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Her point of view: I couldn't breath. He was so close, to finding out who I was, to analyzing my face. He would report me to the CPS and my secret would be found out.
#sundayrepost Have you ever been in one of those situations where things could have easily gone differently. You know, those times when looking back on it you were really lucky to survive.
Hey, I really hope you enjoy this. I'm going to try and make this my best story. Please like and repost. Chapter 1: Dream to die. I ran. My feet crushed the twigs when I stepped on them.
I pick up a dead mouse sitting on a ripped, stained couch. "Tell me again why we're staying here!" Summer sighs.
Anna sat at the table, her long blonde fringe covering her eyes, with her head down. They didn't think she was listening but she was, and beneath her hair and long eyelashes she was watching too.
We took the stairs two at a time, rushing to get out of there. We ran down the corridor at the top and went through the door at the end. The door led into a room that looked familiar to me.
His lips were soft yet hard against mine as he kissed me gently at first. His eyes were closed and his hands were firmly on my hips pulling me into him.
Dean was a man of many stories. You could never be certain of the role he played until the very end, constantly surrounding himself with pretty lies and prettier women.
Pain is a hard thing. You never know what is round the corner. I didn't know about Donte or about my parents and I sure as hell had no clue about Garrett ... Ah, Garrett...
Illiana's house was huge. From the ground it looked about medium-sized, but close up it looked like a mansion. "So this is my house," Illiana said cheerfully.
I started pacing again. I had to take little steps though, since the extremities of the room were pretty small. I needed to know exactly what has been going off for all these years.
Chapter 5 The streets were empty. Old people walked their dogs. Cars drove by. It was an ordinary Tuesday . I walked beside James. I didn't care much about speaking.
I stared at her. A voice called from outside; "Isadora!" "That'll be my mother. Got to go. See you round?" She asked. "Um... Yeah, okay." I watched as she left through the flap in the tent.
It was a light; simple. A blinding, pulsating ball of light shone straight into my eyes, reflecting a bloody, scarlet beam at the dark cave wall.
A million things are running through my mind at this point. One of the main ones is how the hell does this stranger know my name. I know I'm supposed to answer, but I don't feel obligated to.
Holding my breath, heart pumping at a hundred miles an hour, I board the bus for the first time. Time seems to stop; sudden silence deafens me. All eyes seem to fix on me and I gulp a little...
The black rabbit is a beast like no other. It lures it's victims out into the dark and 'stops their time'.
Flying across a velvet sky, I feel calm, peaceful. My sigh reverberates gently through the sapphire ocean beneath me, it's surface throbbing with the song of the waves.
~ Trying to Read A Closed Book ~ She awoke suddenly at the bottom of a cliff with the sea lapping over her aching limbs.