I ran as hard as i could, my feet smaking the ground, crushing leaves and twigs.
I heard my own breath ragged but i kept running. David had already been taken and so had Amy but i wasn't giving up that easily. I threw another look over my shoulder, even though i didnt hear anything. Of course there was nothing there.
They were to smart for that.
In my haste, i tripped over a árvore that had fallen. i tried to scramble back up, but i hard set of arms grabbed my shoulders. I screamed, but i knew that no one would come for me. So when the hand clamped over my mouth i stopped my protests. Of course my attacker whipped me to face him, but i slammed my eyes shut and turned my head away.
"Carter. Look at me."
"NO!'
i felt cold fingers against my cheek. Even though i tried to rip my head away from them, it was to no avail.
"Open your eyes Carter."
i did what i was told. Of course he stood there looking at me, but instead of feeling encantada like Amy had with him i felt a burst of disgust.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME?!"
"Carter i tried to stop them, i really did-"
"Sure. I should have known better to trust a stranger. All my friends and i wanted was directions, not death!'
The strange boy looked at me. I knew he would look at first. My pure white hair and rosa, -de-rosa eyes. i really hated being Albino. I would get stares from anyone, anywhere for something i was born with.
But this boy was odd to look at as well. His hair fell to his ears in golden curls that looked soft enough to sleep in. His eyes were an odd shade of blue, like the sky.
"I'm truley sorry. My friends thought you were the enemy."
"just let me go!" i snarled pulling free of him and i sprinted away as hard and as fast as i could.
When i got back to the Plaxe, what happened seemed to real in my mind. Amy,David and i had gone out for a walk and i had gotten lost. Our cellphones had no reception so we couldn't call anyone. Thats when we had seen them. There was the boy that had followed me and then there was his nine other friends. Including him,there were five boys and then four girls. They had attacked as soon as i had told them we were lost. In the struggle i had managed to throw a few punches, but David had been thrown to the ground quickly followed por a faca and Amy's head was smashed por a heavy rock. Satisfied with what they had done, they had turned to me. That's when i ran.
Something inside me told me that these people were cunning and strange. Then something else had said who the hell cares?! they just killed two of your friends!RUN!
Finn and Marta wouldn't be happy to know that two mais of us had been killed. the Plaxe was another início that we had been moved to. All of the kids in the início had been found on the streets. There are... well were 14 of us but now there was only 12. I had been with these people my whole life. Marta told me that they found me in the ashes of an old início that had burned. we took in new people all the time. But someone almost always ended up dead. All of us had the worst luck ever.
I ran to my room, avoiding anyone in my path. when i got there i lyed down on my cama and stared at the ceiling.
That's when i remebered. How had that boy in the woods known my name?
Who were they?
Chapter 2
As i was lying on my bed, i heard the crinkle of paper under me. I pulled back the blankets to reaveal a letter. I turned it over again and again but there was nothing but my name in curvey handwriting.
I heard my own breath ragged but i kept running. David had already been taken and so had Amy but i wasn't giving up that easily. I threw another look over my shoulder, even though i didnt hear anything. Of course there was nothing there.
They were to smart for that.
In my haste, i tripped over a árvore that had fallen. i tried to scramble back up, but i hard set of arms grabbed my shoulders. I screamed, but i knew that no one would come for me. So when the hand clamped over my mouth i stopped my protests. Of course my attacker whipped me to face him, but i slammed my eyes shut and turned my head away.
"Carter. Look at me."
"NO!'
i felt cold fingers against my cheek. Even though i tried to rip my head away from them, it was to no avail.
"Open your eyes Carter."
i did what i was told. Of course he stood there looking at me, but instead of feeling encantada like Amy had with him i felt a burst of disgust.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME?!"
"Carter i tried to stop them, i really did-"
"Sure. I should have known better to trust a stranger. All my friends and i wanted was directions, not death!'
The strange boy looked at me. I knew he would look at first. My pure white hair and rosa, -de-rosa eyes. i really hated being Albino. I would get stares from anyone, anywhere for something i was born with.
But this boy was odd to look at as well. His hair fell to his ears in golden curls that looked soft enough to sleep in. His eyes were an odd shade of blue, like the sky.
"I'm truley sorry. My friends thought you were the enemy."
"just let me go!" i snarled pulling free of him and i sprinted away as hard and as fast as i could.
When i got back to the Plaxe, what happened seemed to real in my mind. Amy,David and i had gone out for a walk and i had gotten lost. Our cellphones had no reception so we couldn't call anyone. Thats when we had seen them. There was the boy that had followed me and then there was his nine other friends. Including him,there were five boys and then four girls. They had attacked as soon as i had told them we were lost. In the struggle i had managed to throw a few punches, but David had been thrown to the ground quickly followed por a faca and Amy's head was smashed por a heavy rock. Satisfied with what they had done, they had turned to me. That's when i ran.
Something inside me told me that these people were cunning and strange. Then something else had said who the hell cares?! they just killed two of your friends!RUN!
Finn and Marta wouldn't be happy to know that two mais of us had been killed. the Plaxe was another início that we had been moved to. All of the kids in the início had been found on the streets. There are... well were 14 of us but now there was only 12. I had been with these people my whole life. Marta told me that they found me in the ashes of an old início that had burned. we took in new people all the time. But someone almost always ended up dead. All of us had the worst luck ever.
I ran to my room, avoiding anyone in my path. when i got there i lyed down on my cama and stared at the ceiling.
That's when i remebered. How had that boy in the woods known my name?
Who were they?
Chapter 2
As i was lying on my bed, i heard the crinkle of paper under me. I pulled back the blankets to reaveal a letter. I turned it over again and again but there was nothing but my name in curvey handwriting.
My type of emotions conveys
onto how i'm really feeling inside,
my thoughts mainly consist on the
back-ground of my poetry.
As my addictive persona
starts to silhouette every-
word that i've written out
the nature of my emotions
starts to unravel at every-
line,
My poesia has a piece
of imagination within it-
self, the artwork of
each line has it's own
significant meaning.
Where the beauty is
that's where the poetry
lives, it lives within my soul,
as i carry each and every-line
with care, i start to share a
piece of me inside every-
lyrical line that i compose.
onto how i'm really feeling inside,
my thoughts mainly consist on the
back-ground of my poetry.
As my addictive persona
starts to silhouette every-
word that i've written out
the nature of my emotions
starts to unravel at every-
line,
My poesia has a piece
of imagination within it-
self, the artwork of
each line has it's own
significant meaning.
Where the beauty is
that's where the poetry
lives, it lives within my soul,
as i carry each and every-line
with care, i start to share a
piece of me inside every-
lyrical line that i compose.
of your destiny
are dreams
that still shine
in the haze
of your memories.
These dreams
are so distant
and invisible,
though your eyes
still stare into them.
Everything is so foggy
like your thoughts.
You sit alone
trying to reach that
small piece of happiness,
trying to find
a purpose of life.
Dreams that still
live in you
are smothered by
the cruel reality.
But, they still live
inside,
feeding the memories,
reviving the soul.
Dreams,
even if they are
condemned to oblivion,
live within your heart,
in hope,
in remembrance,
shining in
the haze of
your memories.
Everyone was composição literária it down on their calenders as alerts of it popped up on the news, internet, and in big bold letters, on a newspaper! The time has come for it to be known to mankind and liked! The movie, Brenda and Luci's Night, was premiering on that weekend, the 25th of November.Everyone wanted to see it! There had been commercials of it since August, and the stars had been anxious. Speaking of the "stars" Whose names were Hillisia Jones, and Ponya Kricketiz. They were bff's since the kindergarten, and now they were in 7th grade. They auditioned for the movie without the other knowing! They were astounded when they learned they were auditioning for the same movie. They were mad, but when Ponya got the letter she was Brenda, and Hillisia was Luci, they were overjoyed, and began screaming with cheers! Now they were in New York being filmed for the movie... wait for more!
