Story of her Life

Story of her Life

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Emma hat zwar eine Familie- aber sonst eigentlich nichts. Ständig streitet sie sich mit ihren Eltern, in der Schule hat sie keine Freunde: Sie wird gemobbt. Mit ihrem kleinen Bruder versteht sie sich zwar sehr gut, doch Emma möchte ihn nicht mit ihren Problemen belasten und greift so zu dem einzigen Weg, der ihr noch sinnlos scheint. Aber warum tut sie das? Und gibt es noch andere Gründe für ihre Entscheidung? © 2014 by Anniiiiie
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I pushed back my glasses and enquired, "Hi, did you call me?" I saw him smirk a little and then averted my gaze to anywhere but him. "Yes, Ms. Findlay. I did call you. I wanted to ask; are you the one who is making these new designs? Giving them finishing touches?", he asked pointing to the paperwork on his table. I didn't know why, but my throat had gone dry. So, I just nodded. He got closer to me and instinctively, I took steps away from him. Soon, he had closed the slightly ajar door and I was trapped between him and the door. We were so close that I could feel his breath near my neck. Slowly, he whispered into my ear, "What did you think, I would have forgotten you, Emerson? Do you think this is all a game?" I gulped. That was enough to confirm that he had definitely recognized me. I fake frowned and stuttered while trying to find the doorknob, "I...uh...I...I don't understand what you are talking about.....I...I...I think I should go." I finally found the doorknob, opened the door and practically ran out but, not before hearing him say, "If this is a game, so be it. Let the games begin." ____________________ Emma had only three goals since she was ten: grow mature, study hard and become independent. Through thirteen lonely years of struggle and hardships, she successfully crosses out the first two of the list. Now that she is twenty-three, it is time to get independent. But, what happens when she meets a peril from the past that has her future in his hands? Nothing, she just asks herself "Why Me?"

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