Peter Ballard, my coworker of many years before his passing in 1979. We were...somewhat close. And each time we were alone he was nothing but nice, caring, and comforting to me. Maybe it was because he was manipulating me. And each time he talked to me, I'd believe him.
The way he said my name. Looked at me. How soft and comforting his voice was whenever he talked to anyone. The way his eyes softened as he smiled. How his laugh sounded. The way he'd always greet me with a good morning or hello first thing in the morning. Hell even just standing and observing made me fall for him. I fell harder for him almost every single day and no matter what, those days will always be memorable for me.
The last thing I remember before his death will always be in my brain replaying itself. The way he crashed his lips onto mine will always have that feeling. Those little butterflies at the bottom of my stomach will be there whenever I think of him. I wonder if he ever felt like that around me.
You see, Peter and I grew very close at one point. And when I mean close, I mean close. If you know what I mean. I hate to admit it, but it happened a lot. It was like our drug. A feeling we've never experienced. A way to escape everything. At first, I assume we just did it as some sort of stress relief. What stress you may be asking? I still have no clue. Our jobs, or at least mine was the easiest thing ever, I think we just needed an excuse. Anyways, as time grew on we became more obsessed with each others touch. I craved him so many times. And he craved for my touch too.
Now, you're probably wondering who I am. I'm Anastasia Meddows. I was kidnapped by Dr. Martin Brenner at just 12 years old. At the time, my body refused whatever substance he was trying to put in me to get powers. I became very ill and stayed in the infirmary area of the Laboratory. Every year he kept trying. And every time he failed. So as time went on I was sick for months, then working for Brenner. But once I turned 18 he tried again. He somewhat succeeded, but turned my whole world upside down. I, Anastasia Meddows, am a girl stuck in time basically. Due to what he put in my body caused me to stay 18. No matter how many birthdays pass, I will forever be and look 18. Almost like I'm a vampire. On a plus side I did gain psionic abilities , mental hallucinations, and ultra sensitive hearing that I hate occasionally, but the only other thing I'm thankful for about this place is that it helped me switch it off whenever I want to.
Well since you now some things about me, I guess it's time to take you back to the beginning of Peter and Is "relationship?" and how I escaped this place after Peter left me.
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If I'm gonna be honest, I have no clue if this makes sense or if its even good. If this flops ima keep writing because I have no life outta school and base my whole life on Stranger Things...so fun! If this book is good, I might consider writing about Anastasia out of the lab and in the real world with everyone and how Peter still impacts her life BECAUSE I HAVE SOME IDEAS...
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Falling In Love with Peter Ballard.
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