So since nobody gave me ideas for my story, *sniff* I decided to to take Joe's advice and write a story about him. Just kidding, I would'nt do that to all the poor innocent people online. (JK, Joe, JK!)

  But just for laughs I named the main character Joe.Because I'm mean that way. You know, I just realized that I never named my stiory. Hmmmmmm. I think I shall call it ....

Omigosh, I'm kinda watchin the superbowl right now and I saw the funniest commercial. Budlight was saying that in addition to all the great benifits of their beer (gag) it now made you breathe fire. It shows this couple having a romantic dinner and this guy lights the candles by breathing on it and the lady's like

  "wow" in a breathy voice. and then a cat walks by and the guy's like,

"Do you have a cat"? and he starts sneezing everywhere spitting fire. then it shows the lady clutching the cat and both if them are glaring at him and their hair is all standing up and fried.. goodtimes.

Anyway, what to name the book. hmmm, I think I shall name it, Faerie, By T.J Weller. yep, I might change it, ya never know.

 So I hope evryone enjoys the superbowl, I'm bummed I did'nt get to go to the FB party today. I'm going for the patriots.

Alright, everyone ready for the story? Here we go:

 

 

Faerie

 

By T. J Weller

 

Epilogue

“Joe, would you take those headphones out and look around, it’s beautiful here!”

Joe sighed; his mom was always harping on him about listening to his I-pod.

“It’s not like there aren’t trees in Florida”, he said lightly, though secretly he was irritated.

“Your mom’s right, look around, Oregon’s beautiful, especially in the winter.”

“Sure it’s beautiful, that doesn’t mean I want to live here”, Joe growled, angry now.

“None of us have a choice, my job-”

“Dictates where we go” Joe finished in unison, “I know” He slumped back, feeling his throat clench and tears threatening to embarrass him. He ground his teeth, replacing the sadness with burning anger at the unfairness of it all. “I hate your job”.

“Joe”, mom turned in her seat to face him, her eyes filled with tears, I know this is going to be difficult, but can we please make it as easy as possible?”

Joe felt a stab of shame, his mom and dad were just as sad as he was, and he was making it even harder for them.

“Yeah”, he sighed, “I’m sorry”.

Mom smiled and blinked away her tears. Her red hair caught the sunlight and framed her delicate face. Joe remembered how as a little kid he was so proud of how beautiful his mom was, still is. Secretly, he still felt proud, but he was supposed to be too old to care.

Steve, Joe’s dad, started pointing out things that he thought was special about Oregon. He didn’t see the ice until the car slipped and skidded sideways across the highway.

Marcie shrieked. The air seemed to turn into stone and Joe fought to breathe, he felt sick to his stomach. The sun blinded him for only a second. When he could see again he was shocked. Oregon had disappeared. They were careening off a cliff facing another cliff. Both cliffs gave way to a sparkling sea. The opposite cliff was framed by a dense dark forest that seemed to go on for forever. A black horse reared up against the sky.

It took only a second for him to take it all in, then Oregon was back and a car was rushing right for them. Like a television, everything fuzzed out, then went black.

 

That's part one, the epilogue. this is my first published story, so I'm a little self conscience, so if you've got any mean comments, keep em to yourself!