Evilbyheart

"You want to me to do what" I looked at them in amazement, their insane. I may be in constant peril of losing my sanity but they had all ready lost theirs. "I want you to attended Cogitari Secondary Collage" Sam repeated flat and no emotions what so ever. "What is the point of that, how many steps can I take before I get brutally murdered" I growled we were back in the spare room I had made a wall of boxes so I could get dressed while still talking. I was getting Amelia hand me downs. This family didn't through away anything, by the looks of it. She still had cloths from when she was in year seven. I was going through boxes trying to find

"You want to me to do what" I looked at them in amazement, their insane. I may be in constant peril of losing my sanity but they had all ready lost theirs. "I want you to attended Cogitari Secondary Collage" Sam repeated flat and no emotions what so ever. "What is the point of that, how many steps can I take before I get brutally murdered" I growled we were back in the spare room I had made a wall of boxes so I could get dressed while still talking. I was getting Amelia hand me downs. This family didn't through away anything, by the looks of it. She still had cloths from when she was in year seven. I was going through boxes trying to find

I tried to move my hand over to the other side of my body but it refused to move. I tugged again and again until I was forced to investigate the problem. I looked over to the right the room was quite bare with two windows near the corner of the room. There was boxes scatted across the floor board, they were recently moved to the walls of the room by the look of the dust on the wooden floor. There was an old tall wardrobe next to the door in the far side of the room with a mirror on the door. I looked up; my arm was tied to the bed with rope both of them were.  I pulled myself up slowly; pain was still darting through my shoulder from the wo

"You're going to catch a cold" Her eyes opened like a new born child seeing the world for the first time. She slowly edge herself up and looked around, a boy in his teens was offering her a hand up. She lifted her hand; snow fell off her arm and onto the ground. She grabbed his hand and he pulled back quickly. "Sorry you're just so cold" he mumbled then pulled her up. She brushed off the snow from her silk white T-shirt and shorts. He draped his marrow school blazer around her, there coat of arms stitched on the breast pocket. She smiled at him, her pale pink lips pointing up. She looked down at her feet and wiggled her tows in the snow.

"I don't know how tomorrows going to end. I don't know how I am going to die, and I never will until it happens.  I enjoy it like that." The teenage girl couldn't explain what's going to happen to anyone and neither could the man. But he would try his hardest to get the answers that he seeks, the ones the girl could not give. She cried and cried punch after punch with no luck. Soon she fell into a deep sleep her body hot and sweaty, in pain. The Police ran into the small ally way at night the man ran. One police officer stopped to help the child with brown messy up hair, the other two officers made chased after him into the dark night. He c