blue eyes

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i was born in an opulent family the daughter of the landlord.

Submitted: March 10, 2017

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I cautiously reached around my area, trying to find a way back home. I was born in an opulent family, the younger daughter of the land lord. I was always proud of my eyes. They were the color of icy blue. If looks could kill, my eyes would have definitely killed a lot of people. Many people knew me as the little sister of Andrea. My name is Alisha and it would always be Alisha. My life was perfect. I had everything that could be owned by money. Living as the richest kid in the neighbor, I quickly learned that money could bring happiness, my money made me a lot of friends and kept me up with my good grades. I learned in a young age, to the society money is the first priority.

However, the only thing that money couldn’t fix was relationship ruined by money. Our family was never the happiest family. We always had suspicion towards each other. Afraid that our money would be stolen, and naturally my sister and I never had a good relationship. We both knew we were afraid of each other, suspicious about each other. But that day was particularly weird. My sister’s azure colored eyes stared right back at me. She smiled to me, and offered to go on a walk. Her sweet talks didn’t alleviate the cold tension between us. I was afraid what kind of necromancy she was pulling. Andrea leaded me deeper into the forest. I was getting afraid but every time she would smile and assure me, and how big that smile had an effect on me. How much I wanted to see that smile on her face. I trusted her and followed her. My sharp ears started picking up sounds. I could hear footsteps small whispers. I looked at my sister. Hoping that my eyes would show fear. It didn’t. It gave the same cold look making my sister cringe and whip her head around. She started to run. I thought it was because of the fear of looking into my eyes. Soon the sound of footsteps turned bigger. I spun around and I was met with the sight of my sisters soldier. Holding a sharp knife towards me. With a quick slash the color red filled my sights and the world turned black. I opened my eyes but all that welcomed me was pitch black. I thought it was because of the night. I cautiously reached around my area, trying to find a way back home. I wondered if this was how abyss felt. Nothing but darkness and coldness. I stumbled across rocks. I didn't know how long I was on the ground or how long it had been since I stepped into the forest. Soon I heard footsteps and voices. I did one thing that popped into my head. I screamed on top of my lungs hoping that anyone would hear me. My ears were sharper than usual picking up every little sound and the sound of footsteps. Soon I felt two arms pulling me up from the ground. The deep voice indicated that it was the voice of my father. However, I could feel a hint of disgust in his voice. I started rambling about what had happen. My father shouted at me saying that it is impossible, that my sister leaded the whole family here. Worrying about me. Soon I heard another pair of footsteps it came closer and with a quick slash a sudden rush of warmness gushed on to my hands as I felt my father fall limp on to the ground. I reached up to my eyes hoping to wipe off the tears. Then I realized, the darkness wasn’t because of the night. With a quick slash I fell onto the ground. Falling asleep. Forever.


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