With her alternating past and constant look of panic and fear in her eyes,you could tell she was on the run from someone. Or should i say something.
It was the summer of 2015 everything was good in the town, kids were playing in the park the mums were all talking and the dads were watching the football. But something happened, fog and darkness came over the town a young girl around my age 15,16 maybe came running though but stopped as soon as she saw all of us standing there, no one ever thought anything of it well that was until we found out her past, then everything made sense.
I remember running and stopping as soon as i saw all of theses people frozen in time. Children on the swing had stopped in mid air , mothers stood with mouths open and curious faces they looked like they had been talking. The only thing i could hear was the football game from a tv but the fathers watching it had also stopped. I had made eye contact with a boy around my age, we starred into each others eyes for 3 seconds but it felt like longer.
Then all of a sudden everything almost re-played or re-started i guess. No one took any notice of me , except from that boy he looked at me as if he knew who i was or who i am now.
I started to walk over to her. I had no idea what i was going to say but it was like something was compelling me to her. She had panic in her eyes but somewhere hidden in there was a small detail of fear. "Hi are you new here?" i asked waiting for her reply."i guess you could say that yeah" she answered. "Whats your name?", "bel- um", she hesitated,"emma , emma smith" she said this with much more confidence than before. " and yours ?" she asked politely. "Aidan , aidan forrest ", "you lived here your whole life aidan ?" "yeah its nice but after a while you get bored of all the high class charity events and having to be someone your not just to please everyone else", "ooo high class , wow i've never been anywhere like this before". " well where have you been then emma smith " "oh you know everywhere and anywhere ", "cool , now correct me if i speak out of term but where are your family emma, shouldn't they be traveling with you?" , " who said i'm traveling i'm simply ", she hesitated again," out on an adventure , now is there a hotel around here maybe " , " there is , would you like me to show you ?" " yeah thanks , you know considering everyone here looks like a rich snob who likes to make fun of the lower classes , your actually quite nice." "uhh i'll try not to take that as an insult " . " you shouldn't thats probably the nicest thing ill say to you." " oh okay then thank you" "your welcome".
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The girl through the fog
RomanceA young is forced to find her father after her mother dies unless she wants to go into foster care. When she expects to be there then get sent away, her plans change and end up changing her life. To live in the fog or the clear