Paper Clips

She was beautiful and innocent... but oh so broken as well.

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Mira's POV

I sat in RE, head leaning on my hand. The teacher, Ms. Smith, was talking in her usual soft, monotonous voice. I glanced around: the rest of the class was almost sleeping, with Jem (the girl I sat next to) already asleep. 

'Oi Mira. Mira!'

I glanced at the front, then turned around to face my best friend, Natasha (we all called her Nat, just to annoy her). 

'Yeah?'

She leaned forwards, pushing her ginger hair back as well. 'Are you even listening to what she's saying? It's all just a load of bullsh*t.'

I grinned and nodded. 'I know right. RE is so easy.'

RING RING

The whole class suddenly woke up, and everyone nearly ran out of the classroom door, almost like they were driven out by the bell marking the end of the day.

I slowly stood up, slinging my bag onto my back. Home time now. 

Later that evening...

 I sat on the sofa, flicking through the selfies, quotes and random pictures that people post on Instagram. So... some people got 100 likes on a picture of their cat, while I struggled to get a single like on a quote. (A/N Comment/vote if you agree)

 Sure, I didn't mind it. But it made me wonder...

Why does society tell you to be yourself, but then no one likes it when you act like yourself? Like people want to know what you're really like, but no one likes what they see afterward. It was so frustrating!

I tossed my phone onto the sofa, sighing with annoyance. A name popped up on the screen: Meerkat. I smiled faintly and picked my Alcatel Pop 4 phone up again. This was going to be an evening of jokes, truths, and strange, funny conversations...

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I was swimming in a sea of fire, with nothing but flames surrounding me. I looked around frantically, searching for something I know nothing about. Then suddenly something was pulling me under, I was drowning...

Then I shot out of the sea, large white wings sprouting from my shoulders. They shone with brilliant light, pushing the fiery sea away. 

'Mira...'

Someone was calling my name.

I twisted around, wondering who was calling my name. It came again, louder.

'Mira! MIRA!'

I was pulled from my dream by someone kneeling over me, shaking me awake. I sat up, gasping wildly: the dream wouldn't leave me alone, this was the fifth or sixth time it had occured, each time the sea of fire had been brighter, hotter, and the time I had the wings had become shorter if you get what I mean.

I glanced around me and would've screamed if the person (if that was it was) hadn't put their hand over my mouth to prevent me from doing so. 

I was sitting in what looked like an alleyway, and a dark alleyway at that. All around me were shadows, whispering shadows. They felt cold like they were reaching out to me, trying to pull me away from everything I knew. It was so dark, so cold... I could feel myself falling out of consciousness. As I fell backward, I felt someone catch me, and a voice in my ears 'We'll take care of you, Mira. Count on that.'

Then vaguely, another voice: 'I wouldn't count on that Jalen.'

Then it all went black.

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Next time...

Mira woke to a room that was just plain cream. She sat up... or tried to sit up. She was tied to the bed. Fear and anger surged through her body.

Really?! Why can't I have a normal life?! 

She began to tug and pull at the ropes, at the same time calling out for someone to help her.

'You know that won't work right.'

I twisted round as far as my bonds would let me. My jaw dropped.

'JAC?!'

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Hey guys!

Yeah me again... started another story... really shouldn't have done that... But I've had this story in my head for so long, I needed to get it out...

Warning: I have my mocks soon, so revision calls:( So I might not publish for a while unless requested. BEWARE. (But I WILL be continuing this story, have no fears :) )

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RangerOfShadows

07/06/2017