***********THE PICTURE IS OF EMILY***************
She crept quietly as she came closer to the noise. She hid under a bush and tried to see who or what was creating the noise. What she saw couldn't have made her angrier.
There in the middle of three men was a girl. She was wearing a dress with a sweater that she was holding close. The boys were laughing at her fear as tears were streaming down her face. One tried to touch her and she quickly slapped the hand away. The action angered the boy, so he grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the ground. She struggled but cried as she realized she was too weak.
The psychic came out of hiding and cleared her throat. The three men spun around to face her. There was no sound until the leader broke the silence.
"Well, well. Looks like we have another one boys." He said coming closer to the visitor.
"I'm pretty sure you three don't want to get closer." The psychic said.
"And why is that? You against us three? You must be out of your mind." He replied smugly. He took another step closer.
"It's because I can kill you three from here." She said with a smirk. He laughed at her and charged towards her at full speed.
"I warned you, but now I'll put my words into action" she looked towards the him and focused on his throat. He was lifted off the ground as she thought of something brilliant. She lifted the other two men and threw them to a nearby tree. The young girl was watching the scene with wide eyes. She looked towards the psychic and cried silent tears of joy.
"It's okay. They're not going to hurt you anymore. Shh." She said to the girl as she tried to comfort her. She carried the young girl to where she and the boy were resting before. When she got there she noticed the boy was awake. He was sitting on the ground and when he heard her he turned to face her. She stopped to let the other down on the ground.
"My name is Uru. I want to know your names as well." She said with a kind smile. The boy looked at her before he spoke his name.
"My name is Jesse. Thanks for taking me in." he gave a small smile. He turned to the young girl and asked, "Who is she?"
The young girl shifted before saying, "Emily." She seemed quite uncomfortable with Jesse. Maybe it was because of the incident that just occurred.
"Now that we all know each other's names, why don't get a move on and take you home Emily?" Sh said with a smile, but it soon faded away as she saw her shaking with fear.
"What's wrong Emily?" She asked, just after the girl burst into tears. She was confused as to why she didn't want to go home. Then realization struck her. What if she didn't have a home? What if her parents died? What if she was kicked out and couldn't go back? As all these thoughts were spinning through my head, Emily whispered the three words she hated.
"They sold me."
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Psychoactive Weapon
Science Fiction"She is running away from someone. No, not someone. Something. It was tall with broad shoulders and a lean body. It was fast which made her run faster. She needed to get away because she knew what it wanted. She just didn't want to remember them. Sh...
