Celeste's POV
Huff... Huff... I think... I lost her for good.. I sat exhausted on the fuchsia colored amor asiento in the living room. Thoughts raced through my mind that seemed like 800-mph! "Celeste? Honey, why do tu look so pooped out?" I looked up, it was Aunt Natalie, with her mellow look. "Ah, yeah I.. Never-mind, i-its nothing!" She tilted her head, I guess I just made it más suspicious.. She came and sat down siguiente to me. "C'mon sweetie, tu can tell auntie anything!" She petted my head gently. Aunt Natalie was always a lot nicer than my mother, shes never too hard on me, and she really treats me like a little kid sometimes! "Well... If I tell tu will tu promise not to get mad and not tell mother!" She looked down at the wooden flooring. She let out a sigh. "Yes honey, please tell me now." Her calmness matched her beauty and lush autumn colored hair, which matched with her snow white skin. As beautiful as a rose in bloom! "Well... I.. While in the forest.. I met.. A girl." I paused, mariposas tickled the inside of my stomach. "And why was that so bad? Its wonderful to meet new friends, did tu get along well?" I cringed. "She was a WIZARD!" I cried and dropped my head on my aunt's shoulder. She didn't speak in quite a while, I bet she was disappointed that I did such a thing. Finally she said, "Don't worry honey, tu didn't know." Her long curled eye lashes flapped with her blink. "You.. Aren't mad?" I sniffled and looked up at her face. She shook her head slowly. "No.. After all those nasty wizards are excellent disguisers.I won't tell your mother." I smiled and hugged aunt Natalie. "I amor you."
The siguiente día I walked outside and towards the Goddess Pond. Its the Goddess of Oracle's favorito! pond, theres even a statue of her! Shes beautiful! Every now and then people (as well as myself) come to pray and wish for good luck for anything. I poised my hands and closed my eyes. "Oh dear Goddess of Oracle, please take my wish and promise that no más violence o wars towards Witches will happen..." I bowed and threw in a coin from my pocket into the beloved pond. As I walked away I began to think if it was disrespectful for me to not wish any wars for the wizards.. I mean, they may not be all bad-What am I talking about? They're horrendous! But still... The Goddess of Oracle never judged anyone from their class, whether they were a witch nor wizard. She believe there was no change in anyone. I wonder if I should follow that too? .....I'll have to sleep on that, it'd be a big step in my religion after all.. And what on earth would my Mother o Aunt Natalie think?
Huff... Huff... I think... I lost her for good.. I sat exhausted on the fuchsia colored amor asiento in the living room. Thoughts raced through my mind that seemed like 800-mph! "Celeste? Honey, why do tu look so pooped out?" I looked up, it was Aunt Natalie, with her mellow look. "Ah, yeah I.. Never-mind, i-its nothing!" She tilted her head, I guess I just made it más suspicious.. She came and sat down siguiente to me. "C'mon sweetie, tu can tell auntie anything!" She petted my head gently. Aunt Natalie was always a lot nicer than my mother, shes never too hard on me, and she really treats me like a little kid sometimes! "Well... If I tell tu will tu promise not to get mad and not tell mother!" She looked down at the wooden flooring. She let out a sigh. "Yes honey, please tell me now." Her calmness matched her beauty and lush autumn colored hair, which matched with her snow white skin. As beautiful as a rose in bloom! "Well... I.. While in the forest.. I met.. A girl." I paused, mariposas tickled the inside of my stomach. "And why was that so bad? Its wonderful to meet new friends, did tu get along well?" I cringed. "She was a WIZARD!" I cried and dropped my head on my aunt's shoulder. She didn't speak in quite a while, I bet she was disappointed that I did such a thing. Finally she said, "Don't worry honey, tu didn't know." Her long curled eye lashes flapped with her blink. "You.. Aren't mad?" I sniffled and looked up at her face. She shook her head slowly. "No.. After all those nasty wizards are excellent disguisers.I won't tell your mother." I smiled and hugged aunt Natalie. "I amor you."
The siguiente día I walked outside and towards the Goddess Pond. Its the Goddess of Oracle's favorito! pond, theres even a statue of her! Shes beautiful! Every now and then people (as well as myself) come to pray and wish for good luck for anything. I poised my hands and closed my eyes. "Oh dear Goddess of Oracle, please take my wish and promise that no más violence o wars towards Witches will happen..." I bowed and threw in a coin from my pocket into the beloved pond. As I walked away I began to think if it was disrespectful for me to not wish any wars for the wizards.. I mean, they may not be all bad-What am I talking about? They're horrendous! But still... The Goddess of Oracle never judged anyone from their class, whether they were a witch nor wizard. She believe there was no change in anyone. I wonder if I should follow that too? .....I'll have to sleep on that, it'd be a big step in my religion after all.. And what on earth would my Mother o Aunt Natalie think?
This is writen in the point of view of Kara
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Kara stood in apartment and stared out of thr window, just a few moments hace someone stopped her from jumping off her flat roof.
"Kara..."the voice said, it was the same voice of the man who saved her.
Kara looked at the time, it was 11.48. She yawned and went into her bedroom.After getting changed she slipped into her bed.That voice ringed through her ears."Kara....".She closed her eyes and almost fell asleep when she herd someone call her name "Kara...."
There was a knock on the front door, Kara grabbed her dressing vestido and put on her slippers. She walked over to the door and opened it. There was a piece of paper on the floor with wriing on it. I was a note, on the note was written in 7 days all will be alright
Kara awoke from her bed, had it all been a dream? Kara noticed that she had the note in her hand.She read the note over and over again. What did it mean?
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Kara stood in apartment and stared out of thr window, just a few moments hace someone stopped her from jumping off her flat roof.
"Kara..."the voice said, it was the same voice of the man who saved her.
Kara looked at the time, it was 11.48. She yawned and went into her bedroom.After getting changed she slipped into her bed.That voice ringed through her ears."Kara....".She closed her eyes and almost fell asleep when she herd someone call her name "Kara...."
There was a knock on the front door, Kara grabbed her dressing vestido and put on her slippers. She walked over to the door and opened it. There was a piece of paper on the floor with wriing on it. I was a note, on the note was written in 7 days all will be alright
Kara awoke from her bed, had it all been a dream? Kara noticed that she had the note in her hand.She read the note over and over again. What did it mean?
when i just have been through the worse in my life
my eyes turn black,my skin turns white
i'll be like a ghost
life has been sucked right from me
i feel my skin tearing apart like it's going to shred
i'm shaking and lonely and cold
but it's funny that my only savior is just a little sharp metal thing
just a small razor can heal me that much?!
better than anybody i have ever known
i slide my left arm just a little as a start and i feel like i need más and más and more...
until i can not get enough
but then i feel so good,almost satisfied
watching my blood spilling on the floor,drop after drop very slowly
that's just the hottest painful pleasure i have ever experienced
i feel so unbalanced,so numb
i don't know if i need someone to touch me o to shoot me to know that i'm still alive
but i know i won't stop
i'll cut myself and fuck the wound
i'll lick my blood for all my pain
my eyes turn black,my skin turns white
i'll be like a ghost
life has been sucked right from me
i feel my skin tearing apart like it's going to shred
i'm shaking and lonely and cold
but it's funny that my only savior is just a little sharp metal thing
just a small razor can heal me that much?!
better than anybody i have ever known
i slide my left arm just a little as a start and i feel like i need más and más and more...
until i can not get enough
but then i feel so good,almost satisfied
watching my blood spilling on the floor,drop after drop very slowly
that's just the hottest painful pleasure i have ever experienced
i feel so unbalanced,so numb
i don't know if i need someone to touch me o to shoot me to know that i'm still alive
but i know i won't stop
i'll cut myself and fuck the wound
i'll lick my blood for all my pain