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10 years ago

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This book is the first book I've written on wattpad. Do give it a try. The writing improves a lot (imo) as I continue on. This is my own book and my own ideas (You can tell cuz it gets wild.) I don't own the characters (names), except Sasha (+ Y/n). Thank you to everyone who has supported my book from the start, who has commented and who has voted. I purple you guys💜

The sky grew darker and darker as I stared up at it. Birds flew around, trying to return to their nests, panicking at the sound of thunder and the sight of lightning. A drop of rain landed on my nose. I giggled.

I ran back to the house as fast as lightning and put my red raincoat and welly boots on. I opened the kitchen door and quickly walked over to my mummy. 

"Mummy, I want to go outside!", I pouted at her.

She looked down at me and chuckled,"You'll catch your death out there, honey. It's about to rain!"

"Please! I want to walk in the rain. I'll be back really soon!"

My mummy sighed and started chopping the carrots for the dinner. She looked over at me and nodded. 

"Only if you stay within sight and if you get too wet come back right away. Ok, Sasha?"

I danced around in victory and then quickly nodded. I sprinted outside and to the garden. The sky was a dark grey and it was lashing rain. I smiled and jumped on the marshy grass. The birds were all gone, none flying in the sky. I looked over at the forest and searched for birds on the trees.

 Instead of finding birds there, I saw a middle aged man. He waved at me. Goosebumps traveled down my arms and back, but I waved back. 

The man started to walk towards me. I froze on my spot but when I saw the warm smile on his face, I got curious and walked towards him. When I was a metre away from him, I froze again. I don't know why I walked towards him. He looked familiar. 

"Why are you out here, sweetie?" he asked kindly.

"I wanted to play in the rain. Mummy said I could" I responded politely.

"But Papa says it's too cold out here. Come home with me, Sasha." he said, seeming concerned. 

"P-papa?" I knew he looked familiar. My mummy told me that she never married my Papa, but she had loved him. She didn't say why they didn't marry. It's been four years since I saw my Papa, but now he's back.

He nodded, a tear sliding down his face. I saw the tear, despite the rain splashing on both of our faces. I stepped away, to go home but Papa grabbed my arms. Quickly he walked the opposite direction of my home and tugged me along. 

"But...Home is over here, Papa! Where are you going? Let go. LET GO! MUMMY HELP!"

I tried pulling my arm away and run, but I was too weak and he was too strong. I wanted to go home to mummy. Before I could do anything further, Papa told me to shush and put a horrible smelling cloth over my mouth. 

Everything went black and I stopped feeling the rain.

A/n : Hi! This is the start of my first ff ever, so I'm sorry if it's bad or doesn't make sense. Please, constructive critisicm and nice comments are always welcome. Thanks!!

Also, this is my book and under no circumstances without my permission is this to be copied. Thanks.