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.𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝘃. 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 .𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢.
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The Forest. La Push, WA. May 2010
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃, 𝐖𝐄𝐓, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐒. The soft whistle of frigid breeze bustled through the pines, awakening the small sleeping figure of Evangeline Wallows. She had done it again, she hadn't in years, and now it had happened again. Evangeline awoke with fear, her eyes darted between the trees, breathlessly searching the pines for answers.
First she felt fear, then it turned to confusion, and then to disappointment—"I thought this was over." She muttered to herself, tears of frustration welled up in her eyes. I haven't done this in years. She recalled, she had hoped that her curse as she referred to it, had stopped when she moved to Forks. She hadn't had any visions, or odd feelings of death washing over her ever since her parents death, ever since she had moved to Forks. But here it was, and here she was, in the middle of the woods in her pajamas.
Well I better get home. Evangeline began making her way through the woods, her bare feet squashed uncomfortably into the dirt under her. Evee shivered as the wind hit her bare arms, she regretted wearing only a tank top and shorts to bed—but obviously she hadn't expected this to happen, she had thought it all stopped.
