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Post by CLARY EMMY FRAY on Feb 19, 2010 19:27:26 GMT -5
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NOTDONENOTDONENOTDONE
She looked around, fire and destruction was all around her. Everyone was screaming and running but she didn't move, she stood there taking it all in, her little tiny hands holding onto her rag doll. What was going on, she didn't understand as she stood outside the alleyway, her little body casting a long eerily shadow. It wasn't until she heard a noise in the alleyway did she move.
Her large blue eyes strained to look over the piles of trash in the alley until she spotted a tall cloaked figure standing over a heap on the ground. She let out a light shriek of confusion and the cloaked figure looked up at her. She tried to look away but she couldn't, he was just too beautiful. She took a step back, ready to go find her mommy when their eyes locked and she knew that she wouldn't be going anyway. Unwillingly, as if he was controlling her, she took a step forward closer to him and then another and before she knew it, she was in front of him.
Up close, he was more pretty than she thought, he was pretty than her Ken of Barbie dolls and she couldn't look away until he broke their eye contact. She looked down at the heap that was at his feet. It was a person, with blood dripping off his neck, as if he was bitten. He called out to her and her attention snapped back to him.
"What's you're name?" he asked
"It's-" but before she could answer, she saw her mommy behind him, calling out.
"NO!" she tried to run towards her but before mommy could reach her, another cloaked figure came from the side and knocked her down. Her blue eyes widened in horror as she tried to reach out to her mommy but he stopped her.
"Let's try this again shall we?" he asked, his English accent was strong as he smiled and his straight white teeth that she had never seen before was now burned forever into her mind.
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NOTDONENOTDONENOTDONE
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