Darkness has evolved for Larisa Santos - A waitress whose facing many trials in her current lifestyle. Her ruinous personality causes mayhem as she is determined to set herself free from her corrupt home life. This only impacts her decision when she...
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Larisa
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Apparently there's no such thing as sleep here. My eyes adjust to the light as I hear a speaker emerging in the corridor. "It's Friday wood chopping ladies! Up you get!", Harmony says and I merely drop back down into my covers with a groan.
All I hear are the thuds of knocking at my door. "Up you get Larisa. This includes you as well!", She says. I grunt out and try and carry my tired body out the wooden bed. Something tells me staying here might not be such a good idea after all.
It's not long before I get myself dressed and head downstairs towards the front of the house. My outfit for today is a thermal co-ord to keep me warm from the morning coolness.
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I feel the cold brush against my face as I head outside and notice a few of the girls chopping wood. My eyes immediately dart to Daisy and Dana who are smacking an axe against one of the logs. I guess this is a lesson on survival if we ever camp out. Whilst making my way towards them, I spot a few of the girls shamelessly eyeing my body, making me feel naked under their gaze.
This place can be weird sometimes.
"Hey", I say. "Hi Larisa!", Daisy replies. "Oh my god you look so good. I would ask to borrow that outfit but my body wouldn't look that good in it". I scoff. "Don't make my head bigger than it already is", I joke. Dana laughs and hands me an axe. "So what's this for?", I ask. Dana seems like the only normal one out of all these girls so I trust being around her next to this huge ass axe.
"We chop would as a way of keeping fit and connecting with nature. It's kind of like a 2 in 1 for our health", She says. "Oh I see. So kind of like this?", I say before attempting to place the axe over my shoulder. The weight only carries me down and I fall back onto the ground full of sticks.
Yeah...I need to hit the gym.
Dana simply laughs and helps me back up. "I swear i'm not that weak", I defend. "Don't worry it happened to me before as well. Just don't hold it over your shoulder. Simply rise it up", She says whilst demonstrating. "And down", She says and pierces the sharp edge into the wood.
