School is a bitch.High school sucks.I have exams.So heres it.The plot is longer now till I get time to actulaly write.
Toodles,for now.
Nev.
October 2011.
"I-I just dont understand any of this." I responded ,my breathe breathless.My palm trembled as I watched the grooves and calloueses of my hands.
The heralist strenched her hands and placed it on the soft fabric of my throusers as a lump itched my throat.Her eyes landed on mine,her eyes wer hard and dark as her grip got tighter on me.The heat dispersed and spread.The room tight nad heavy with dried herbs and in front of her lid a woven basket filled with dried funal stuff.I sniffled and sucked in a breathe and ran my hands through my threses.
"Calm down Nev."Her teeth was gritted and her eyes were narrowed.Then she rested her bak against and realised a heav sigh and fingered her thick,sliky hair.Skin the colour of bark and a flash of canine teeth.It reminded me that none of us whee human and even the flash of claws.But her patience had ran thin like ice caps on the river that ran though my home.
Her lips curved into a frown."You need to get over her.She is already dead."The realisation had dawned to me as my eyes widened at her.
How heartless was she being?
Then the reaalsiation had dawned to me.She thought this girl,if she was even a girl was a figment of my imagination,I summoned or played with demonic findings or something or she didnt think what happened to me was genuine or a waste of time.With that,my heart clenched and all the air got sucked out as I forced myself to inhale.It felt as if a wooden board was placed on my chest and someone—something heavy sat on my chest.
She sighed again ,and kicked her feet under and folded her legs."Let her go ,Nev.The Godess has a plan."
"Plan?What plan.Shes a goddamn child.At first,I initially thought she was here to punish me or I was her punishment but it was all a lie.She was being punished and i had to save her but she always die."I threw my hands up broken and shattered."Why?Why does it hurt so much?"I anted to break down and cry my ass off.But I couldnt when my sleep was at stake and my heart was wrenched out of my chest like a harpoon.
"Let go."was all she said,her voice smooth and velvety like the river that mendered in my home.With a wave of hand.her voice light like air and feathers.
"Face it.The child never existed.Like I said ,she might as well be dead."
"But it hurts."I let out breathlessness. My heart contorted in pain as I frantically tapped y chest with my fingers.My breathe hitched and eyes wide."But it hurts so much.I am an adollosent.a child.A mere pup.But its hurts watching her die.Over and over.And all you tell me that she is false."
A wave of annoyance fell on her face as he leaned back.Her eyes harda nd her her jaw hardened.
"I just can't watch her die. Every.Damn.Time."She bit her lip and ran her hands through her hair which went down her shoulders.
She waved her hands dismiisevely,ingnoring my pleas as riults of sweatt trickled down my back.My heart shattered and lurcged forward.
Is this how it feels to see the world ignore your cries?
I have no mouth but I shall scream–scream to what?
"Then what are these feelings."I screamed,hands threw aboive my head.My breathe laboured,my heart hammered in my chest as I sucked in a breathe."Why did I see her past ,herories and her family if this child,isnt real at all?
That she was silent as her shoulders sank dow like an iceberg ,bobbing uselessly in the ocean,the wide expanse.Then with a sigh ,she brought her hands forward."It could be yours,you made her.Or is a demon wgo found your weakss."She replied,her cacluitive brain spewing stuff I didnt want to hear.But maybe deep within my heart.she was right and i jst selfishly didnt want to believe it.I darted my eyes towards my throusrs and siged as my hair slipped down my back nad neck like a waterfall.
"Maybe youre right."
She brught her hands gain."Just dont tell anyone about this?Keep it to yourself till we are sure ,okay?"
I nodded and spread my fingers wide."I wasnt planning too."
Then I got to my feet,knelt down to the small bow shaped house and sighed.With one pitiful look and siggh,I crawed out after I remembered what I said intially.
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