Princessspaws
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Okay, so I'm like REAL bored. Time for a STORY
Note: I'm only TWELVE! And I'm just making this up real quick, so it won't be that good.
PLEASE read it all ! ^_^
Finally the match lit, sparking a bright orange flame. Cautiously and steadily I lit the candle and, after lots of flickering, the flame warmly lit the room with a yellowish glow. It didn't light the WHOLE room, though just enough so I could relax in this wooden chair that creaked at each twitch. I pulled out an old book I found on the unsturdy bookcase that rested in the corner of the room. 'How to survive in a place like this' was its name. I looked around with a sinking feeling in my heart, knowing I would never be able to go home. The walls were wooden, the floor was wooden, the bookcase, chair, table, cupboard and coat hanger was wooden. I couldn't believe what mess i'd got myself into.
So I should probably explain was I was there. I'd got unbelievably frustrated at my mother for resetting my tamagotchi, so I stormed outside and took walk. On the way back, rain began to spit from the sky, lightning sounded and the skies got dark. I took a wrong turning. So, I ended up winding through the countryside and finding this old place with only a box of matches to keep me going. Great.
Half way through page 13, I heard a faint knock on the door. Getting up to my feet, I put the book down and went to open the door. I saw nobody. I saw nothing -- It was far too dark to see. A soft, weak hand took mine and a frail voice said 'Get out. Please, go anywhere but here, dear. You won't like the end o' the storm.' She held up her torch and I could see this woman's face. Tired and weary -- she looked like she'd just had a vision and came to warn me or something. 'Yes, sure I--' I was interrupted by flashing of lightning and a roar of thunder that felt like it was controlling my heart by the pounding. 'Oh!' She said, as if she'd pulled a muscle or something. Her hand slipped out of mine and I heard I thump and a smash of glass. I rushed to get my candle to see more as her torch had stopped working, and on the ground this woman had broken glass digging into most parts of her body and blood was gushing from her head. She must have passed out and the torch probably fell on her. I was full of worry and I panicked, trying to speak to her. I saw a locket round her neck.
I tried to take it off her, worrying that it would choke her, even though I should be thinking about clearing the wounds and stuff, but it wouldn't budge. Searching her pockets for ID I found her purse. Inside was a note that read 'I know you will always be my real mommy. But it's okay if you give me to your daughter so I can be her child as she is so desperate. Weird how we're sisters but now we'll be mom and daughter. I mean, I'm only 6 but she's 19 so I s'pose it makes sense.I love you forever mommy. From clara'. My heart sunk. Poor child, just lost her mother, or Grandmother or whatever she'd class her as. Also happens that Clara is my name too. I went back to getting off the locket and succeeded.I looked inside. Tears welling in my eyes. Regret and frustration overcame me. In the locket was the woman on one side. On the other side was a picture of my grandfather. Or should I say father.
Whoa, that was long :l Did you get it?
Note: I'm only TWELVE! And I'm just making this up real quick, so it won't be that good.
PLEASE read it all ! ^_^
Finally the match lit, sparking a bright orange flame. Cautiously and steadily I lit the candle and, after lots of flickering, the flame warmly lit the room with a yellowish glow. It didn't light the WHOLE room, though just enough so I could relax in this wooden chair that creaked at each twitch. I pulled out an old book I found on the unsturdy bookcase that rested in the corner of the room. 'How to survive in a place like this' was its name. I looked around with a sinking feeling in my heart, knowing I would never be able to go home. The walls were wooden, the floor was wooden, the bookcase, chair, table, cupboard and coat hanger was wooden. I couldn't believe what mess i'd got myself into.
So I should probably explain was I was there. I'd got unbelievably frustrated at my mother for resetting my tamagotchi, so I stormed outside and took walk. On the way back, rain began to spit from the sky, lightning sounded and the skies got dark. I took a wrong turning. So, I ended up winding through the countryside and finding this old place with only a box of matches to keep me going. Great.
Half way through page 13, I heard a faint knock on the door. Getting up to my feet, I put the book down and went to open the door. I saw nobody. I saw nothing -- It was far too dark to see. A soft, weak hand took mine and a frail voice said 'Get out. Please, go anywhere but here, dear. You won't like the end o' the storm.' She held up her torch and I could see this woman's face. Tired and weary -- she looked like she'd just had a vision and came to warn me or something. 'Yes, sure I--' I was interrupted by flashing of lightning and a roar of thunder that felt like it was controlling my heart by the pounding. 'Oh!' She said, as if she'd pulled a muscle or something. Her hand slipped out of mine and I heard I thump and a smash of glass. I rushed to get my candle to see more as her torch had stopped working, and on the ground this woman had broken glass digging into most parts of her body and blood was gushing from her head. She must have passed out and the torch probably fell on her. I was full of worry and I panicked, trying to speak to her. I saw a locket round her neck.
I tried to take it off her, worrying that it would choke her, even though I should be thinking about clearing the wounds and stuff, but it wouldn't budge. Searching her pockets for ID I found her purse. Inside was a note that read 'I know you will always be my real mommy. But it's okay if you give me to your daughter so I can be her child as she is so desperate. Weird how we're sisters but now we'll be mom and daughter. I mean, I'm only 6 but she's 19 so I s'pose it makes sense.I love you forever mommy. From clara'. My heart sunk. Poor child, just lost her mother, or Grandmother or whatever she'd class her as. Also happens that Clara is my name too. I went back to getting off the locket and succeeded.I looked inside. Tears welling in my eyes. Regret and frustration overcame me. In the locket was the woman on one side. On the other side was a picture of my grandfather. Or should I say father.
Whoa, that was long :l Did you get it?