Father, father, tell me where have you been?
Its been hell not having you here
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7 years ago...
I ran for what felt like hours in the burning sand from the unknown figure following right behind me, the sun shining through her, yet she still kept her dark black shadow colors, somehow darkening the surrounding with every step she took, sending poison in the ground, through the sand, almost freezing it under my bare feet. I struggled to keep running, my legs giving out on me and the sand doing everything in it's power to slow me down but I kept going faster and faster with every step, hoping that I will get away. I needed to have hope. It always helps, that's what my mo- the thought of my mom made me accidentally slow down and I felt a hand on my right shoulder as pain shot through my whole body and I fell to the ground, holding my legs up to my chest, tightly hugging them like they would make everything disappear instantly but, of course, that didn't happen. The now more visible shadow took my shaking hands away from my legs and pinned both of my wrists to each side of my head in the now ice-cold sand and that was when I was finally able to take a good look at her. She was a teenage girl, with very pale skin like the fresh snow in winter, lips that seem like they always hold a devious smirk and charcoal black beautiful long hair that gets in her eyes every so often, but one thing I surely noticed were her dark eyes which were probably stolen from a demon. Soulless yet beautiful, empty yet full, dark yet shiny. I just starred in her eyes, ignoring the pain shooting through my body caused by her cursed touch, until the smirk on her lips died and she held a serious expression while coming closer to my ear.'You will lose...' were her last words before her hand went through my chest and her ghost hand took hold of my heart making me scream in pain I've never known existed.
I quickly woke up, standing straight up and looking around confused as to what happened. ''It was all a dream." I muttered to myself, making sure I wasn't having a dream in a dream. First thing I felt was pain, everywhere in my body. It was like someone stabbed me one million times, poured lemonade on the wound and used salt to amplify the damage. I tried standing up, out of the bed I apparently was in, but failed and knocked some things off the nightstand near the bed as I was on my way down, falling to the ground.
"Owww" I complained to no one because no one was there. Where was I anyway?
I heard movements on the other side of the walls that belonged to the mysterious room I was in. Suddenly the door cracked open and a lady came in to check if I was awake or still sleeping.
"Oh, miss Angel Pixie Deafstone, right? You are awake. I'm Merinda Jordan, welcome to The Sun Life foster house, I hope you'll like it here," she smiled warmly at me but I was just confused.
"I'm sorry miss, where is my dad and why am I here and not with him?"I asked with a small sad voice, but she just looked at me in sympathy which just made me even more confused.
"I'm sorry sweetheart, after your mother's death your father took his important belongings and drove out of town, leaving you here, in our hands" she said gently and my eyes started watering. My daddy wouldn't leave, he loves me very much and wants to keep me safe, right? And my mommy isn't dead, she was just in a very deep state of sleeping... and never waking up.
I burst into tears and let myself fall and my back hit the bed, making my pain worse. Merinda just left the room but quickly came back with a nurse that gave me some pills to help with my pain and then asked me if I want anything. I just muttered a silent polite 'No, thank you' before they gave me a change of clothes, some water and more pills in case my pain comes back, before leaving me in a deafening silence to think.
For a girl that never even knew of death and thought everything lasts forever and people are immortal, her mother's death hit her like a bullet. One. For a girl that never felt pain and never ever knew of tears, always smiley and cheery, full of life and love, the nightmare was another hit she never experienced because of the never ending deadly pain. Two. For a little girl that never knew of hurt and loss, that lives having all she dreamed of and never feeling like anything is missing, her father running out of town and leaving her, not giving any explication or reason, leaving her without any parent there to go through this near her side, holding her, like a normal parent would do. No, he left, and another shot was fired. Three. Three bullets shot in the same day. Three hits in her life that damaged her. Three new things she'll have to learn about. Three things she hopes she's never going to have to experience, but she's wrong.
'This is only the beginning .' a voice in her head said and she felt that cold stare on her so she slowly raised her head to meet the too familiar pair of dark eyes.
'Only the beginning ...'
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Random"You used to be so happy, so cheerful and positive. You used to be the reason eveybody's hopes were still there. I miss that old Angel. Where is she? What have you done with her?" he asked with tears in his eyes and pain in his voice. "Scott, she ne...
