Shannon O'Reilly (Chapter 6, page 2 of 6)


Previous Page
Next Page

Chapter 6

Shannon approached her house and stopped for a moment before entering the gateway that led to the back of the house. She had always liked the Victorian look of her house and the tall wrought iron gate and fencing that surrounded her house. It was like living in the 1800's; a time period that she thought she would have enjoyed. The fall flowers were in full bloom around the house with large clusters of yellow, orange and purple mums greeting her at the gate. She followed the red brick walkway around to the back porch and threw her bag on the floor with a loud thud. The porch swing looked particularly inviting on this beautiful fall day and she decided it was easier to sit there for a while than to face her mother with the note from Mrs. Franklin. Shannon sat down on the old white wooden swing with a heavy sigh and started rocking slowly. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the rhythmic soft squeaking that the swing made.

Shannon thought Sibyl Franklin had it in for her. From the first day of school she had seemed to eye her with particular curiosity. That first day in high school she had managed to trip over her own shoes and landed sprawling in front of the principal's office door. Sibyl had been standing there in the doorway talking to a teacher when Shannon had her accident. Mrs. Franklin had looked down at her in disdain and didn't even try to help her up. This incident had preyed on Shannon's mind for some time and she noticed that the principal always looked at her strangely from that point on. She knew her mother would say it was only a coincidence or an act of Shannon's imagination, but in her heart she knew differently.

Previous Page
Next Page


Rate This Book

Current Rating: 3.3/5 (1034 votes cast)


Review This Book or Post a Comment