Present White, hot, blistering pain that makes each scream for mercy unwillingly rip from my chest like a rabid animal only to turn into a raspy moan as it leaves my cracking lips. I pray for death to come quickly and find my cries ignored as if the fates were playing some cruel game with me. They have taken all semblance of hope from me until I’m left with nothing but darkness. I embrace the darkness I once feared with open arms and let it wrap me in its embrace. A Few Months Earlier… The flight attendant’s voice announces that we are landing in Seattle and I gather my things; before stepping off the plane into the arms of my warden, a.k.a. my grandma Rose. “Mia, it’s been too long” she says pulling me into a hug. I take in her appearance …show more content…
I get out of the car and sigh, the house looked like it had been around during WWI and that was a complement. I grab my bags and make my way up the steps, accepting my fate. I was hallway up the steps when I drop one of my bags and successfully send clothes flying everywhere. A sudden chill runs through me and before picking up my clothes, I stop to take a look around. I felt like someone was watching me, I freeze when I see it from the corner of my eye, a person was hiding in the bushes across the street. I was still trying to figure out what to do about being watched when Rose pokes her head out the door. “Mia, are you coming inside? It looks like it’s starting to rain and I don’t want you catching a cold.” “Yeah, just give me a minute” I say. I turn back towards the bushes to find whatever or whoever it was I was looking at gone. Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me, it had been a long plane ride. I shrug it off before grabbing the rest of my stuff and heading inside. I place my bags down and look around at all the knickknacks and pictures Rose had scattered throughout her living room. One picture in particular caught my attention and I pick it up before realizing that I knew someone in the photo. “Hey Rose, who are these guys in this picture with my dad?” I
You are alone at night, and all you have is a flashlight that doesn't work and a sleeping bag. Then you see a church and decide to go behind it to stay away from a person’s eyes. When you get there you put everything down and put new batteries in your flashlight. When you start doing this, you hear voices around you and start wondering if you are not alone. Looking everywhere you find nothing, then you come back where you were and your stuff has been moved. Then you start wondering around and you come upon a mental cover covered with grass. You open it up and you find stairs and your curiosity get the best of you. You head down the stairs and then you feel like something is pulling you down. You get down there and it feels like you have been down there for weeks and when you come back up, you do not remember anything that just happened. This experience has been felt by many people that
As I was driving down the road I saw red, and blue lights going off behind me, so I turn on my turn single and turned to the side of the street and parked my car. I saw the police officer getting out of his car and started to walks towards me, my hands were getting all sweaty and clammy, my stomach was in complete knots and I couldn’t figure out if I was going to vomit, or just pass out. I heard a knock on my window, and I rolled it down.
A New Beginning The dreadful crimes, the gray sky. The powerless people and the fearful creatures. All this misery and tragedy ended when someone from far, far away came into our midst. A superhero who called herself Aqua. We had people frightened from far and wide praying and calling for someone who could protect them and their families.
Things went on as usual for the next two weeks. I had convinced Melinda to press charges on that son of a bitch for posting that video. Melinda gradually started to smile more often and we'd grown close to each other. We even started talking about maybe finding our own place, a small house maybe.
I suppose the money could’ve also doubled as abortion money if I ever needed that, which hopefully I never will. It’s just that, you could say it’s kind of commonplace around here that every girl in Saraland had a roll of twenties hoarded away somewhere as a plan B if it ever came down to that.
Lauren's POV I wake up in Dani's warm embrace, causing me to smile at her touch. I kiss her forehead and then see a pair of brown eyes staring at me. Shoot! Lisa's brown eyes are not colored with the rage I expected, they are laden with understanding.
As she leaves, Donnelly insists to himself that she is not able to complete the task as he sits at the table and continues to type. In fact, he appears to be doing this in a suspenseful manner, almost like he is eager to see if she is indeed trustworthy enough to deliver a letter with important content. Rose successfully returns from the post office having delivered the letter and obtaining the receipt and is met by Sadie as she walked up the doorsteps. Sadie is concerned as to why Rose left the house, so Sadie asks Rose where she had went. Rose, out of breath, responds that she just finished dropping of Donnelly’s coats at the cleaner.
One day a beautiful young girl named Rose was getting ready for her first day of high school.She was really excited she could hardly sleep last night, Rose wore her new uniform with pride and had her hair neatly done. Rose gave her mum and dad a kiss and leaped out the door. As Rose was walking to school she had many different emotions running through her head, one minute Rose was happy and the next she was ready to run home and hide under her sheets. Rose finally got to her new school where she was going to spend the next 4 years of her life. Rose saw a teacher and decided to ask if she knew where she could find the homeroom lists. The teacher replied saying “Yes you can find the list on the notice board near the tuckshop!” the teacher pointed
So for the last month before school I was staying with Harry and the Dursleys. Aunt Petunia was alright with me being in the house. She claimed that even though I was a witch and I didn’t act like one that she was fine with me, as long as she could dress me up like a doll.