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Bond Night 2

"People of course blindly believed the 'saint' and I began being segregated by people. I attempted suicide three times and was then taken to a rehabilitation center. Where I wasted away three good years of my life. Note, I was just 17 when all this began! I was let out when I was 20! It was a year after my release and I was still trying to settle down and pick up the pieces of my broken life when I heard Donald, whose dad has sent out of the country was coming back to town with his pregnant wife! " she pauses and anger takes over me. How could men be so cruel! Anger begins to boil in the depths of my stomach and suddenly I begin to react to the cold around me. Like I've said once before, my body is very sensitive to cold, hence my current mild shivering. Madre begins to speak again and warmth slowly creeps onto my cold body and I relax and lean further into the comforting warmth around me. "He was coming on a

My Telepacy Buddy

Days had passed since Bond night. Slowly slipping to weeks and even longer months. I had began to loose all hope on ever leaving this place. Time had slipped away so fast, I don't know how long I've spent here. But I know it's a swell amount of time as my nails have grown stronger and thicker. I decide to head to my thinking spot. The lake had become my favorite place and water a close companion. I sit in a meditation position staring at the sun's reflection on the lake. Its beautiful golden color spread roughly yet beautiful upon the face of the water like an artist's choice to spray paint the water to wonder. 'Good morning' I hear loud and clear in my head and I turn around in shock. "How did you do that??" I question Desmond who has his hands in his pockets and has been standing a distance behind me since God knows when.

What Do I Feel?

Halloween!? Halloween is on the last day of October! I got here on my birthday which is March 3rd. ~so I've spent eight months here!? Gabby notices the look on my face. "What's wrong sis? " she questions "It's been 8 months. " I manage to mutter "It's been three years," she replies placing her hand on my shoulder and I get her point. The preparation for Halloween here actually beat my expectations. We were made to make lists of what we want, what we want to give, who we want to dress up as or what we need to make our costumes and so much more. I chose to be red riding hood, Gabby chose to dress as Mulan. She says it makes her feel stronger. Tori chose to dress as a zombie and Rachel was bold enough to dress as MADRE!! Halloween finally came and Desmond is dressed in black. A black shirt, trouser, has his hair properly gel

A Year

More months had passed, more nightmares been had, nostalgia had become a part of me, hair's grown thinner and longer, nails dirtier and stronger, soul broken and darker, liking for Desmond stronger and hope to leave this place deteriorating. I feel something drop on my face causing my face to move a little. Something drops again and my eyes twitch. Then comes another drop, and another and another, in irritation and disgust, I pull my fingers over the wet areas on my face as I lazily pull my eyes open. Sleep vanishes from my eyes and they are shot open in wild alert when I see a bowl right above my head. I sit up only to find Madre smiling eerily at me. I stare closely at the bowl and I see a drop of red liquid escape the bottom of the bowl and land on the sheets of my bed creating a small red circle. I stare at my fingers and see they're smudged with....blood!?. I take the s

Sonia

I had been down all day as I realized I just turned 20 today without my family there by me to celebrate me nor congratulate me. I just became a full woman and my mom isn't even here to share this big day with me. I had turned another big page in my life with yet an even bigger page missing. It's noon and I'm still wrapped up in myself when Gabby approaches me;"Hey birthday girl, someone said to tell you to meet him at the second spot. " I don't need anything to know the 'someone' is Desmond and the 'second spot' is his little cabin. I can't help but smile at myself as memories of when I met him there playback in my head. "Hmmm. Someone's blushing" Gabby coos in my ear drawing me back to earth and I stump her foot. "No, I'm not! " I reply "Ouch!" She whines "Okay, but you don't have to be

Who Is She??

Third-person narrative... Sonia just found a table on which Desmond kept his latest drawings. She had been staring at a drawing which unknown to her is a drawing Desmond made of her own eyes, when the papers in her hands fall to the ground. She sees part of another drawing. She only sees the girl's wild curly hair and the girl's eyebrows. She stoops to pick up the drawing when Desmond walks in at the nick of time and quickly draws the paper out of her reach. "What?... "She questions in confusion as she stands to look at Desmond. "What is that? " she questions in suspicion after studying Desmond's uneasy look. "Nothing! " Desmond replies sharply as he prays deep down she doesn't struggle to see it as that would result in him tearing the picture. Of course, Desmond won't let Sonia see the drawing he made of her as that would

Honey Dipped Apples

Sonias POV;. My jaw drops as Desmond says these words to me. His words flow out his mouth like pure water straight into my crumpled heart. 'You are a perfect work of art done on the purest canvas, with the finest brushes, exquisite color choices, and by the master himself.' His words keep playing in my head as I stare into his deep brown eyes. No one has ever said something like that to me. His gaze remains glued on mine and I can't help the heat I feet crawl up my neck and into my cheek. He flashes a smile at me and takes my hand releasing it from its position over my chest. I obediently follow as he leads me to the table. He pushes a plate made of wood to me and on it lay ball-like things that look brownish. "What is this? " I quiz in confusion as I stare at him. "Apples and mangos," he replies lookin

Brayan

Before me is a sight like none I've ever seen before. We are standing on a cliff and in the valley below lays a bed of nature that could be known as God's expression of beauty. Sunflowers on one side and hills on the other. The sky is so bright and beautiful. Giving more effect to the trees on the hills afar. "Wow "I mutter in awe as I stare at nature's wonder and God's creativity. "It's a sight to see. " Desmond says and I look up at him. I can't take my eyes off him as questions keep rushing at me. He turns to me and finds me staring. "How do you find these places? " I question. "I used to be an ugly emotional mess and I guess, as they say, opposite sides attract. I guess these places just called me to them " he replies staring ahead and peace washes over me. A being so perfect and pure. I feel blessed to have found someone like him.&

The Project

"You take that back right this ins... " I begin to scream at Desmond when I am cut off by someone. "Hey" A feminine voice cuts. Desmond and I look up to find a girl and a boy. The pretty girl is dressed as Hermione from Harry potter and the boy is dressed as Harry Potter himself. They both look to be in the same age group as I. I look over at Desmond only to find a dead, cold scowl on his face. "Hi" I reply when I realize Desmond won't say a thing. "I'm Dana Livingstone" the girl informs "And I'm Timothy Goodwin" the boy adds "Oh... I'm Sonia. " I reply and Desmond stares at me. "Oh, we know who you are. You're Sonia and he's Desmond. " the girl replies pointing her fingers at Desmond. "Nice to meet you. " I reply as I know not how to react to these strangers. &nb

The Project 2

He falls harshly on his bum. "What was that for!? " he questions. "Why are you so mean!? The one minute you're sweet as honey and the next you're as sour as lime!" I scream at him "You do have a talent you need to recognize! You're good at hurting people. Why didn't you stop when you heard me call!? " I add and he just stares at me. "You only stopped when you got me hurt. That was what you wanted right!? " I add. Tears rolling down my face and my knee bleeding as he rises to his feet. He makes to touch me and I warn him against it. "Don't touch me! " He pauses for a second but still proceeds and lifts me into the air bridal style. "Put me down! " I struggle taking care not to further irritate my sore knee. Desmond ignores my little tantrum and carries me till we get into his cabin. He places me on the ta

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