skylark

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
it was an english essay but as i wrote it i had someone speciel in my mind

Submitted: June 26, 2010

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Skylark
 
It was late one afternoon maybe mid October, early November all I knew was it was cold I couldn't even feel my lips, my mouth suddenly droped,I couldn't feel anything, everything went numb.
 
Now thats enough about that lets talk more about me. I was a young spirited girl,long wavy hair black-my favorite colour of course-my mom said I have beautiful green eyes that looked like newly grown grass, my body was plump but not to bad, my name is Memory. My mom was killed when I was five so I had to go live with my aunt away from all my friends, I was sad but at the same time scared so when I got to my aunt's it was like the bed wasn't comfy enough so I decided to sleep in the closet (I found that comfier). One strange night I smelled smoke coming from the room next to mine so I went to check it out and as I saw,it was a fire-I instinctively ran outside as the firetrucks came-I was outside but sadly my aunt never made it. Then came my 16th brithday I was so sad I was transferred to 19 foster homes in 6 years.
 
I swear I could have heard this faint ringing in my ear like a whistle or something, yet I still never heard such a low sound. I couldn't move, my arms were like center blocks,and my legs were like a 2,000 pound fridge. It felt like I was under mind control but just as I blinked I was to move but not much,I looked down at my feet and saw chains, but not your ordinary chains they weren't metal or steel but wood as they were more futuristic .They were wood just plain wood, but it wasn't very strong I could break it if I wanted to, but I wanted to pretend, I wanted to see what would happen to me. I felt scared but excited I wanted my life back. Then it happened, the cutest guy I have seen, but he was looking at me as if I were his next meal. He had beautiful golden eyes that shone like a thousand moons, his hair was black with red highlights and his skin was white, white like ghosts. Just when I was about to talk, this beautiful girl walked in she looked about twelve maybe thirteen. She had long flowing hair, her hair black, black as night, her eyes were dark like nothing I have ever seen before. I could sense evil in her. Then I heard them talking I heard her call him Azerath. They were saying something about a truck being ready. The girl started to speak "she is the last one, as soon as we get them to the island we can finally sell them all."
 
I wondered what she meant by this quote "we can finally sell them all." I knew then and there what they were, for a fact they weren't human at all but Lycans. I've heard of them before but never got the chance to see one up close, they had come here to hunt. Hopefully, they'll go back to where they came from very soon. The next night I awoke to find I was on a boat heading to an island. The boat was close enough that I could see figures waving on the shore. It was her, I was positive it was her. When I got to the shore there she was, my friend Zeca. She had been missing for two or three months.
 
Two weeks went by now that I was stuck on this island, in this stinky celler. I was scared because I had fallen deeply in love with Azerath. He was just to handsome to resist, when it came time for us to be sold, I heard that it would take place during the night. We had one day to escape, when it was time to eat I shoved some mortal named Dabbler into the fire place, and as he burned his shriek filled the room. Azerath came to help, but what shocked me was he came to help us. He helped us escape. He knew that he was risking his life to help us. We picked two boats then disassembled the rest, it amazed me that he cared enough to risk his own life to save the rest of us. As we were leaving the island he pulled a small box out of his pocket and said "will you marry me." A tear came to my eye as I cried he asked " is that a yes"? and as I cried I nodded and said said "yes, I will love you forever..."
 


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