Illuminated

Illuminated

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They knew better, not to go into the forest. But the forest had been their only Oasis: Even if, there lived a murderer whom had killed little children , setting tree houses on fire, and their own family. After all, who, really, wanted to not only TAKE a test, but pass a test from a group of random men in all black and white? 8 had passed: 8 had been taken. Three months later, only the men had returned. 8 had passed again, and this time, they included the kids no one knew about. ------------------------------------------- "They're harmless, you know." He scoffs, reaching out to touch the flower. "As am I. I'm not what they say I am." He notes, that the girl says nothing. He raises his brows, reaching for her bangs: she instantly swats it, clutching her eyes and backing away. "I wouldn't do that if you knew whats good for you." A boy came from behind a tree. He knew, that he would never admit to following them out here, even though it was clear he had. The boys face grew red. "And I know this is YOUR fault." The boy accused. He instantly stands at the girls side: he reaches a hand to the small of her back. He could see, that the rest of his pathetic group emerged from within the trees. He scoffs. Blinking slowly to the boy. "I am in the same boat as you are.." He glances behind him, smiling slightly: two boys join from behind him. "Do I look as bad as you claim?" He directs this question to the girl. Her mouth parts slightly: the movement caused a chain reaction on her face: the tears stream silently. His face falls: despite his intentions, he had made the promise: yet, once again, he broke it. He wanted to apologize... yet how could he, after what was to come next? He raises his hand, solemnly, above his head. His dirty blonde hair casting his face in shadow. I'm.... Sorry.
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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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