The Taking

The Taking

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This is the story of a girl who used to live a normal life. One who used to think story tales came true and fairy godmothers came to you. Dreams were meant to be followed and everyone fell in love. Then I woke up, I fell into a dark pit of real life. I felt like I was drowning and there was no way to escape and I am completely out of air. One Minute I was asleep in my princesses pink bed and the next I was asleep on the cold hard floor grabbing for my blanket. That's kind of how life here feels like right now. Today my whole town felt like they were grabbing the blanket to feel some kind of thing. Some kind of emotion at all. The kids are all at the park playing and chasing each other around, they are lucky they can move on. The adults aren't as bad off as we are, especially the guilt-ridden ones. Were all stuck, stuck on the ride that never ends. Welcome, to High School, The one place that nobody ever figures anything out. Nobody is going to figure it out especially in this town, with these people it will never end. My high school is your average typical school. All the dramas there too, but my town has a web-spinning deep into the darkest part of our town all the way to the tallest pine tree that the sun's rays hit first. Even though those rays would not be able to keep this small town from drowning in the darkness that forever left us spiraling downwards
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He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

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