Taste of love...

Running from the issues...

                                                                Elie's perspective:

 I didn't want to, but I had to in the end. I would be leaving at the peak of dawn, running to the train station and leaving my home land with a small suitcase jammed packed with all of my needs. I had every right to do this, even though I began growing scared at every thought. Memories of Meg and the others kept appearing violently in my mind, making me anxious and depressed about even having the idea of departing. I tried to forget while I was packing up my things, ignoring Meggie as she asked my why I was doing this. I sorta' got angry, and lashed out on her, making a small scratch down her cheek. Because she was only a few years younger then me (Year 8, I'm year 9) (8th grade, I'm 9th grade) I felt guilty for my terrible actions. I helped her to her feet as she limped away, down the stairs and into the kitchen. This drew me into crying, punching walls and throwing my home made dagger about, marking and denting the walls of my bedroom. After a few moments passed, I realized that I didn't need to worry about my SISTER! She was just a sister, that's all she'd ever be. I grabbed up my suitcase and headed straight to the door, not taking a second glance at my sister or mother, both in the kitchen idolizing over some pop magazine that my mum thought made her 'cool'. This gave me all the more reason too leave, along with my original excuse. That everyone didn't care, I knew I was alone. Even Beth had kicked me too the kerb at this point. I just left but didn't head in the way of the train station. I went in a different way...to Shadow's house. I had my suitcase still clutched in my right hand as I elegantly walked on the pavement/side walk. When I reached the old, mouldy place, I knocked with the hook at the top of the door, suitably. I dark figure creaked open the door, and for a few seconds, didn't recognise me until I spoke at last. With my weird affection and interest for this young women, talking to her was an amazing feeling. After a while she led me through and tutted herself that she kept me outside. I giggled softly, telling her it was perfectly okay. I sat on the sofa and we talked for a while as she sat in a more then holy throne in front of me. I smiled at her, brightly and cheerfully until I began talking about the demented side of the story, about having no friends that I trusted anymore. But then...she interrupted me..."Elie...you're a one of a kind, a beauty in our world, hidden from those stupid people. I believe in you and I always will...I must let you free into the world once more...so cruel, so cold. Be on your way and if you must, do run and hide. You'll be remembered as the girl with no...courage." That was the first time I heard her soft, gentle lisp speak. It was a wonderful voice she had, calming like the sea on a bright crystal sunset. I didn't leave for the train that day but I must say...I didn't want too any longer, now I'd found true friendship.

                                                           Beth's perspective:

I hadn't seen Sam all of yesterday. It had been a hectic day back at school and I didn't expect any of this. Me, Max and Lilly all stayed home yesterday. I also heard that Elie and Meggy didn't make an appearance either. Max was badly harmed, all of one of his legs scratched up. His face was covered in bruising and scars along with his hands, which were constantly trembling. Again today none of us had gone to school, and I was probably going to get on tremendous trouble but I needed to help out with Max and the others. It was a hard life...