"Not remembering hurts less"
They told me that in the land of Berhood there was not such thing as lonliness or sadness, but if its true, why am i alone in the middle of the forest with tears falling like waterfalls from my green eyes.
*Flashback*
i will never leave you sweetheart – said my father right before that arrow touched his kind heart and his beautiful blue eyes stopped glowing. They took him away from me first and then two days after that they came for my mother, she was screaming so loud for me .
let me go!!– she screamed – Emma!!!!– she shouted as hard as she could for me.
But there i was standing, doing nothing i could not move, I still didn't understand what was going on, I didn't fight the man that was gripping my arm not even hard enough to hurt me, but still I didn't try to escape or help my mother I just stood there screaming her name over and over as much as I could even though I was only six, I could have done something .
I know its getting late but I want to stay in the forest some more time, were the house were my family lived, stood years ago.
I should go back since staying in the forest after sunset is dangerous and my aunt must be worrying about me already, although I have been coming every day to the forest since the day I turned 12 .
After my parents were taken my aunt came as soon as she heard about her sister, and took me with her to her house which was about 20 minutes from the forest, since then I have been living with her and she has been taking care of me, which wasn't that hard for her since she had lots of money from the work she did, which she would never tell me about, it's not like I even cared anyways.
As soon as i start walking back out of the forest I feel a strong breeze and some kind of voice calling me in a strange language I don't understand, I had been hearing that voice since the first time I came back to the forest after my parents were taken, it felt as if the forest was calling, I believe I am crazy since I am already the freak at school, so i just ignored it as always and kept walking until i came out of the forest and started following the path to my "house"
I was soo worried about you!– my aunt said giving me a tight hug which I never gave back, I hate hugs.
Ugh, i have been going to that forest since i was 12, I always come back before sunset what the hell do you even worry about?, besides I am already 16 I can take care of myself– I say to her but she just sighs and says
I know you don't believe in magic but it's there and this is the land of Berhood were magic is real – she says and i just role my eyes.– and one day you will have your ever after just like everyone in this town and you will be able to go to the Amber valley just like everyone else–she continued arguing.
that valley does not exist– I say
then were do you think all the happy couples go to , and the magic powers kids your age develop– she says
If everything was magical i wouldn't have lost my parents– I say and just go to my room.
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Wild Heart
Teen FictionEDITING!!. for someone who had suffered a lot it was almost way too obvious she would not like people or would not believe in anything,but that was what made the Berhood Forest a magical place where everything could happen and were reality and fant...