Elliot

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Moving to Bradford seemed like the best option ever, then. It was as if escaping from the ongoing terrors and so it felt like a heavy weight had been lifted from my shoulders. Mom said that once away, forgetting would be a lot more easier. Easy to forget, yes it's true but then we do have a choice you know, and I chose not to forget.

Not only because I was told not to forget but also for the fact that I didn't find it as haunting as others did.

So, remembering it makes me even more desperate to return to Dale Woods- the place I was born, the place where everything happened that changed my life.

It was 3 years ago; I had a friend named,

Elliot

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Lyra

"Lyra have you packed my canvas and paints and brushes, put them very carefully in that blue bag" Mom yells from the kitchen;

I'm near finish with putting mom's things in the bag. I've decided to take my journal with me because I want to jot down the stories that we make; dad and I.

I'm really very excited for the trip, I wish Ellie could go too but alas! she is a McQueen and they don't go on holidaying with normal people like us. They think they are royal,well sue them. Oh no, no! I'm not cursing Ellie, it's actually her family ( even she curses them too)

"Lyra dearie, Ellie's on the phone" I hear dad call out from upstairs. I quickly run up the stairs and take the phone. Don't take too long, dad mouthes me.

"Hey Ellie, I miss you" I pout, as if she can see me. I know I'm mad!

"Hi Lyra, so are you free today?" She asks

"Nope, sorry Ellie. My family planned a last min trip to the nearby hills of River-view. I wish you could go but I know you can't"

"Yeah" she sighs,"Anyway what are you planning to do once you reach there, details please" she demands in that sweet tone of hers.

"Well, dad says that mom rarely gets the time to do a canvas of her choice, mostly she is busy with other people's orders and moreover its been days since dad and I have made stories together. So," I pause to take deep breaths, I've been ranting like a jet plane,"It was dad's plan that we get out there and in the open enjoy our time story making and painting. Um.. that's pretty much it" I finally conclude. There is a short pause and then I hear again,

"Oh well! that's just so wonderful. Have a good day,bye"

"thanks Ellie, bye" I put down the receiver. I can hear dad loading the car.

Its time to go and have fun

A/N

Hey friends thanks for reading. Now if you liked this chapter please don't forget to vote and comment. And I'll update as soon as I can. [The picture above is of Camren Bicondova aka Lyra]

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pratz7