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The whispers

Novel By: maystar
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Lola hers voices View table of contents...


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Submitted:Dec 19, 2011    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 3   


Mrs Hobbs stared at Lola. All she could see was 14/10/22, at the age of 69 death by falling down the stairs. It was even her birthday today. She wanted to laugh. She saw everything about her. How she had two children. A boy Kelab and girl Lucy. Twins and twelve. Her husband was in war and she longed for him to come home. She of couse knew he would die. She could tell her all she was thinkiing. 'Do the children like me' and. 'Is Alan coming home?' 'Will he love me when he returns?' and lots more. "What's the answer?" Mrs Hobbs asked. She could tell Mrs Hobbs did not expect her to get it. "Four." she answers. She read her mind. 'How does an absent minded fool like her know?' "Because I am not absent minded like you think." she answers to her mind. "I can see your lonely miss. Your husband left to war. Now your asking. How can she possibly know?"She looks at her startled. "She is a freak. She can read peoples mind. She 's using her voodo on you." Says Rebbecca. People stare at her. She just sighs and smiles upwardly. Next day.... Mrs Wood introduces Larry. "This is Larry. He is new to our school." Lola tried to read his mind, but she couldn't. She couldn't see anything. Larry was diffrent but how? Who could help her with her gift. She heard all there voices at once. Whispering. Talking. She wondered. Could Larry hear too? He had black hair and grey eyes. He certainally had that mysterious look about him. He was tall and slim. She stared hardly at him. Who are you she thought? "She's got a crush!" Shouts Fiona. Everyone laughs. "Stay away from her. Her name is Lola and she is a real loony." He looked at her and Lola was quick to turn away. He walks pass her and drops a paper. She picks it up and opens it. She doesn't want to be seen talking to him. It wrote in big bold letters, "I KNOW." she looked at him puzzled, and he smiled. A suspicious one, you might say. Suspious meants like hiding something, but Lola was convinced he knew.




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