She left me with my knife. I didn't know what to do. My eyes were getting better and... Today I saw her face...
I kept trying to remember it as I sobbed into the pillow.
I kept trying to figure out what risk meant.
Because...
Well...
I might care about her.
I... Might...
I cry.
I cry harder then I have ever cried before and I have cried floods of tears.
I have cried until my tears ran out.
I have cried about everything.
The people at camp.
They didn't see me cry.
If they did it was because I was weak and they made fun of it.
Not everyone was mean when I was a child.
But the older I got the less okay it was for me to cry.
So I bottled it up for special occasions.
Really bad days and Temple nights.
When no one could see me. I never let anyone see me cry after awhile.
They would laugh.
I hated that.
I hated them.
Stuffed animals were my audience.
The ones who knew too much I mutilated.
I had a new audience every week.
Sometimes I wish I could do it with people.
Once I did.
Her name was Gwen.
I didn't actually hate Gwen.
Gwen wasn't horrible to me.
Gwen wasn't horrible to anyone.
She would go in to the New Rome Walmart and dance through the candle aisles.
Gwen could have been my friend. Might've been my friend, if I talked to her.
But they wouldn't let me.
Freak. Augur.
Not allowed in social circles.
Barely allowed to sit with Reyna at dinner.
So usually I didn't.
I'd sit by myself.
Or eat in my room.
Or not.
It didn't matter.
It never mattered.
I've never mattered.
She left me with my knife.
I take it.
I hold it.
It's pretty.
I've always thought that.
Like Rachel's eyes.
She has such beautiful eyes...
I've always thought my knife was the prettiest thing in the world.
But have you seen Rachel's eyes?
I have.
I did.
Today.
I take my knife.
I always wished I could mutilate humans like I could the bears.
I take my knife.
I hold it.
I think about Rachel's eyes.
I hope I get to see them again.
But I don't know.
I take my knife.
I use it.
It burns.
I've been waiting for this my whole life.
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Hello and good morning to you all!
I realize is not Sunday, but I haven't had the time to post yesterday. Also, I apologize for not posting the previous weekends and, even though I have no excuse for that, I have an excuse for posting today.
You see, next weekend I'll be leaving on holidays and I won't be posting for two weekends, almost three. So, I decided to post now the chapters I owe you and the ones I will, since practically is the only moment free I have while getting ready!
Here are the chapters!
Sis/Bro, Your Shadow is Hot!: 5 CHAPTERS! (Nope, not insane).
Maidenhood (adopted from TheColorofBoom): 5 CHAPTERS as well!!
Rise of Ouranos (ReWrite) (former collab with LordNitro): 5 CHAPTERS
Quest: Matchmade (former collab with Hugs6): 5 CHAPTERS
Masked Hearts (former collab with Hugs6): 5 CHAPTERS
I wish you all have a great Monday and, obviously, I'll see you the last weekend of March!
xoxo, SilverHuntresses
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Masked Hearts
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