happening and why to you. I only wish I knew. My daughter I feel your pain for it was once mine. It seems that you never headed anything I had ever told you. I guess I could have broken the rules and risked my life to spare you and your mother, yet I thought that there would be no need." My father said as he stroked my hair his hand still over my mouth.

I pushed his hand away with my arms. I could not stop the tears that were freely flowing down my face now. He had left us only 1 1/2 years ago, yet it had torn me and my mother apart. It was him leaving us that made my mother leave so often and leave me alone. How dare he come back now and how dare he try to smooth things over on me. Not to mention HOW DARE HE BLIND ME! HIS VERY OWN DAUGHTER! I was so mad at him at my mom and most of all at the stupid tears that would not stop coming down my face!

"It is ok I understand I missed you and your mother so much too. I am forever sorry for coming back like this. Yet now I have you back since you must come with me."

"I HAVE NOT MISSED YOU! THIS IS NOT A REUNION OF ANY KIND NO MATTER WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO ME I WILL NEVER GO ANY WERE WITH YOU! YOU NEED TO LEAVE MY HOUSE NOW!" I screamed in what I was sure was his face.

"Now, now I taught you better then that did I not. I am your father no matter what has changed (which is not much) I am still that and always will be. Now I know I have told you what happens if one who was blinded but did not answer the call. Did I not?" My father said trying to smooth my frizzy hair.