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BAM! I was struck by the tree branch as I heard the invisible voice. Somewhere around me, someone was hiding and playing a cruel game.
There was no telling where the voice came from. It had come just as it had vanished, without a trace. I couldn't put my finger on it. For years I've felt the sense that something or someone was always watching , listening to me. But what or who?
Rubbing my forehead I got up off the grass and ventured further into this bizzare mystery.
And yet, nothing. Not a single clue.
Trying to dispel the bizarre moment I hurryed home.
" I'll be back and I will find out where or who that voice came from." I thought as I got on my pale blue bike and pedaled down hill to my private home.
Moving up the bridge over the massive waters I pedaled on to the grande mini mansion. As far as I could remember, the dazzling golden castle like home shined over the water. Around the outside of my home was built stores, malls, playgrounds, restaurants, and even a theater. There were no schools close by and if so I know knowledge of them. I am homed school and only have two best friends. The twins Lisa and Alexan.
Both shared an identical face, but fully different personalities. Even so, they spoke a made up language only they knew. I was glad when they grouped me in on this language of theirs.
Lisa was the oldest by about two minutes and had dyed her hair from it's bright fiery red glow so people, including their own parents, could tell them apart. She wore lipstick all the time, although not a lot , but still beautiful. Her hair fell around her face as if hugging her softly.
Alexan on the other hand , has fire flaming hair and a little poor vision therefore she wears different color contacts baesd on her moods. So she says.
Unlike Lisa, Alexan had a double ear piercing like me , but on her left ear. She put almost everything on her left because she was left handed.
I start to smile now as I think of the two twin sisters. They were great confidants to have and always brought about gay cheer. They also were stealthy and curious. Perfect in my case, which is why they will be the first and only to know of my bizzare experience.
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Kissed
Short StoryThis is a short story of a teen girl and boy seperated by night and day. Connected only by an Illusionist magical tree and hidden clues left for each other.