Ashely's pov
She was a beautiful child, she just couldnt see it herself. she had always been quiet, yet she said she wasnt sad. she had a perfect family. being blind wouldnt bring her down. but if she was ever down, malcholm was always the one who cheered her up, they shared eachothers feelings for they were both disabled. i never knew until not to long ago that they were bullied in school, this causing my brothers suicidle death. after that, mina never spoke. of course she was horribly sad when her beloved parents died but, he was different,and she lost him as well.
me and mina have made up though she is not as she use to be. i wish i knew what she was going so i could help her, but i probrably couldnt help her much if i did know. just today she was in her bed with a cat on her back when she was suppose to be at school, i let her stay home. about an hour later i heard a scream and rushed in to find her with a gash on her cheek she was in a gaze staring at the floor in shock, i managed to snap her out of her gaze and got her cleaned up. i let her off the hook yet again, shes been through so much for me to punish her. i didnt know what to do. i got up at 3:30 in the morning and got back around 2:30 in the afernoon on mondays through wednesday, i got thursday and friday off, then i worked from 5:00 to 1:00 at night, i was exhausted most off the time to deal with things at home, i felt bad and hoped mina under stood, she was all i had.
Mina's pov
i need to find out more. although i find myself terrified just thinking about meeting it again, ive come to the conclusion that if i could see it again, though i wish i could see it, i would get more clues on what it was. i had to get outside.
i had a special place outside where me and brother would go everyday. he led the way of course. over the years ive learned the path by heart. it was my place to think and relaxe. i headed out telling ashely that i was going and would be back in a few hours. i hadnt gone in a while.
3 years ago
i felt a slight tap on my shoulder.
'Mina come on, lets go." Brother whispered.
"Ok." I replied.
Brother did this quite often so I wasn't confused, we were going to our favorite place. We snuck outside still in our pjs. it must have been four or five in the morning for I felt the damp dew of our lawn. after about five minutes we arrived.
" just in time, the suns coming up." he exclaimed. out here at this time brother said was the highlight of his day. I wasn't going to lie, it was probably mine too. though I couldn't see the sun rise, I could feel it. brother would help me up onto a branch of our favorite tree and I would wait for the wonderful feeling of the sun gleaming its warm rays on my face. I never would get sick of this feeling. brother would then say, " its like we're being charged up for the day." I would chuckle cause it was entirely true. then he would finish off with, " god knows we need it." then I would laugh again, brother was the only one who could make me laugh. if I was in a more cheerful mood I might have said, , " I just can't ever seem to get a full charge!" then he would laugh.
We would sit in silence for the next five minutes getting in all we could. listening as birds chirp their beautiful songs and the sun rises up fully into the sky signifying that it was time to get back.
We arrived at the house and quietly entered. Ashely was still asleep. He went back to his room and I went to mine. I slept for as long as I still had left which was probably only an hour. As the alarm clocked beeped loudly in my ear I prepared for dreaded day at school.
Present
I snapped out of my thoughts about brother. I had arrived. I probably hadn't been here in about two years. Although I couldn't see it, it hadn't seemed to change. Just standing there put the slightest grin on my face. Then, not to far behind me, I heard the "mew" of a black cat. He rubbed up against my leg. I sighed, how could I not love this cat. i gently picked him up and he rested his head on my shoulder purring. i kissed his forehead. hes such an odd cat. i felt for the tree i had always sat in. i think i found it. i then carefully lifted myself on the branch that ment so much to me and held so many memories. just sitting there felt as if i had stress lifted off my shoulder. but something felt off. someone was here. but that couldnt have been possible. i thought for a few minutes, it could be that thing i had met in my room earlier today. i couldnt make up my mind of whether this was good or bad. i need to focus. i felt warm breathing on my neck. i clenched my fists, i couldnt be scared. this may be my last chance. i thought of only one thing i could do.
"h-hello. you said you wanted me to join you. where?" i whispered so quietly i knew only the thing behind me would hear.
"join us.we love comany. you wont leave me lonely will you?" its voice sounded as if it had but only a few vocal cords left in it.
"so theres more of you... um, what are you?" i didnt want to get it angry but i had to know.
"why they didnt tell you. Oh! you must have forgotten, that was, at least 15 years ago." i was confused and frightened. what did it want with me!
" what are you, where do you want me to join you?" it wasnt answering any of my questions.
" well, im number 10,200. there sure is alot of us! im... a guess people like you call us demons. lets just leave it at that!" it answered. so its name was 10,200 and it was a demon. why was it talking to me!
"lets just make this quick and easy darlin. this was to be done years ago!" before i had time to think its clold hand grabbed my arm and yanked me off the branch. the cat hung onto my leg for dear life. i screamed but it came out muffled for he had put his disgusting, freezing hand over my mouth.
"screaming isnt gonna get you anywhere darlin." he whispered into my ear. my breathing got harder and i blacked out.
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FantasyMina Biers is 15 years old and isn't any normal girl. she hasn't always been Mina, she used to be a girl named Sarah who died at only the age of 17. Sarah is reborn into Mina. lots of explaining is to be done when the people of "second chances" resc...