Forgotten

Deep into a coma

Hello again! Pls tell me how it is, like I said before I am very nervous (I'm nervous about everything) and hopefully you'll enjoy this chap!!

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She was running, and she ran like the winter breeze colliding into objects like eagles soaring across  skies and a herd of cheetahs racing through meadows and green fields .

Her long, brown coloured locks whipping backwards and forwards behind her like a fiery tale as she flung herself over sharp rocks and heavy tree trunks.

Just when she jumped in mid air strong arms wrapped around her waist and flushed her against rock hard abs. Looking at the left arm that had a tatto on the wrist saying 'To forget' she knew straight away who it was.

"Gale will you please give me a chance!" She groaned as she balanced herself properly on her feet, looking up to see a grinning boy no older than fifteen.

"Now where's the fun in that!" He flung his sweaty arms over her shoulders and Danna almost toppled over the the weight.

They heard wheezing from behind and turned to see a fourteen year old Eliot panting, hands on knees as he bent over.

"You run fast" Was all he said,

"And you're just too slow" Gale remarked.

Once young little Danna befriended Eliot his other brothers came into the picture.

Gale was fifteen and a friendly type of person, but as her parents said he was a bad influence on her because everyone her parents told her to come home around five before dark Gale would persuade her to leave around midnight.

He did have a way with his words.

And whenever she would turn up late to her house they would always say:

"We never adopted a trash like you, already sleeping with that boy"

But both of the brothers always said never to let it get to her heart.

Now for the other brother who was twins with Gale meaning they were the same age he was a different story all together. He was the polar opposite, he was the type that many would assume was part of some gang or a drug dealer at the least.

Everything she would see him he would give her a cold stare and say nothing else, but when he did talk Danna had to take two steps back and blink in shock, because all that came out of his mouth was death threats and warnings.

All three of them walked out from the park and walked to their home, just when they were about open the fron door their mother Mrs Werwood Burt's through and hugged them all with an excited smile including Danna.

Before Danna went in she would always look above to where the window was, where Noah the other twin always stood, watching and glaring at them with tired eyes, but in the end his gaze was always implanted on her, watching her with his most interest.

As she went in she inhaled deeply the lavender smell, the warmph of the house that always embraced her in a loving hug. This was home for her, where the laughter happened and where she felt relaxed.

Back in her own home it was cold and unwelcoming, probably because her parents went on business trips but she always felt like she didn't belong there.

And she didn't.

Yet if you step inside the Werwood's house you'll feel it's so different, a place where the lungs choose to fill a little deeper and the heart beat a little steadier.