Annie's point of view:
I searched for Lilac around the bus area. Oh great,my bus had already left. Suddenly,I saw two girls,slowly approaching me. Their smiles reminded me of Marie,but I decided that I was probably just overreacting. One of then stepped forward and handed me a piece of paper.
Hi! Me and my friend just saw you,you seem very nice. Do you want to come to our party tonight?
I mean,how could I say no? I texted my mom,who was absolutely fine with it. I quickly scribbled "yes" on the piece of paper and off we went.
We rode in a fancy car,it's top was open and the fresh air made me feel really good. I saw the house from far away. It looked really fancy. I saw all of the colorful lights coming out of the house. It looked amazing. We came out of the car,and everybody looked at me with sympathy. I had never felt like I belonged somewhere before. It was the best feeling ever. I danced for a while,but since everybody went to the bar I decided to go there. Everyone was getting drunk,yet I didn't drink. My two friends came over to me,asking if I want something. When they insist,I grudgingly take one shot. The world starts spinning. My friends hand me a note.
You hate Lilac don't you?
Without knowing what I was saying or doing,I nod.
They now take out a camera,as I tremble all over and ask me questions.
They record as I nod when they say I hate Lilac. They take pictures while I'm about to kiss some random drunken up guy. I rushed into the bathroom,puking. That is when I realized how big of a mistake that was. Those two weren't my friends,they were using me! Just then my heart stops.
Marie.
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Foreign To This World
Non-FictionHow does it feel to be a foreigner? Nobody knows better than Lilac. She has an unpredictably active mind,yet no words have came out of her mouth ever since she was born. Will she finally pour out the years of emotions inside of her?
