Ollie stepped out onto the balcony, feeling lost.
"Ollie?"
"Go away."
Annabella heard the hurt tone and ignored her wishes, she walked inside and walked onto the balcony "you know, pushing people away won't help right?"
"I can't get any attachments, what if you die next by that feind."
"Cmon' don't think like that!"
"I told you to go away, so please listen."
Saying that, Annabella walked away and walked down the stairs to the kitchen to make Ollie a snack.
She came back into Ollie's room with a trey of Porridge and put in down on her bed
"Ollie, I made porridge!"
Ollie ignored what she had said and kept looking at the sky, as if no one was even there. Annabella soon after left Ollie's room upset and worried.
She sat down on her bed and ate the porridge Annabella left her. She realized she can't shut people out but she also can't make attachments.
Annabella sat silently in the library, reading "the shine of the night", it was a interesting story, she narrowing her gaze and followed along the words of the story.
Ollie decided to go outside but she couldn't let Annabella know so she got down through the balcony, she used her blanket and made ties in them, she used it as a rope and threw it down the balcony.
While climbing down she missed a step and fell all the way down hitting her head, she felt her eyes getting heavy
"Are you ok?" Came a pitchy voice
When Ollie opened her eyes she saw someone at least 4'0
"Where are your parents?"
"They aren't here!"
The kid said it with such confidence and calmness.
"Well.... they were but then red stuff came out of there mouths!"
"This poor kid" Ollie thought as she picked the kid up putting the kid on her back "hold on"
The kid held onto Ollie's neck
"What's your name?"
"It's raine!"
Ollie kept raine on her back looking for some more ingredients and seeds
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Dreams
FantasyAnnabella Fuqui is the daughter of a royale prospective. She finds herself lost in the woods on a particular night. The wood was shining a bright blushish greenish color it looked like magic was bustling. Whenever she made her way out of the woods...