I breath heavily, I look up just to see darkness. I look left and right, darkness. W-where am I? I feel so weak, I try to crawl but something stop me. I look at my hands and see that my hands is chained with thick, strong chains. There were markings on, I'm confussed.
"Truth..... Lies..... Death.... Truth.... Lies and Death...." I hear a creepy whisper voice from a women, this went on for a while until I have the guts to ask:"What do you mean?" No one answer, it's silent for a moment but then I hear a glass break close to me. I don't see any glass that breaks, but I hear it.
"The symbols on you're chains." I hear a familair voice, also female, but it's not the same voice that whispered. This one have more hatered in her voice. I look everywhere, any sigh of the living soul talking to me. I hear another glass break, still not seening it.
"Do you know why you are in chains?" the same voice ask.
"N-no." my voice break of fear and fright. Another glass breaks, I turn my gaze where I heard the glass broke and see a blurwoman figure...
"Truth is more like a lie and a lie is more like truth... You were feed lies you're whole life! That is why you are chained...the chains of Truth and Lies." she says it so confincing, I don't believe her.
"Who are you?" I ask, narrowing my eyes. I hear another glass break and I wake up! With sweat, heavy breathing and.... burn marks on my hands? What the heck!? I look next to me and see that my water glass is shatterd all iver my wooden floor.
Aaaghh, just great!
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Trinngggg!!!!!!!!!! I hear the Friday-end-of-school clock. YES! It is the weekend! The whole class storm out of the History class. I look in the crowd, searching for the one spesific persoon. I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn around to see a boy from the age of 18, my age, with brown hair and eyes. Blue shirt and denim pants with navy snickers, I smile at him.
"Hey Steve! Whatcha doing?" I ask, he smile at me.
"You know, tapping radome persoon, her name Elizabeth and saying hello." he say with a shrug.
"Come on, lets get going. The others is waiting." I say and we walk out the school. We came to my car and we see the other three, I smile to myself... Lets begin this weekend!!
YOU ARE READING
Elizabeths Tragedy
De TodoI'm an aighteen year old girl, my name is Elizabeth (but call me Liz, please) and I have an AMAZING life with my best four friends; Steve, Caitlyn, Tara and Amy. But everthing changes on one weekend.... **************** Liz will find her love of her...
