Wishing On A Warrior

Wishing On A Warrior

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Paranormal
"My life is screwed up. Your head is screwed up and this whole flipping town is about as normal as the brithmark on my freaking ass." The man looked at me, his eyes gental but hinting an old hardness as he shook his head, a smile ripening his lips. "I'm your father, Eli. And as for the birth mark; I believe thats on your lower right hip." Eliana - otherwise known as Molly - hadn't had an easy life and claustrophobia, bipolar and eating-disorder are just some of the scars that remind her. But she doesn't complain. All she wanted was a simple life with her adoptive parents and the occasional dose of excitment... But when a man follows her home from school claming to be her dad she knows that she has little chance of that ever happening. The reality is, she just wasn't ment to be normal. She wasn't ment for the world she lived in... But she wasn't ready for its downfall either.
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* Usually this would be the time that Amanda would say, 'I told you so' and right now I would give anything for her to be here. Maybe she would scold me, but I would take it. Maybe she would scream at me the whole way home, but I would take it. And maybe she would curse me, insult me and even tell mom about it, but I would take it. Rather than this. This, I didn't know what the woman was going to do to me. I obviously knew exactly what Amanda was going to do to me in this situation, but this... this moment. "What are you..." I then remembered. Shit! Those men spiked me! And as fast as it hit me, I was out. * Amanda and Brenda were not sure if Aliah was trying to ignore her past traumatic kidnapping or if she was actually way over it. With the jolly and flirtatious Aliah, it was hard to differentiate fake smiles from real laughs, pretense from true emotions. And this situation seemed to be stressing them out even more than Aliah who had insisted on letting it go. Dreams crash realities. Two similarities crash two personalities. Will you be able to tell the difference?

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