Lady Fallien

Lady Fallien

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Dec 8, 2016
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Fantasy
I woke up happily to the sweet smell of crispy bacon and my mom's homemade waffles. Yum, my favorite breakfast, I started getting ready for the day.Then I remembered that it was my birthday!I forgot all about it,I have to go NOW!I rushed to the kitchen shoving the food down my throat. Rapidly I kissed my mom a good bye before she even said a word,she tried to say "Love you" but I had already slammed the door.I felt kind of bad for my mom and that fact that I would not spend a lot of time with her for my birthday. I grabbed my bike and got on it so fast like there where zombies chasing me or something fast. I watched and tried to wave to my neighbors that where out side,some of them waved back but most of them didn't. The birds swooped over my head making me go surviving. I tried to swoosh them away but it never worked,it was like they where hunting me or telling me to turn around.I finally made it to my grandmas house,every year she would tell me about a different dimension that was magical.
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"Mom!" I yell unattractively and begin to go to the living room that is by the stairs. I walk into there with my body slumped and notice something. We have company and I had five pairs of eyes on me. I straighten up and look at the bodies of whom the eyes belong to. One being my mom, her brown straight hair in a ponytail, nicely dressed, and wide eyed. Another is my brother, seven years old, blond tousled hair, he is also wearing something nice. Then I find three pairs of new eyes. One a women who has blonde curly hair, a female child also with the same hair, and then a highly attractive male who looks about my age. Seventeen. Malia is just like any other girl, goes to school, has friends, and makes new friends. This "highly attractive" male is her new neighbor. What happens when they begin talking? What happens when they become close? What happens when one of them get seriously hurt? "We are neighbors. We were meant to be neighbors."

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