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Hell Night - Wed, 11th
by Stephanie Jean
Sunday, July 29, 2012

Rated "PG13" by the Author.

       
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     This is the start of kira adventure of meeting a man who will soon change her future.

 

I put my wrist under the water and garbed a rag and scrubbed and scrub screaming out in pain, and tears rolling down my face. When it wouldn’t scrub off i through the rag in the sink and

I fell back against my wall in tears sliding down onto my floor trying to remember what happened. I don’t understand what happened to me and then their was knock at the door i sat silent on the floor wondering if he came for me...i sat silent, hand over my mouth.

“Kira? Are you okay?” it was my cousin knocking on the door. I ran over and grabbed my jacket to cover the tattoo. I then walked over to the door and opened it slowly scared that maybe it was a lie like my whole night was. My cousin opened the door the rest of the way and stared at me with just anger in her eyes.

“What?” I questioned wondering why she was staring at me so harshly.

“Kira its almost 3PM and we have been calling you all day. My mother and I worry about you!” I breathed out for a long time and then replied.

“I'm sorry Sarah I just....lost my head” she came over and hugged me and I hugged back.

“We are family you should start acting like it!”

“I promise ill call, but right now I have to go...” I replied grabbing my stuff to head out the door.

“Kira?”

“Yes?”

“I do love you” I smiled back and just parted my ways with her. At this time I wish I said I love you back. I have always loved her, we became sisters when I moved in with them. They were so loving and caring and never let me have pity for myself because I was more then what my father did, and I would never let him win. So many people loved me in my family they always let me know that and I became a great person because of them. I remember all the times I would get sad me and her would swing on the swings to see who could actually fly. We swung so high that id forget everything and laugh. We swung so high that we'd get lifted off the swings and we'd jump off in hopes we could fly, for a split second we did till we fell back to the earth falling onto the ground. Then we would roll on are backs and laugh because for that split second we defied gravity.

I showed up at my friend Neil, maybe he knew what happened.

“Neil!?”

“Yes?”

“What kind of stuff did you give me? I went crazy and I got this!” I yelled showing him the tattoo, his eyes widened.

“Get out! You must go!” he yelled trying to push me out the door but instead he shoved me right into a man.

“I’m so sorry....” I stuttered looking face to face to the man I dreamed about, that I saw at the market.

“Your fine sweetheart, why are you pushing this beautiful girl out your doors, Neil? Are you trying to hide her from me?” Neil laughed, but it was fake and nervous like he was afraid.

“Of course not Charles”

“My dear girl I know who you are” Charles said looking into my eyes

“Yet, I have no idea who you are.”

“My name is Charles and you are my favorite writer.”

“I am?” I asked as he lifted my hand and kissed it.

“Oh yes my dear you are and how beautiful you are. You must let me take you to dinner tomorrow night.”

“She is busy!” Neil said

“Is this true ?” Charles asked me

“No...i am free” I replied as he smiled

What a horrible mistake.

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