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Adeline Callahan, the girl that time forgot, the one that is considered dead to the public, struggles day after day opening her eyes. She struggles day after day getting up and paci...
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"He's in love with the statue in a marble block."
The sound of the rails screeching wakes me up instantly, my hear beat picking up from the sudden noise and jostling. I sit up, my greasy hair flowing like a cascade down my back, some getting in my eyes, blocking my view of the outermost space. The scenery whizzes by in a flash, a mix of extravagant color all around. Small oak trees line the tracks, spread apart by a few feet. Wild dandelions and lilacs sprout all over as the wind weaves through the wild grass.
There's only one word I can think of to describe this: beautiful. I haven't seen such a view ever since I was little, before I was shut out of the world, before The Owners took me in as their own slave and punch bag. Before I turned into this weak, sickly pale being I am today.
The high pitched whistle sounds again, my ears ringing. I lay back down, turning on my side to stare out. The sliding doors on each side of the train are still open, though I don't know why. Inside - now that there's natural light - is stacks of wooden crates and boxes full of unknown contents. Some have labels, while others have address stickers informing where it must be transported to.
I stand up off the wooden beams of the train and move towards the back of the car, towards the neatly stacked crates. I scrutinize them, and read all the labels that say one place only. Mexico. Curious, I open up a crate and stare down inside. Fresh fruits and vegetables are all packaged and neatly placed inside, just waiting to be eaten.
I sit back down, my legs weak and shaking. I carefully lean my back on the crates, my legs straight out in front of me. I stare in front of me, not blinking. My eyes dilate when I see something move, something deep in the boxes on the other side. My heart beat begins increasing as I stare intensely at the opposite side of the train, but nothing moves, nothing makes a sound, nothing.
I'm paranoid, I'm paranoid.
I rub my eyes and stare out again, nothing's changed. I inhale and exhale silently, the sudden scare still leaving me dazed in my trance. I lie my head back again, trying to clear my bustling mind. The breeze waves over my ears and weaves through my hair.
I shut my heavy eyes, it seems that all my body can do is rest, as if it's shutting down. I sling my backpack over my lap, the contents slamming on my femur painfully. Unzipping the bag, I frantically dig through the different food items, rapidly taking out a bottled water. I unscrew the cap and down the liquid, making my throat moist, no longer dry.
I let out a sigh of relief, and slump over, taking in sharp breaths, and within seconds, my eyes droop and I'm gone.
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Hey! Sorry for the ridiculously short chapters and mistakes, I promise that they'll get longer starting with the next one😁❤️. Thank you so much for reading and I hope that you're enjoying! And so sorry if it's slow or boring, I hope to get you hooked by next chapter🤓.
