One Tear Closer To An Ocean

One Tear Closer To An Ocean

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“I really don’t know what to write for my English assessment” I sighed, stretching my pale, thin arms across the table, my eyes glued to the white expanse of paper which lay in front of me. “I dunno… how ‘bout something to do with umm… death- maybe? Yeah, I think you’d be good at that Pan…” Willow murmured, face hidden by the long black locks which fell around her bowed face. “Is that s’posed to be a compliment?” I questioned grinning, but also wondering why she would say that. My comment was ignored so I settled down in preparation for a long essay, which would leave my fingers quaking and my feet begging to be included in the circulation of my blood. I thought; I scribbled something onto the paper. I released more ink onto the blank landscape forming more words. More and more poured out, and then suddenly I was done so I smiled. Little did I know then, that story would dictate my life…
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"Kill..." the low whispering voice trailed off into my head. I don't think the strange whispering voice came from anyone in the room. It was too loud; too abnormel; too deadly. Suddenly a cold shiver ran down my back making me scream and cry out for someone, something, anything. I want to be alone, somwhere dark, somewhere safe. My eyes open to see a woman cradling me in her arms. A man with red eyes, tan skin, and blonde hair starred at me. His eyes sunk into my head making me wince. The woman is natuarlly warm and comfortable, but her face is stained with tears mixed with blood on her, once beautiful, face. She smeared some of the blood onto my puffy cheeks with a warm beaten and calloused hand. "You're gonna be okay," she assured me. More tears fell from her eyes. I looked closer into her grayish, I think, eyes. They had evil tucked beneath fear in them. I don't know what she means, yet her words mean the world to me at this very moment: 4 minutes ago, I was born.

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