Blades of grass, they cut the soles of my feet as I run through an overgrown field. I couldn't care to pay attention to it, I can't stop even for a second, they're not far behind. I have to keep running...Hide.
I hear the yells of the three men trailing behind.
My legs begin to cry out in pain as I force them to their maximum capacity, real pain begins to overtake my body as I feel the warn trace of blood rolling down my skin.
I begin to rapidly trace my body for any weapon real of makeshift I can use, anything at all. The men are closer and I'm getting slower.
"Nowhere to run now, just surrender and we'll let you live... for a few more days" one of the men says, whispering the final few words to the other two men at his sides.
"Fuck off." I scoff as I'm cornered like a wild animal to a cliff's edge. My bare feet only a few inches away from the edge, soiled in mud and blood. I could hear the waves below the cliff crashing against the jagged rocks hugging the precipice itself.
I was out of options and my body was growing weaker as I struggled to draw breath blood pooling in my hands as they hold my abdomen tight. What is left of my clothes now a bloody mess, I knew I was about to faint, and I knew I wasn't going to make it out of here alive, the only thing left to decide was who I would allow to take my life.
The waves calling out for me, time stopped as I let go of all the thoughts and worries that have been plaguing me for years, and let the world engulf me.
I fell, the air enveloping me as I plummeted to the rocks below, the three men ran to the cliffs edge indistinctively shouting and arguing with and at each other, but I couldn't hear anything, I could only hear the wind rushing past me. The waves became louder as I came closer to kissing them. Then there was darkness, no pain, no fear, just bliss and darkness.
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I jerked awake, sweating as I try to catch my breath, I lean my head against the cold train window I was sat next to.
"Nightmare?" Ambrose asked
I simply nodded. "You need to get more sleep Bells, that's what's giving you all those nightmares." Avery said
"Have you thought about how maybe the nightmares are the reason keeping me awake?" I say sarcastically as I rest my head against the headrest.
"Well, it's good you're awake now, we're almost there." Avery says
"Yeah okay" I say dismissively. As I rub my eyes with the heel of my hands in an attempt to wake myself fully.
"What house do you think we're going to be sorted into?" Ambrose says.
"I'm hoping I get Ravenclaw, at least now I'll be surrounded by intellectuals unlike in Morny, all the thunderbirds were a bunch of meatheads." Avery says, she's never much of a vanity type, although she's gorgeous and has a modelesque aura to her she likes it better when others comment on her intellect rather than on her physique, which tended to happen quite a lot back in our old school, Ilvermorny.
"Well I hope we end up in slytherin, I heard Gryffindors were some prideful A-holes" Ambrose says "besides this one girl that transferred last year from Hogwarts to morny said the slytherins were de-li-cious" he states matter-of-factly.
"Oh you're just in this for the guys." Avery says
"Come on we need to know where to start our fifth year right, besides I have my priorities straight." he says
"What do you think Bella, what house do you want in on?" Avery asks me.
"Don't really care, as long as these next few years go by fast." I say as I close my eyes once more.
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Lost in the Truth
أدب الهواة09/30/24 I am Editing this because this is trash writing from four years ago anyways here is the real plot of this story. After years of Arabella's (Bella) family keeping her far away and safe at Ilvermorny School of Magic, she returns home to Engl...