Life Goes On: Chapter One

Life Goes On

~Chaper One~This is my new story. There will not be any pictures, so this will just be a normal story. It will go on for a few chapters and then I will end it. Well here goes.

"Shit!" Elena cussed under her breath as blood started steadily flowing from her index finger, which she had just sliced open while dicing tomatoes.

She had been slaving over a hot stove all day, making her husband's faviorite meal when all she really wanted to do was order takeout. She hated cooking more than anything else, but today is a special day. Her husband, Nick, is coming home from spending a year fighting in Iraq. She had to make his homecoming as special as possible.

Earlier that week Elena had called all of Nick's friends and invited them to his homecoming. Tonight is going to be perfect, Elena and Nick's daughter, Jessica, had made a beautifulbanner and the mother, daughter pair had decorated the whole house.

Elena looked at the clock. 5:30, the guests would be showing up soon, so Elena put a band-aid on her finger and went upstairs to put her party outfit on and get Jessica ready. She simply let her long black hair flow down her back and added a simple flower. She then hurried back downstairs to finish dinner.

The doorbell soon rang and Elena sent Jessica to get the door while she finished the meal. Right when Elena had layed the meal out on the table, the phone rang and she ran back to the kitchen to answer it.

"Jacobson residence, this is Elena," said Elena in her blank monotone phone voice.

"Mrs. Jacobson," a man said in a heavy British accent.

"Yes," Elena answers starting to get a little worried, she had heard this voice before many years ago when her mother recieved a phone call saying that her father had died in the war. Elena hoped that this was not the case, because the only person in the war was Nick.

"My name is Stephen Smith, and I'm calling about your husband Nicholas."

"Go on," Elena says, her voice cracking a little.

"Your husband's plane was shot down this morning. The plane caught on fire and everyone inside was burned beyond recognition. Based on dental records, we found out that one of the bodies was your husband's. I am truly sorry Mrs. Jacobson," he says in the calm voice of a man who has delievered this kind of news time and time again.

"Mrs. Jacobson?" he says, but gets no answer because Elena had dropped the phone and fallen on the floor holding her stomach and gasping for air. Terrible, wracking sobs filled her body and tears fell down her face with a speed you couldn't even think possible. She didn't even make an effort to get up when Jessica walked in. No, she was much to heartbroken for that....

So, what do you think, please comment and tell your friends about this, as I spent hours writing this.

Why Do I Still Care? ~Intro~

Why Do I Still Care?

~Intro~ Welcome to the intro of Why Do I Still Care? This is just gonna be introducing the characters and showing the house and stuffs. This will hopefully be a better version of the story I wrote on sims3.com that I had to stop because of a computer crash. I hope you enjoy and remember this will get better as this is only the intro.
This is my home, nice, right? We bought it last year a while before my parents anniversary... That was before everything started happening with my mom. But I'm getting ahead of myself here....

This is me, Juno Larkson. No, I'm not named after the movie Juno, that came out years after I was born. I'm named after the Roman Goddess, Juno. She is supposed to be really beautiful and really mean and jealous. Well, I'm none of those things. I'm very pudgy and I have an ugly face, but, like most other gothic people, I love the environment, but I typically avoid people and I'm definately not jealous even though I have a terrible life.

These are my parents. They look happy, right. Well, that's what they were like. Now it's everything they can do to keep from fighting 24/7. I think I'm the only thing left that's holding them together. I'm like permanent glue that doesn't even have a solvent and it binds them together permanently. Even if I dropped dead they still wouldn't be free of eachother...

Sooo. Here is my mom. I look nothing like her. Obviously she is very beautiful, but I'm ugly. She is also the town slut and I don't know why. She has probably been with every man in this town even some married men. So it's pretty self-explanitory why I hate her...

Here is my dad. He is very kind to my mother but whenever she does the tiniest thing, he blows a gasket. Imagine how bad the arguements are when he cathes her in bed with a stranger. One time he even caught her with his best friend. Another time, he caught her with a woman... Why the hell hasn't he left her yet?

Last but not least, this is my bedroom. This is the place where I escape everything that's wrong with my life. The only thing it doesn't block out is their arguments and the noises of my mother banging a new person...

Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed! I will get the next chapter out soon. Please comment and tell me what you think. I worked really hard on this so thanks in advance to anyone who comments.

Note...

For those of you reading this, I will be writing more sim related stories while summer vacation lasts, but when school starts I may have to take a break...
Sorry this blog was deleted for a while- it was an accident- but as soon as I realized my mistake, I did undelete it.
Thanks for reading! :)