The grandfather clock struck 9 am. A million bells rang throughout the castle making a great cacophony. Then it went silent. As she walked down the staircase the castle once again echoed with her footsteps. Click. Clack. Click. Clack. Her footsteps were like a ticking clock.
As she began to pass the window she stop. It showed where once a beautiful garden was. It belonged to her mother. But when she left Evanescence had her very first taste of power. That morning Evanescence burned the garden. Flames flying from her hands, she made her mother pay for leaving. Now all there was were ashes of the once beautiful garden.
The ashes fueled her with a sense of satisfaction. A wicked smiled came across her face as her brain made a plan. She would bring Jagger back to the palace, then get him to hate their mother also. Tell him how much she missed him. Tell him of the times her mom abused her when he was not home. That is how she will have true revenge on her mother, turn her favorite against her.
She hurried down the rest of the hallway. Stopping in front of her father’s chamber room she heard his cry. Knocking on the door the sobbing stop.
“Evanescence, my child, is that you?” he called out, his voice still weak.
“Yes father. I am ready to leave,” she answered.
“Ok. Your instructions are in the brown sack on the kitchen counter along with necessities.”
“Thank you father. I shall be leaving now.”
“Evanescence one more thing.”
“Yes?”
“Be safe.”
“I will always be safe.”
“Good bye my
Erykah stared at the old cottage with a catatonic glaze in her eye from the backseat of a cab car. It’s been raining all morning and the usually sandy trail was now muddled and she was really dreading lugging her suitcase all the way to the house. This used to be her piece of paradise but she knew this summer it would definitely be more of a prison, a place shes been exiled to while the papers are finalized.
Ten years had passed since Arthur had become king, and the kingdom was at peace. It angered Morgana. Her sisters had died, Morganas “immortal” spell had worn off after many years, leaving her with only the silence of the forest to live with. Tears streamed down her face as she replaced the dying flowers with living ones on her sisters graves. Her sorrow was interrupted by the voice of a woman.
“You stupid bitch,” she said as she stood in front of the grave stone crying, her voice cracking, “Why didn’t you listen to me?” Anna felt like her heart had shattered. She should have stopped her, she shouldn’t have let her put that needle in her arm; she was supposed to be watching Melody. She fell to her knees and remembered the funeral.
of her parents. She may have buried her grief, but she’s still haunted by memories of the man she once loved, and a relationship cut short by tragedy.
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Queen Serena looked out her cell window. She really believed she could save the kingdom, but like most, she failed. The kingdom, her home, shall forever live in darkness.
She hurried down the grand staircase and snuck past the King and Queens room being ever so careful not to wake them. She had to leave from the back door because the front door would be too loud and she would surly wake someone. The wind
Each day, she would run back to the community park, where she would wait until everyone left the premises, before turning back to the trailer park, her home for the last fifteen years. She would cry to her mom, and wonder why it was them who were destined to have a life like that. Why it was them that had to be different.
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She walked around bobby’s house admiring the books on the shelves. He wasn’t here and he didn’t know the girl was coming. They hadn’t seen each other in a little over 2 years, when they had spoken, he gave her advice when she needed it but otherwise she didn’t talk to too many people, except her, but she’s gone now. That’s actually why she was there, she wanted to stay with Bobby for a while, while she got her head on straight. Suddenly she heard a car pulling up and she walked into the devil’s trap she had drawn on the hard wooden floor. She thought he noticed her car because she could hear him open his trunk and grab a shotgun. She just sat down on the chalk not caring that her butt was going to get all white. She heard the front door open
Beyond the door of the family shrine she could hear the household waking up. Her mother’s strident voice, tinged with tears, barking orders to the servants woke everyone who had not yet risen. It was not the morning song she would wish to be her last in the house that had seen her birth, but little had gone the way that Melantha had wanted. She stood and blew out the guttering lamp, mercy for the wick.
When she went to the door there wasn 't anyone their but, a package of cigarettes on the ground in front of her door. Rose had given up smoking long ago. When Rose was in high school she would smoke everyday all day long. She would burn people with her cigarettes and their skin would turn very red and stay that way for a long time. She regrets that stuff now, but she will never forget it, and either will the people she did it too.
Nat pulled a stool forward and sat down and leaning forward put the cigarette up to the top of the flame. The flame lapped at the cigarette for a while until the end glowed red like the embers of the fire. Nat withdrew the cigarette from the flame, put it up to his mouth, hesitating, then sighed and gently put the cigarette in between his lips, hanging downwards, as he drew in a deep breathe, allowing the smoke to fill his mouth. He gently blew out and watched the blue-grey smoke fill the air around him.
Warm, streaming tears fell across my pale skin as I watched the fiery and radiant lantern float gently across the fading sky. With each swing it took, flashbacks of my grim memories flooded my brain and tears continued to pour. I curled tightly into a ball and buried my face into my chest in frustration. But Grandma hollered me in.
It was that jolly time of the year again and of course Stan and Roger were arguing over who would be on the naughty list.