[center]The Rise and Fall
Of
Toni Schanders
By:Kaytie
Prelude
The summer heat was getting to me. I was running out of water and the next stream wasn't for atleast 5 miles. It could take me days or weeks to get to Baya Canyon. I didn't know if I could truley make it that far. This could be the end for me. This could be my final fall of my life.
Chapter One
"Break"
"David!" Yelled my grandmother from her balcony. She was 78 years old and she kept my brother and I. Since we were 10 she has put up with us and our stupidity. Me? I am the biggest dissapointment since my mother. I am an explorer at 25 years old. I stand a 5 foot 7 and weigh in at 168 lbs.
"David, come help me with the fan! It is broken again," my grandmother screamed. With all of the stress we had put on her she had to becoming close to the end. We loved her and all she did for us, but lately we have been making her suffer. We always ask her to buy our things. Though, we both have good careers and more than enough money to support ourselves. No matter what my brother David had to rebel.
"Gram, I am so sick of helping you with these things! It has been so long since you have done something for us!" I couldn't believe my brothers reply. Then again i could. He was never greatful, but I really couldn't say much for myself. My grandmother is dissapointed in me because I am so much like her and my mother. Adventuring and exploring is in my family.
My grandmother began to explore at 15. Back then it was old to be an explorer, but she did it and she then married my grandfather Mason. He hated that she was an explorer so she settled down at 20 and had my mother Kristan. Of course the apple doesn't fall far from the tree! She began to explore at 20 as well.
When she met my father, who was a drug addict and abusive, she changed her entire life. She decided to stop exporing and she had me, Toni Schanders. Eventually, she decided to have one more child before commiting suicide. It wasn't my brother or I who caused it, but my grandparents who warned her I would be just like her. My father who beat her unconscience. We just sat there and watched that was all we could do.
When I was 7 my bother was 4. We were sitting with our grandparents who decided that my mother should go on one last exploration before she completely settled down. I was sad when she left, but I expected her to come back. We never know she would kill herself. We assumed that she went up tp Baya Canyon and hung herself, bacause they found a bloody rope tied to a tree. It was ripped as if some animal had ripped down the body. We didn't know that for sure. Maybe she got lost my grandparents reassured me. No, she never came back. When we went to search all we found was a rope and piece of clothing.
"Gram, there is something I want to discuss with you," I said sitting down on her bed while she finished attempting to fix the broken fan.
"Shoot Toni," she said as it turned on.
"I need to go exploring. I need to go to Baya Canyon," I said looking at her concerned for her health. "It isn't that you and Papaw Mason haven't been great you have. It is just I know my mama is out there and I want to find her." She looked at me as if I had lost my mind it had been over 15 years and Baya has been searched since then. They would have found her if she was there, but something to me other wise.
"Look, you know your mother was crazy! Between Mason hackin on her and your father beatin her I'm surprised she didn't kill you too!" My grandmother did have a bit of a point. Maybe I was crazy. Maybe she was crazy too. Either way I was determined to find my mother.
Of
Toni Schanders
By:Kaytie
Prelude
The summer heat was getting to me. I was running out of water and the next stream wasn't for atleast 5 miles. It could take me days or weeks to get to Baya Canyon. I didn't know if I could truley make it that far. This could be the end for me. This could be my final fall of my life.
Chapter One
"Break"
"David!" Yelled my grandmother from her balcony. She was 78 years old and she kept my brother and I. Since we were 10 she has put up with us and our stupidity. Me? I am the biggest dissapointment since my mother. I am an explorer at 25 years old. I stand a 5 foot 7 and weigh in at 168 lbs.
"David, come help me with the fan! It is broken again," my grandmother screamed. With all of the stress we had put on her she had to becoming close to the end. We loved her and all she did for us, but lately we have been making her suffer. We always ask her to buy our things. Though, we both have good careers and more than enough money to support ourselves. No matter what my brother David had to rebel.
"Gram, I am so sick of helping you with these things! It has been so long since you have done something for us!" I couldn't believe my brothers reply. Then again i could. He was never greatful, but I really couldn't say much for myself. My grandmother is dissapointed in me because I am so much like her and my mother. Adventuring and exploring is in my family.
My grandmother began to explore at 15. Back then it was old to be an explorer, but she did it and she then married my grandfather Mason. He hated that she was an explorer so she settled down at 20 and had my mother Kristan. Of course the apple doesn't fall far from the tree! She began to explore at 20 as well.
When she met my father, who was a drug addict and abusive, she changed her entire life. She decided to stop exporing and she had me, Toni Schanders. Eventually, she decided to have one more child before commiting suicide. It wasn't my brother or I who caused it, but my grandparents who warned her I would be just like her. My father who beat her unconscience. We just sat there and watched that was all we could do.
When I was 7 my bother was 4. We were sitting with our grandparents who decided that my mother should go on one last exploration before she completely settled down. I was sad when she left, but I expected her to come back. We never know she would kill herself. We assumed that she went up tp Baya Canyon and hung herself, bacause they found a bloody rope tied to a tree. It was ripped as if some animal had ripped down the body. We didn't know that for sure. Maybe she got lost my grandparents reassured me. No, she never came back. When we went to search all we found was a rope and piece of clothing.
"Gram, there is something I want to discuss with you," I said sitting down on her bed while she finished attempting to fix the broken fan.
"Shoot Toni," she said as it turned on.
"I need to go exploring. I need to go to Baya Canyon," I said looking at her concerned for her health. "It isn't that you and Papaw Mason haven't been great you have. It is just I know my mama is out there and I want to find her." She looked at me as if I had lost my mind it had been over 15 years and Baya has been searched since then. They would have found her if she was there, but something to me other wise.
"Look, you know your mother was crazy! Between Mason hackin on her and your father beatin her I'm surprised she didn't kill you too!" My grandmother did have a bit of a point. Maybe I was crazy. Maybe she was crazy too. Either way I was determined to find my mother.