Dream about me

Posted in *Book*, Uncategorized with tags , , , on 01/01/2019 by Soul Reaper

It was just a feeling but it was so powerful that I couldn’t resist. I knew well enough that this is a trap but even then I didn’t stop. I pick the phone when the unknown number comes up and the voice comes out so deep that I couldn’t find it in me to close it. The man’s voice get deep in my soul. He told me that he want to see me. I even give me the address. Old building in the end of the town. Place where even the drug addicts wouldn’t go.
Yes, from the moment he told me about that place I knew what was going to happen. Call me crazy but something inside me was telling me to go. Don’t get me wrong I’m not suicidal by nature. I didn’t want to die.  But I take that risk.
Without telling I picked my bag and sneaked out of my house. Not my parents, not even the guardians noticed me. After all I was plain and almost invisible for people. I wasn’t flashy like my brother and sister. I was nobody. So it was pretty easy for me to go.
I took a taxi and told the driver to stop one block away. He didn’t need to know where I was going. It was dark and the cold breeze makes me shiver but I didn’t stop. The voice in my head leads me into the building. There was no windows or doors. Just empty rooms. It was so quiet here. Only my footsteps destroyed the silence.
I walk from one room to another with no direction. In the end I stopped on place where should be the indoor garden. There was no roof above me. Then I heard him. But before I could react something sharp stabbed me in the ribs. Not in the heart but still… My legs gives me up. I fell on the ground. My vision become blurred. I could feel something wet and warm and I knew it was my own blood. Then something touched my forehead. A hand. Big one. Long silver hair surrounds me. It was a man. And I was sure that he was the one who leads me more but also the one who tried to kill me. I couldn’t speak. Then without warning he kissed me. First was my forehead. Then he whispered in my ear:
“You knew full well what was going to happen but came. Why, my love? You knew that I am the Reaper and you still came.”
I didn’t tell him that I knew who he was. Because honestly I didn’t. He called me “my love” . These two words were everything I wanted. Just someone who can love me. Even if that’s the Death himself. But he didn’t kill me. I was alive. Wounded but not dead. The man told me that this wound will be memory of him. That I would never forget him. He promised to make me his. That I already belong to him.
How is it possible to love someone who never met? Someone who tried to kill you yet kissed you so gently and with pure love?
He was long gone when someone found me. I was in hospital for several days. The doctors said that I would be fine. The one who stabbed me knew well how to wound me without killing me in the process.
One night I was in my room watching my phone when stern voice said:
You are not going to call him, are youHe is dangerous. You almost got yourself killed.”
I couldn’t said anything. How could I when he speaks the truth? But I wanted to hear that voice again. So badly just like I needed to breathe.  But I just stood there with the phone in my cold hand and didn’t press the button. If he wants me that bad let him come. I provided my love for him with my blood. It’s his turn to show me how brave he was. Let him come for me… if he can.

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Posted in Uncategorized on 12/08/2018 by Soul Reaper

Hello, everyone! It’s ben a while. Sory about that. So now I want to show you some fanart on Yuri on Ice. It’s not mine and I really don’t know the artists but I saw then in google and ĵust wanted to show you. I love the anime.

So what so do you think about that? Aren’t they awesome?

My beloved vampire [chapter 1]

Posted in *Book* with tags , , , , , , , , on 17/03/2017 by Soul Reaper

 

 

Chapter 1

 

The rain was falling hard. I heard it as if it was far away. Maybe because I was lying half-dead somewhere in the woods not far from my parent’s home. I was lying on my face on the wet ground. Among the mud. I felt the smell of dust. Grass. Of blood. And now…of death. My death. My empty eyes went black. My body was cold and I no longer felt the pain. I do not think sorry how I would die. Anyway, my life was not a fairy tale. I was the youngest in the family. I was not smart like my old brother Lucas. Neither was I a beauty like my sister Elizabeth. For my parents I was a nothing. I was pretty sure they would not miss me. They already were unaware of my existence.

My heart slowed its beating. I knew it. Despite everything I had and my regrets. I could not say that I have lived fully. I have never been in love. I have never been loved. Even by my own relatives. As a child, I learned to live like a shadow. I watched others happiness. For myself I was getting only contempt and cold attitude. I never received a warm hug or a smile. I even remember how my brother and sister pretended not to know me. Waving me away as if I was a stray dog. Little by little, I started to feel hatred and contempt for them. I hated that I am part of this family. Come to think… This filthy blood will flow out of my veins…

Probably you wonder how I found myself in this situation. I will explain. After all this was nothing fun. After another dinner at home, I felt mentally exhausted. After I left the room, I heard that they all rejoiced. I felt damn bad. Therefore, I decided to go to clear my mind.

My black cloak enveloped me in a warm hug. It merged me with the darkness. The air was cold and smelled of rain. Soon there would be a storm. That did not stop me. I moved quickly. I do not carry a lantern. I walked away pretty fast. I was careful not to stumble into a fallen branch. I stopped to rest a bit. It was quiet around me. Really quiet. Even the crickets were silent. My stomach knotted. Sudden alarm tightened my chest. I turned and then the unthinkable happened. The arrow came from the darkness. It shocked me and took me almost a minute to realize that the blade sank into my chest. My eyes filled with tears. I choked and fell to the ground. The blade sank deeper. I tried to crawl, but the pain was indescribable. I was lying on my face when the first raindrops began falling. The ground beneath my body was already wet with my blood. With my tears as well. I was dying alone like a dog. And I do not even know why. From where the arrow came? Hunters? No. They would not have gone to the rising storm.

My consciousness came and goes few times. My body grew colder because of blood loss and the rain. Then I thought I heard footsteps. I could not see anything, but I could still hear. Someone was talking, but I could not hear clearly. As I said – I was not myself. I was dying. Then the world around me just disappeared. I was not sure if I am still alive or not.

 

-*-

 

I was very surprised when I woke up. My body ached and felt weak. Light coming through the window pierced my eyes and made me groan. I blinked and very slowly turned my head. I realized that I was lying in bed. Nothing special, but it felt more comfortable than home. There everything was alien to me. Probably it sounds strange, but it is a fact.

I could not move. I was only able to stare at the ceiling. My chest ached. I remembered what happened. From my eyes flowed with tears. Not sobbed. Just let the tears flow freely. For quite some time I was not crying. From a child I learned that there is no point of tears. I did not move when I heard the door open. But my heart was beating as if it wanted to fly off my chest.

I swallowed hard. I sighed. Then shadow caught my attention. At the end of the room stood a woman who I had not seen before. She was tall and very beautiful. She had long black hair and sea-blue eyes. If you looks carefully enough you will see that she was not so young. She was dressed elegantly. She watched me calmly. Her face did not show emotions. My throat was dry. I could not speak.

-You were lying near the estate of Charles Cunningham. Do you have anything to do with this family?

I opened my mouth to answer, but my mouth went unintelligible sounds. She went to a small table at the end of the room and poured me a glass of water. She helped me to drink. Then repeated the question. I took a breath and slowly explained to her that I was Florencia Cunningham and I am the daughter of Charles… unfortunately. The last part I did not spoke aloud, but my voice betrayed my emotions. I told her that I just went out to get some air. The rest was clear.

There was something that impressed me. She apparently did not like my father.

-How long was I unconscious? – I whispered softly.

-A few days.

My eyes widened in shock. I asked if she knew something, whether they were looking for me. She answered “no.” She did not know if they search for me. Not that I was surprised, but it was still painful. I clenched my hands into fists. I fought the urge to scream. I took a breath and exhale. Nervous laughter left my mouth. My tears betrayed me.

-Damn… Why am I not surprised?

-What do you mean? – The woman asked. – You are his daughter. Soon they will search for you.

-No, they will not. They do not care, even if I disappeared. This place has never been home for me. I share the same blood with these people and nothing more. I do not even know why they hate me.

I looked up and looked at her. I am sure my face was emblazoned pain. The words that I spoke then surprised even me.

-You should not rescue me. You just had to leave me there to die like a dog. For them I am nothing more than a hindrance.

-You speak serious things, girl.

-They are all true. They might be frustrated if I go back. When can I leave?

-You are not prisoner. Go when you can walk.

That was the last thing she said before leaving the room. She left me alone.

 

-*-

 

The woman was right. Nobody stopped me when I decided to leave. I could still feel the pain in my chest, but at least I could walk. I received only guidance on how to find a way home. I went out from that house early in the morning. Before sunrise. People from this home urged me to do it like that. Not that I object. I do not hurry to go home. There was no one who was waiting for me.

I did not travel on major roadways. There was risk to be attacked by someone was much larger. However, unlike my last walk, this time I was much more careful. Of course, I stopped several times to rest. I had only a little water in itself. I was hungry but I had neither money nor food. Damn it! My stomach has churned much vigor. I had to stop to catch my breath.

Then someone tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped in fright. It turned out that behind me was an elderly woman. She looked poor, but she was not dirty or anything. She smiled at me. My heart was pounding hard. I was sweating. However, I smiled in response. She invited me to rest in her home. I accepted and I did not even know the woman. She lived in a small house. It was really poor, but her house was more comfortable than the one in which I lived. She poured me a little stew and gave me a piece of bread. It was not anything special, but I was ready to accept everything. I was very grateful to her. Then I told her what happened to me. She looked surprised, but only briefly. Then she introduced herself. Her name was Glenda. She did not tell me her family name, but I did not ask. I felt tired and she offered me to rest. I accepted.

I was tired when I went to the little uncomfortable bed. She covered me with a blanket and I sank into slumber. I felt everything around me go in the darkness. At least for a while. Then the darkness was broken by the quiet whisper. Obviously, the older woman was talking to someone. I turned and then pain shot through my chest. My eyes opened wide and I could not catch my breath. My eyes blurred with tears and my hands clutched to my chest. I felt like someone again stuck an arrow in my chest.

Glenda tried to reassure me, but the pain made my body tumbles into bed. I heard how she screams to someone.

-Eric, does not stay there. Come and help me.

-Why are you doing this, Witch? – The voice was deep.

I heard it for a moment, but that voice was like silk. If these few words calmed the pain. I knew it was strange, but it was true. My body stopped shaking and the pain disappeared. I could breathe again. I managed to get up.

-It is better if you do not get up.

-I am feeling better now, ma’am. Thank you for your help. – A slight smile appeared on my face, but did not get to my eyes.

-It is looks like the arrow with which you were injured was smeared with something.

-I think it was not for me. – I whispered.

Then I remembered something. I could not believe it. The woman saw the confused expression on my face and put her hand on my shoulder.

-What do you mean, Flo?

-Before those people to find me… Someone else approached me.

-Really?

-I did not saw who was it, but I heard what he said.

I took a deep breath for a moment, and then I quoted the words of that man.

“Damn! She is human!”That is what he said.

In the woman’s eyes flashed something I could not describe. She got up and went to the other room, which obviously was a man whose name was Eric. They were talking about something and they did not even notice me. At least I thought so until the blue-green eyes of the man not dug into me. My breath stopped. She was so damn beautiful. He looked like someone… That woman. But not only that. He had traits of a man whom I knew well. My father. Impossible. Even I did not… The breath caught in my throat. Tears ran down on my face. I do not look like any of my parents. I have seen pictures of my family members, but we do not look-alike.

The sudden realization prevented me from noticing what was going on around me. I realized it when Glenda shouted:

-Eric, don’t!

But before I could react, he was cornered me against the wall. His eyes were burning in inhumane color. As if there was lightning. His lips protruded two long sharp teeth. He was sniffing my neck. That was not true. He is not a human… I was trembling, but he did not hurt me. Suddenly he growled something in a language I did not understand. A single word: “Mea” (from the Latin. “Mine”). This prompted the woman to pale. I was confused.

-What…?

Eric moved his lips to my ear and whispered: mine. My heart was pounding. I did not understand anything, but for some reason I was excited. For the first time someone acting like that with me. And although he still held me, he definitely not hurt me. Even the fact that in front of me does not stand a human slipped out of my mind.

-Don’t do it, Eric. She is not from our world. You cannot force her. This will put her in danger. You know it.

-Shut up!

-That is why your mother does not let you near the room in which she was healed.

So it is true! That woman is his mother. But how? She does not seem so old. Sensing my thoughts, Eric looked at me in the eyes. His serious expression softened. He pulled me to his hard chest. I did not resisted not because he was obviously stronger, but because something in him already had captured my soul and my heart. I did not know him, but I could not imagine a life without him in it. And that is what scared me to death.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Little news

Posted in Uncategorized on 06/01/2017 by Soul Reaper

Few days ago I started new story. I know, I know I started new one… again. But for now it goes awesome.

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Ace and Brin: Love in the Darkness [chapter 2]

Posted in *Book* with tags , , , on 13/09/2016 by Soul Reaper

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It was Monday morning. I was already awake and ready for college. I stood in front of the mirror and stared at the pale girl opposite. I do not go out enough, maybe. And the weather was gloomy and rainy most of the time of year. I combed my brown hair and then tied it in a ponytail. I took my jacket and purse and left my room. I went down to the kitchen. I took an apple from the basket on the table and headed for the door. My mother called me by name, but I did not answer. On the contrary. I speeded up a step. I take the road, because I could not drive. The did not allowed me, and medications makes me very distracted.

I walked with bowed head, because I felt eyes on me. I did not like it. I knew they thought that I was crazy or at least strange. It made me go crazy and stressful. I went to class without problem. I listened carefully to the lecture and recorded everything. I would not describe myself as a genius, but I was an excellent student. Anyway, I had no other occupation that to study. Therefore, I did not have to deal with my parents. However, Amelia was their star now. I was just unbalanced daughter who was trapped.

After the lecture, I went to the cafeteria and gave myself a little rest. I got a sandwich and sat down at the table at the end of the hall. I took the phone and headset. I played music and I tried to isolate myself from the situation. It is true. I lived in the past. I could not shake the nightmares. Sometimes I still had them, but I did not feel anything. Therefore, I do not say anything.

Someone’s shadow loomed over me. I looked up to see my friend Kate. She smiled, but I said nothing. I was not in the mood to pretend to be happy. She sat on the vacant seat next to me, did not stop staring at me until I stopped the music, and did not worthy of your undivided attention.

-How are you today, Brin?

-That is what you want to ask me?

-I noticed that you are more gloomy than usual. What is bothering you?

I could not tell her the truth because I knew that she would report to my parents. I knew that she not doing to because she is bad. They must have told her that I was not well and they just worry about me. They just want to know that I am okay. I understood that but I still not accept it.

-It is because the weather. I hate it when it rains.

-Yeah, that is sucks. – She said, and I think she believed me. – What do we do now?

-I do not know. I was going to go to the library in the town. Then I would drink coffee and go home. I have nothing to do.

-I am coming with you. You do not look well. You are pale. I…

-You are not my mother. I do not want your concern.

I stood up and hurried to get out. I did not want to talk to her or anyone else. I felt like I was going to cry. I did not want others to see me. Then I would have to answer many questions. And not I was not in the mood to go on lectures. The very thought of standing closed with a bunch of people choking me. For this, I left the campus and went straight to the library. I could not shake the feeling that I was being watched. However, this time it was not uncomfortable. If the one who was watching me was worried.

I went to the library and greeted the librarian – Mel. Then I went to get a book. I circled between the shelves and chose a book that I did not expected. Book for legends and myths associated with mythical and supernatural creatures. I took it and sat at a table near the window. I started reading and forgot about everything. I did not felt how the time flies. I got excited and could not come off my eyes from the book. I do not know why, but suddenly my heart began to beat faster. Then a hand touched my shoulder and I jumped. I dropped the book. In front of me stood a tall and burly man with short dark hair and beautiful blue eyes. He had tattoos. He wore leather pants, boots, and leather jacket under which he wore a black vest. I blinked a few times. For no reason my eyes were filled with tears and they just started streaming down my face. I… I knew who he was. I recognized him. Even now, after all this time I could recognize him. He was grown and his physique was different, but I would never have mistaken these eyes.

-Evan… – The name came out of my mouth like a whisper.

He reached out and without thinking; I went down into his arms. He pressed me hard against his strong chest. I cried. I felt when he kissed the top of my head.

It took me time to calm down. We sat at the far end of the library. I stood in his arms and listened. I listened to his heartbeat. I knew that he was excited.

-Ten years, Evan… You do not call even once. Do you know how much this hurt me?

-I know, Brin. Forgive me, sister. I…

-I heard you. Mom and Dad made you leave, right?

-It was necessary. After what I did…

His eyes watered. He hugged me tight. I did not understand, and did not care. Now he was here and that was all I wanted.

-Brin?

-Hmmm…?

-Are you okay, little one? Do not tell me you drink sedatives.

-I take pills. Mom makes me. Ever since, you left. They took me to a doctor and to a woman… What was her name…?

I was thinking. Time passed since I saw her for the last time. Suddenly her name surfaced in my mind.

-Grace. Her name was Grace McLane.

-Damn it! This witch. – He growled.

Yes. Indeed, I heard growling. I heard and felt the vibration in his chest. I was not afraid, though it was unnatural. Evan asked if Grace has given me something. I said yes and showed him my arm. He immediately tore the bracelet and threw it on the ground. He told me not to drink the pills. He do not explain why, buy I knew that if he says it with such a worried expression means there is a reason. Even now, I believe him blindly. There was something else. He asked me not to tell anybody that he has returned, and we met. He gives me his number and I gave him mine. We would meet in secret. Very exciting, right? For the first time in years on my face showed a smile. A real smile.

Then my brother disappeared back behind the shelves. I could not understand how he does it. I hurried to get my things and get out. It really started to rain. I had no umbrella and had to run. I run carefully, because there was a risk to trip and land on the ground and I did not want that. My heart was racing. I was incredibly happy. Then I remember the Evan’s warning. He told me not to take the medicines. That is what I was going to do. I believed him, and from a long time now, I was sick of those damn pills.

I had almost reached my home when I slipped on the wet road and found myself on the ground. I growled with frustration. I tried to gather my belongings when I heart tires and headlights blinded me. I stared at the approaching car and could not move. Even I did not understand when someone grabbed me and led me out of the way just before the car to go through the place where I was.

I could not breathe. I was in shock. I heard a distant voice that was trying to reach me. He called me a fool. I looked but saw nothing. I lost consciousness. Already well-known signs. How humiliating.

 

*

 

I woke up with a severe headache. I was in home, in my bed. I stood up and threw my bare feet on the floor. I was a little dazed. Suddenly the door burst open and my mother came inside. Her eyes were filled with anxiety. There were black circles under her eyes. Poor woman…

-Oh dear! Are you okay? I was so scared.

-How did I get here?

-They found you on the driveway. You were fainted. What happened?

I remembered what happened, but I could not tell her the truth. I thought about it and I told her the same think I said to Kate. And without it, they probably already knew.

-It is because the weather, Mom. You know that I do not like the rain. I have always been weak at such a time, and now caught me off guard. Sorry!

I saw her how became calm. This was not entirely a lie. She kissed me on the forehead and told me that she would bring me food. I nodded in response and went to the bathroom.

 

Evan:

 

I was happy that I saw her. My heart could not be calmed down. I went into the hut, which I bought with my boyfriend Sky. He was happy, thought I did not understand why. What I saw in it was that it was close to my home. There was someone else with us. Sky’s cousin – Ace. I do not know why Sky insisted to bring him with us. Ace was a bully without a sense of humor and a complete asshole. If it was not for my beloved, Sky I’d be kicked him out.

Sky appears. He hugged me hard and I kissed him.

-Hello to you too! – He smiled.

He was of medium height, blond hair, and big blue eyes. He smiled sweetly.

-What’s wrong? You look very happy. Something good had happened?

-I saw her. I talked with her.

-With whom? Do not tell me… Brin? Your sister?

-Yes.

-Oh, Evan!

-I know I had to wait, but… I just could not resist when I saw her so unhappy…

-I know that you miss her.

-They took her to a witch. They trample her with drugs to suppress her essence. I will not let them to poison my sister. I caused her enough of bad experience.

Sky stroked my face. He knew everything about my past. He knew that I am not a human, and he knew that I left home because involuntarily I wounded Brin and then she was infected. She’s like me, but she does not know. My dear family and that witch took care of that. My hatred grew with every minute. I needed time to calm down, but to be honest Sky had a big contribution to make it possible. I wanted to introduce him to her… my two beloved people. I only hoped that Brin would accept him.

As I lay in bed, with Sky cuddled in me, I heard the front door open and close. I knew who he was even if I did not see him. But this time there was something else. I got out of bed without waking up the boy. I put on boxers not because the nakedness bothered me, but simply propriety. And Sky preferred to be the only one who sees me in all my glory.

I went down downstairs and went to the kitchen. Ace stood by the refrigerator with a glass full of ice. Then he took a bottle of whiskey and opened it. He fills the glass. I wonder why he bothered, since we cannot get drunk even if we want to. But unsuccessful attempts have been irritating. Once I approached him, I felt familiar smell and my whole body stiffened.

-What did you do, Ace? – I asked with anger simmering in the chest.

-Nothing. – He growled. – I saw your sister. She looks like you.

-Only if you touch her…

-Don’t freak out! – He said and took a sip. – She almost gets hit by a car. She fainted soon after I took her away from the road. She is weak.

It sounded offensive words from him, but for the first time did not seem malicious.

-She doesn’t know what’s going on with her. Ten years under the influence of magic and drugs prevented that. I waved the magic and told her not to take the drugs. What did you do with her?

-I left her in front of her house. – He said and walked out of kitchen.

It was weird. He did not care about anything or anyone. Never. Not I owned him Brin’s life. Damn it! I hated the fact that I own him something. I followed him to the living room.

-Thanks for saving her.

Ace looked at me and raised his eyebrows.

-You thank me. Probably the Hell is already frozen.

-Damn it, Ace! You don’t have to be such asshole.

-Stop it, you two!

Ace and I looked at the stairwell where Sky stood. He was sleepy and wrapped in a blanket. Cute.

-Why you always fight?

-This is our way of talking. – Ace said.

-Well, you had better stop. So?

-What? – Ace asked, while Sky snuggled closer to my body.

-Did you see her? Brin.

-Yes.

I noticed that he winced at the mention of her name. I did not pay attention. Surely, I imagined things.

-How was she?

-Why are you asking me?

He stood up and put the glass down on the coffee table. He went into his room, apparently because he did not want to talk. He was not much a talker anyway.

 

Brin:

 

I eat a little. Not much, because my body felt strange. Without the bracelet, I felt somehow free. And my first try not to drink the pills was successful. I hid then under my tongue and only pretend swallow them. Once mom get out I spit them and hid them under the mattress.

I felt tired and went to sleep early. But after midnight, I started dreaming things. I was in the woods and I was not alone. There was someone. Shadow that should scare me, but actually it was familiar. He was not a human but a beast. I held out my hand, but he disappeared. I wanted to follow him, but I could not. Something pinned me in place. I looked and saw chain. I fell to my knees and cried. My freedom was taken away.

I woke up early. Very early. Others were still asleep. I needed a fresh air. I get out of the bed and went to the bathroom. I flush my eyes and brushed my teeth. Then I went and changed into a shorts and a T-shirt. I took my thin jacket. I put on my sneakers and in complete silence, I slipped outside.

Ace and Brin: Love in the Darkness [chapter 1]

Posted in *Book* with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on 06/09/2016 by Soul Reaper

 

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I do not remember everything that happened to us, but I know one thing for sure: nothing will be as before. I was young and all was blurring, but I remember clearly that at one point everything changed and not for the better. My parents loved all their three children equally. I have an older brother – Evan and younger sister – Amelia. I am the second child – Brin. I do not know why they gave me such a strange name. I do not even think that such name should be given to a girl. Whatever. They, my parents, always had high expectations of Evan. For me he was like a super star. But Amelia was spoiled by all the attention. As for me… Well, I floated downstream. Nobody expected anything from me. They do not spoil me. I would even say that they rarely noticed I was there. For that, little by little I began to hand myself. I was a kid, I felt lonely, and I thought I would grow old and die in this solitude.

One night when I was twelve, I woke up from screams. My mother was angry and upset about something. I slipped out of his warm bed and a slight gasp. I looked at the little scratch on my hand, which was received while trying to pet a dog. No, not a dog. Then I did not know difference between dogs and wolves. Anyway. Quietly I went to the door and got out of my room. In the hallway was dark, so I leaned on the wall. Nobody noticed that I came down and I was standing near the kitchen door. All of them seemed upset. For the first time I saw tears in the eyes of Evan. He was seventeen years old. I do not remember well the words that they exchanged that night but the next morning my mom said to me and Amelia that Evan will not live with us anymore. I remember that day I cried my eyes. I did not want to go to school. I did not want to leave the room or talk to anyone. My brother was my best friend, and now he did not even say goodbye. My heart was broken. Only a child, I knew loss. He was not dead, but… He had chosen to walk away and leave me. Yet I could not hate him. How can I hate someone who I love the most?

 

 

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Then everything became worse. I started dreaming terrible nightmares and swoon. I wake up in the woods covered in mud, grass, and leaves. I do not remember anything. Mom and Dad took me to the doctor and trampled me with drugs. They are not leaves me out of sight. I even remember the strange woman they brought me to. Her house smelled strange. Herbs maybe. She looked at me strangely. They whispered something all the time, but I managed to hear only one phrase from the lips of my mother before she started to cry again. She said: ‘I cannot lose another child because of this nightmare!’

The woman, whose name was Grace McLane gave me a bracelet and told me never to tear it down. She told me that I would feel better and that this trinket will protect me from bad dreams. I believed her. I was drinking and the pills that my parents gave me. They were strict.

The years went by and I did not hear a word of my brother. I prayed for him to be well and happy. Mom and Dad did not even mention his name as if he never existed. Not to mention that Amelia had almost forgotten about him. She did not care. I just thought about him. Even ten years later, I still loved him and thought of him as if none of this had happened.

At the insistence of my parents (Mark and Ellis Grimword) I enrolled in a local college. They did not want me being away from home. Before I thought that they just love me and worry about me, but now I felt that I was more like a prisoner in my own home and they were my guards. Always wanted to know whom I was with and where I go. They knew all my friends. I felt like they were pressing me.

Little by little the paranoia was obsessed me. I was beginning to think that everyone around me was watching me. Spying me. Maybe it was not just my imagination because once Mom and Dad stopped to ask me questions but behaved as if they know everything I do. I started to freak out and I do not like it. They suffocated me. There was nobody to talk about it. There was nowhere to go. I could not escape because they never left me alone. I started to hate my own existence. I just wanted everyone to leave me alone.

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Posted in *Information*, Uncategorized with tags on 07/06/2016 by Soul Reaper

I have New ideas for a story but I do not know… These days I couldn’t finish even one story because there are too many ideas in my mind. Geez… sometime this is annoying…

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