Secrets

1.) Hello Im Bell

We were running. And running fast. My smile was dark and so was my laugh.

The only alive part of me were my eyes.

Don't you just wish of the day where you can wake up and not feel sad or mad? Just happy? Well I do... All the time.

"Hey! Watch out for that log!" I easily jump over it weaving through the bushes and branches like a well memorized maze.

Today there are seven of us, no one knows anyone. We havent even made the move to try and become friends, never do. Its a game people in this part of town play.

Rules? The first person to swear and break their swear... Loses. The consequences are up to beholder of the swear. Possibilities can be fatal.

Its quite simple really. A trust game, nothing more, nothing less. Only your feelings, and possibly your life, are on the line.

As we near Bloody Falls a new girl appears right in front of us, and since I'm in the front I almost run into her. If I hadn't rolled and came to a stop in my knee right beside her, looking up at her. I stand loving the feeling of authority that's starting to run in my veins.

"And who are you?" She doesn't say a word and I scoff, "Well you can come with us only if you play the game." She seems intrigued, "What's the game?" Me and the other exchange looks before I speak, "Quite simple really, a trust game. Rules: the first person to swear and break their swear loses, the consequences are up to the beholder of the swear. Possibilities can be fatal."

She looks around slightly shifting on her feet, "Alright I'll play." I smile, still as dark as my demeanor, "Then let's play."

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The Bloody Falls isn't just called that because of the dangerous cliffs that have sent a few down, no. Its called that cause its one of the best places to get away with murder, and the water is red. So yes the name fits.

Soon we all have reached the top and are making the fatal decent to the bottom. The ground is slippery and if your not careful you might fall onto each jagged rock, all the way down into the Bloody water.

The mist from the water fall makes it even more dangerous cause now one has limited eye sight, very limited. Letting my hands graze rather harshly on the jagged walls, I'm the first to begin the dencent, always have. One good thing about this is that they don't get to see me scared, and where I put my hands of course. I have been doing this for years now, and not everyone makes a safe decent. Breathing in a ragged breath I carefully climb down the thin rocky trails delicately carved by deer and other animals.

You're half way there c'mon.

•Here I have made a terrible mistake, I let my attention drift from the rock to where my feet step to my thoughts.•

My foot slips and so does one of my hands, a yelp excapes me, echoing both down to the water and up to the people above.

SPLASH!

I look down and see the rock that I put my foot on is gone and it was a pretty big rock. Still I continue down, there's no going back. The mist is starting to worse, indicating I have closed in on the ground. I watch even more for cracks and loose rocks when I see a few spots of grass. I stop and look around and see a faint outline of the meddow. I sigh in relief and take a step forward, still about 75 feet above land. Suddenly my hands slips a little from the rock I was holding onto and my foot flies off the edge, and barley holding on to the rock I was gripping with both hands now. While this is happening another yelp emits from my mouth muffled by my hair.

"Euh!" Grunting I manage to get on foot back on the ledge but when I go to pull up one of my hands slips off and I go shooting back down about to fall off. Once again I scream, only now I know I'm gonna fall.
The question is when.

"She's still alive? I thought she went over already!" There are faint voices from up above that are slowly penetrating the fog and I manage to scream back, "Bloody hell! I'm still ali-" my reply gets cut off by my scream as my hands slips completely off and my side comes in contact with a sharp rock, each get a stomach dropping shirek. Finally about after six Rocks I hit the water with a huge splash. When I go under I look around and surprisingly I can see through the red and make a dash towards shore. I might still be under water but it takes more time to swim to the surface and then to shore.

I break the surface and see I'm only a couple feet away, when I feel my pant leg bringing ripped and a few rocks scrape my calf. I grunt and my hands touch the small ledge to my right and I haul myself up and out of the water, rolling away from the edge and scrambling up, limping away.

Breathing hard I can see the others almost have all reached the bottom, I look to my right back at the water and sigh in relief. As I start walking I examine my torso and I can see the spots that hit the rocks and wince.

As I approach from the bushes I can hear them speaking, "Bro there's no way in bloody hell that she is alive." "I beg to differ that bitch can make it out." "That's impossible!"

I emerge, "What's impossible?"

They whip around and take my appearance in. Wet, bloody, pissed, and a ripped pant leg.

"What..?" I just limp over and plop down and try not to show any pain on my face.

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Soon the girl reapears with a wrap and other medical things, "Here I got you these." I smile and take them from her, we went back to town through the valley and now its almost midnight and we are all heading home, the new one following me.

Where the fuck did she get these?

"So mind telling me your name?"

She stops and turn to stop and front of her, "How about this, we start off over again and introduce our self's?" I nod.

She smiles and holds out here hand, "Hello, I'm Aly." I take her hand in mind and shake,

"Hello, I'm Bell."

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The picture isn't mine I got it off of Instagram by a sweeden gal.
I'll post the instagram name in a few.

Remember... Those who look for Diamonds find light and those who look for Coal find Fire...

Follow emmaroxstrom on Instagram she has amazing pictures, that where I got the picture of the eye

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