As far away from the bountys' house. Frank sat on the roof. spaced in his own world over .......whatever he was thinking about. An approaching voice came towards him "Franklin" , "go away", "Don't you start and what is the problem" aota snap "are you mad with the prize." Frank walked away in silence "really out of all the the things a stupid TOY!!!" she screamed "it's a boy!!!!" frank roared. they both stared at each other in silence. as the forest took a hold around them. "What do mean a boy?" aota cautiously ask breaking the silence. "that prize is a boy an and make matters worst he's your side of the family" he scorned "listen you little.......ggrrr....... we might be cousins but mother did give us a responsibility and you out of all people should know that" she spat back just as harsh. "fine but what about the brat" frank crossed his arms and look out on the water. "your sister" aota questioned with her hands on her hips. "Leave her out of this!" he yelled "YOU DO NOT YELL AFTER ME!!!! , I MAY NOT BEEN THERE FOR YOU ALL BUT I WILL NOT get mistreated" aota stroke back her anger made the lake swayed to the right. as if her emotions belong there. Frank calmed his himslef knowing nothing will be done if they both lash out. "why did you came?" Aota remained silent then her voice camed far "when you tell her your part of the story then she will understand"she walked away. "till then she will find out by your sister" And there Frank stayed in silence.
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"The cover?" Alice remarked. "No my dear what's under!" he left the cover over to view. ......'a boy' "......who the hell thought of this" Alice spat in disgust. a young man of lilac hair but stormy eyes. It feels like he spear into my soul to see who I am.his skin almost look as milk but is very smooth. his body tower Alice. the same way frank did. Further more 'he almost look like Frank. Well without the elf ears and strong frame. "this is your new home" the headmaster cheered. The judges clap but each one them had a look of concern. "A boy isn't it the lad from the foreign lands" Mrs. Swan whispered. They all nod knowing that this will never end well. 'what bloody hell am really going do with this' Alice thought. They left the quarters of the school. And all drove home and Frank waited by the door. "your name will be death" as they entered the house. "yes ma'am" his raw Italian deep voice. everyone stood still amazed he could speak English. "who thought you, English I'm speaking of?" Alice turned to face him. "my mother and father they never let their false clouded my dream" he stared into my eyes.and I felt a warm sensation like I was being pulled in. That's when frank cough violently and I ran to see what has happen but he kept repeating he was fine. "yes um Mr. Death what is your real name?" I ask across the room. "Antonio Sanbeniē his strong voice felt enchanting. I haft to keep it together "well your new name will be "Amoidde Antonio Death" I remarked. I gave him instructions of what will be provided in the house. and when he left a shower of relief came over and I ran to my room. To find Frank asleep. his face looked so soft and gentle I wonder what he's dreaming about "Frank" I sigh when I sat beside him and stroke his hair. "what would I ever do without you" 'Really? what would I do?'
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Fantasy"If poision can be any shade of color why the term of love haft to be red" alice remark. Staring at her glass of wine in emotional silence In 1893 a young lady who is known for intelligence far further than her class. She never spoken to anyone oth...