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about a young girl who struggles with in her own mind to break free of her struggles in life,
but as she becomes more aware of why she is trapped she is determined to break free and live her life to the best she can be.

about a battle of spirtuality religion and hatred lust and hope and love.


Submitted:Feb 21, 2013    Reads: 45    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Part One

They had me cornered, there is nowhere to run, and no place to hide, the only exit is a 50 metre drop out of two story window. There stalking me, spreading out coming at me from all directions. I am a spider trapped in its own web of pain and deception.

How did I not see what they were doing to me? Pulling me under their stupid magnetism with their beauty and charm, cool tricks and magic. How would I know that being who I am would hurt the ones I love. My family, my friends, the universe. How was I meant to know that ENVY and JEALOUSY could hurt the world around me?

I'm struggling, fighting against there power to get away to stop this pain but there is no use. Not for me. I'm already backed up against the cool brick wall behind me. There has got to be a way out there's got be a way to stop the pain, to stop there advances. But I can't fight this invisible force, there too strong, I know I have to fight but it's no use. No one will and is going to save me any time soon.

The tallest guy. The one with the jet black hair takes a few more steps towards me and stops. He cocks his head to the side like he is sizing me up trying to figure me out. At last he speaks

"Lilly star. You think you can fight me, but up an invisible shield just to save yourself, you think that you're strong enough to outdo me?"

Ice chills tremble up my spine locking my limbs in place so I cannot move from this spot.

"Well your wrong pretty little princess, you're not going to win this fight, however I will give you a choice and you must decide which one you pick?"

The way he speaks is hypnotising I can't concentrate and I can't move. I feel like I'm being dragged under by this freaking dude, it's like he is magic and control the weather of this place.

"WH...What do you WA...want from mmeee?" I breathe trying to keep us much of the tremble out of my voice, but fail anyway.

"I Lilly star would like you to be my *PERSONAL* slave to everything I tell you" I bite me my lip. I don't want to be a slave to anyone let alone him.

But what would a *PERSONAL* slave have to do to find freedom.





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