Sorry i promised tio stop writing for a while because of my mood affecting the story but i just can't stop. When i am like this i want to write all the time even if i am producing rubbish. It's kind of like my therapy.
So if this is terrable and not up to standered please let me know. I can't judge very well right now.
There is triggering and graphic content in the next few updates, please as always be safe.
Different arms
“I am sorry.” I mumbled rubbing my hands roughly over my tear streaked face trying to remove the Incriminating evidence that I had been crying yet again, that I wasn’t hard as stone. That I was broken.
“Why?” Esmee asked pulling my body up closer to her like Emmet had me before. They where obviously getting to know me too well. They new that I was still hurting and I was no longer a good enough actress to hide it from them.
“Because I am a wimp. I mean look at me Esmee I have been crying into your husbands chest for god knows how long.” I shouted exasperated burying my face into my hands breathing deeply trying to get my self back under control again. What the hell was wrong with me?
“Every one cry’s sometimes Mi. Hell the number of times I have cried into his chest he is used to it by now.” Esmee smiled stroking my hair behind my ears and looking into my eyes with hers. I swallowed hard Twisting the fingers on my plastered hand.
“Can’t I have a hug as well then Mi or are they all reserved for Mrs Haberdasher over here today.” Esmee smiled opening her arms and dragging me into wards her where my tears spilled over the edges again. Where the hurt tried to seap away.
Esmee’s Confession
“I have to go now Ok Mi but I am going to leave you with Esmee and I am going to get someone Else to come in as well. I will make sure I come and say goodbye before I go home OK, I am back tomorrow afternoon and Esmee is starting on nights from tomorrow night.” Emmet said gently gripping my shoulder.
“Thanks Emmet.” I whispered as he swiped his card key in the door and walked out into the corridor leaving me wrapped in the arms of Esmee.
“So what happened then?” Esmee asked soothingly as she gently pulled her fingers through my hair while I silently wept into her shoulder. “All these tears, I have seen you cry before of course but these seam sadder somehow. More desperate. Can’t you tell me what happened Mi.”
“I.. I should be stronger then this.” I sniffed breathing in the scent of Esmee’s strawberry hair. While I twirled the end of one of her curls absent mindedly around my finger.
“Mi the things that bring one person to there knees in pain will make another stand up and fight. There are no simple fears, Mi. If something hurts you and it makes you want to cry. If something brings you to your knees screaming out Mi you should not be stronger then it but you should let someone know what it is because then they can help bring you back to your feet. They can fight the pain that you can not.” Esmee soothed pulling me closer to her so I was sitting in her lap like I was with Emmet and in that movement the sleeve of her blouse became unbuttoned revealing the raised purple and white scars underneath.
Gently I brushed my fingers over the raised purple scars and sighed. These scars did not belong on her arms they where the sign of self hatred and cruelty. Every muscle pulled in my body and I whimpered as I imagined Esmee dragging the edge of razor blade back across her own skin. As I imagined the panic in her breathing and the tears on her checks as she fumbled to try and release the blade from the inside of it’s safety razor. As she sinked to her last resort to ease her pain.
“Shhh, it’s Ok.” Esmee soothed again holding me a little tighter against her shoulder as she felt the tightening of my muscles and I whimpered more curling my fingers as tight as they would go into the fabric of her blouse. The pain in just the vision in my head was enough to make me never want to let her go.
“Esmee tell me to fuck off if you want to but I have to ask.” I said realising my grip on Esmee. “ What did it make you feel like when you did this to your skin? I asked softly tracing my hand over the scars on her arms that where still on show.
“Cutting was like breathing again. It was like I was drowning and the blade across my skin was coming up for air.” Esmee said softly placing her hand on top of my had that was smoothing across her scars. She seemed indifferent about the feeling now. Like it was far away, it was like she was hiding.
“I know that feeling.” I sighed reaching up and pulling down her sleeve back over her scars and doing the button up for her. “Are you ashamed of them? You always have them covered.” I observed
“I’m not ashamed. I cover them when I at work one because I am told two just like Doctor Jordan is told to cover his and two because like I did to you just yesterday when you where sat in that freezing shower I triggered you into wanting to hurt your self and I never ever want to be responsible for doing that, However, when I am With Emmet and out in town with my friends I wear short sleeves like any one else. These scars are not a bad thing Mi. These scars made me who I am today.
“So you don’t regret cutting your self Esmee? “
“Now Mi here is where I contradict my self but both statements are true in their own way, I am not making it up.” Esmee sighed before bending down and kissing me on the for head and smiling.
“I will never regret anything more in my entire life then the first time I took a razor to my skin.” Esmee said softly holding me a little tighter, this time for her benefit and not mine.
Tough love
“I wish I never started either.” I admitted softly pulling at a lose thread from the plaster cast on my wrist that Esmee had put on the night before.
“I…”
“Mi? You can tell me anything Ok honey. You can trust me. You know that.”
“Will you laugh at me?” I mumbled
“Oh honey.” Esmee said sounding slightly hurt before sighing and once again tightening the grip around my body. “Anything that could hurt you like this couldn’t possibly be funny.” Esmee said into my hair as she sub consciously rocked the top half of my body like she would if she was trying to rock her daughter back to sleep after a nightmare.
“It seems stupid I haven’t never really talked about it before either and, oh forget it.” I said pulling my body away from Esmee’s defeated from the internal battle with my self.
“Talk to me. Please.” Esmee almost begged crossing the distance across the floor to me again the sent of her strawberry shampoo following her.
“I started my period this morning Esmee.” I sighed to my self waiting for the laughter in her voice to brake me apart. It seemed even more stupid aloud then what it did in my head. Hell most females had a period every month and didn’t go all psychotic in the process.
“I see, that’s really hard. I wish you could of just told us both sooner though. You know like before we thought you had had a psychotic break and threw up over my hands while nearly chocking you self in the process.” Esmee smiled.
“It means I’m fat.” I groaned punching at my stomach making Esmee cross back to me in a flash grabbing both of my wrists in her hands and holding them down to my knees. I sighed exasperated pulling my hands Into tight fists even though even after all this time the one of them was considerably weaker then the other. I growled again even more frustrated.
“Come on, I wasn’t done with my hug yet Miss Dorado.” Esmee said letting go of my hands and tapping her lap for me to come and curl back up on it.
“I want to hurt my self Esmee. I said breathing uneasy. I want to punch every inch of unsightly fat on my body and…” I stopped the breath coming faster in my chest, “and I am starting to drown Esmee.”
“That is why Mi I need to you crawl over here now and sit in my lap and let me hold you tight while I do some breathing exercises with you."
“It. Won’t. work.” I growled as my body slipped further under the waves in my head and I started to fight for my breath. I needed the water surface, I needed to breath again and I new how to find it if only Esmee would let me get to it.
“Mi, how do you think I stopped? Do you think one day I just woke up and didn’t feel like I was drowning any more. Do you think I got better all by my self one day Mi, because I didn’t Ok. I plunged my hands into bowls of ice, I snapped elastic bands against my wrists, I dyed my skin with food colouring and I went cold turkey. I cried for Hours into Emmet’s chest and Emmet watched completely powerless as I spent hours shaking and shivering clutching onto a washing up bowl where I was sick over and over again because I needed to cut, because I was drowning under the waves in my head. Now Mi get your ass over here into my arms and try!
Another confession
My body shook as I crawled unsteadily across the floor towards Esmee’s arms and she bundled me up in to them.
“Now Mi I need you to take deep breaths with me OK.” Esmee said her voice smoother and less harsh now.
“I…I…I can’t.”
“Yes you can. Now breath in through your nose with me and then breath out through your mouth as well ok.” Esmee soothed in almost a singing voce as she breathed with me and she rocked me rhythmically back and forth in her arms like I was an overgrown two year old.
I tried hard, I really did but every breath got caught in my mouth and my hands shook uncontrollably. I kicked with all my might towards the surface of the water that was drowning me but there was no let up, there was no brake. I was going to drown.
“This is stupid!” I growled at my self between my teeth before punching at my stomach again before Esmee could make a grab for my arms. To stop me.
“I can’t OK! I can’t fight and I can’t breath! I am not like you Esmee I am not strong!”
“Mi!" Esmee shouted to try and get over the top of my panicing "Mi, When I first got my period back after two years of weighing less then you do now and being force fed through a series or drips and NG tubes I went insane. I pulled my NG tube out rupturing my oesophagus in four different places. I kicked one male staff nurse in the crotch and I broke a female nursing assistance nose before stealing their keys skipping the hospital and cutting my arms so badly I needed a full blood transfusion and over one hundred stitches. So what do you think Mi. Do you think I felt strong back then? Or do you think maybe like everything in life. I learnt to be strong?"
Sunday, 6 February 2011
Saturday, 5 February 2011
I am sorry
I did somthing stupid. I took an overdose. Quite a big one. I wanted to die. I really did. I kind of still do but at the moment i mostly just feel sick.
Any way to the point. I love to write this i really do but i am not sure i can write well when my mind is like this. mi might land up crying forever and I might make Emmet and Esmee sound so nice they are super human! Becasue hell i so want an Emmet and an Esmee right now Hell i need them right now.
Any way really to the point. I am going to continue to keep writing but i need to know if it heads of track or gets to wiered so i can get back to reality.
Thanks for your continuing support.
vikki
Any way to the point. I love to write this i really do but i am not sure i can write well when my mind is like this. mi might land up crying forever and I might make Emmet and Esmee sound so nice they are super human! Becasue hell i so want an Emmet and an Esmee right now Hell i need them right now.
Any way really to the point. I am going to continue to keep writing but i need to know if it heads of track or gets to wiered so i can get back to reality.
Thanks for your continuing support.
vikki
Thank you Mrs. Haberdasher, because of tyou i can smile. (Mi's side)
Ok a short chapter but worth readinf i think. Let me know if it makes you laugh as much as it made me laugh writing it
Thank you Ms. Haberdasher, because of you I can smile.
I cried into Emmet’s chest for felt like a very long time while he rocked me back and forth and rubbed his hand across my back. He didn’t speak much but he didn’t need to. I was to chocked up to answer him any way.
“Could you take her Ez I have got therapy with AJ in ten minutes and she will ill panic if I get there to late. I will get someone to come in and cover for me.”
“Of course.” Esmee said scouting closer to us across the floor until she was next to Emmet.
“I m fine, it’s OK.” I wept trying to pull my self out of Emmet’s arms and onto the floor. They where talking about me like I was a baby that couldn’t defend or look after her self. Just because I felt like it didn’t mean I was one.
“Sure you are Mi and at the weekends I like to steal Esmee’s bras. Dress up as a kind elderly woman and insist that every one calls me Mrs Haberdasher.”
There was a snort as Esmee tried to suppress the laughter that burst out though the edges and she hid her face under her hand. Esmee’s laugh was perfect. Almost a Childs laugh, It was warm and passionate just like her and her face had turned the perfect shade of pink. It also did something that I thought I would never be able to do again. It made me smile.
Thank you Ms. Haberdasher, because of you I can smile.
I cried into Emmet’s chest for felt like a very long time while he rocked me back and forth and rubbed his hand across my back. He didn’t speak much but he didn’t need to. I was to chocked up to answer him any way.
“Could you take her Ez I have got therapy with AJ in ten minutes and she will ill panic if I get there to late. I will get someone to come in and cover for me.”
“Of course.” Esmee said scouting closer to us across the floor until she was next to Emmet.
“I m fine, it’s OK.” I wept trying to pull my self out of Emmet’s arms and onto the floor. They where talking about me like I was a baby that couldn’t defend or look after her self. Just because I felt like it didn’t mean I was one.
“Sure you are Mi and at the weekends I like to steal Esmee’s bras. Dress up as a kind elderly woman and insist that every one calls me Mrs Haberdasher.”
There was a snort as Esmee tried to suppress the laughter that burst out though the edges and she hid her face under her hand. Esmee’s laugh was perfect. Almost a Childs laugh, It was warm and passionate just like her and her face had turned the perfect shade of pink. It also did something that I thought I would never be able to do again. It made me smile.
Wednesday, 2 February 2011
Never let you go (Mi's side)
Once again another chapter i am not sure about. Maybe i am feeling to soopy and sentamentl to write good chapters at the moment
Never let you go
“I mean it Emmet I can’t. let me go” I said sinking back down to the floor like I was an infant unable to support my own weight as he tried to place me on my feet in front of him. I didn’t want to stand and fight any more I new I would only get knocked over again I always seemed to land up on my knees.
“Mi, I will never let you go. To many people in this life have given up on you walked out on you and turned there back on you. To many people have abused you and hurt you and raped you.” Emmet said going down on to his knees beside me where he cupped one hand around my cheek, his eyes searching mine looking for something within me that only he new I still had there.
“Please…” I tried to beg but the words come out as nothing more as a whisper in the back of my throat. “Don’t. I’m… I’m not… I’m not strong enough.
“You where just a little girl.” Emmet said softly stroking away yet another two stray tears that had managed to brake over the surface of my eyes. “When the world should have been protecting you from everything and checking for invisible monsters in your closet, they where being the monsters and you learnt to cry and scream all alone because you learnt no matter how hard you cried or no matter how loud you shouted no one would come any way. So you found a better way to get rid of all that anger and confusion you found a way to comfort your self, You found another way to scream and cry and your skin wept silent red tears for every time he did something to your little body that you couldn’t quite understand and you screamed a bright red scream for every time she screamed in your face and you couldn’t scream back at her.
With every one of Emmet’s words it felt like a rocket ripped it’s way through my body destroying every secret and every lie I had ever kept locked up inside braking down every wall I had ever formed to protect me from the world around me. It melted all the icy bits that I had tried to freeze away and breathed life into any part of me that had forgotten how to feel and It hurt. It hurt more then any punch or kick ever had, it hurt more then any insult that ever was thrown at me.
“Stop” I shouted the tears falling out of my eyes in rivers as a hole was broken though in the damn that had built up in my chest. “Please stop i sobbed through hysterical breathing as I wrapped my arms around my chest and stomach trying to stop my insides from falling out. “It hurts! It hurts!”
“I know baby, I know.” soothed bending into me trying to prise my arms away from my chest.
“No, no.! I shouted shaking him off and clamping my arms tighter around my self moving further away from him across the floor.
“No, no, no.” Emmet said again now even more gently as he crossed the distance towards me and once again tried to prise my hands away from my chest.
“You don’t have to do this on your own any more Mi. Come here, come on.”
With that Emmet gave one more tug on my barrier and my arms came away from my chest where he took the opportunity to grab hold of me and scoop my little body up onto his lap where he held onto me tight like the terrified crying child I felt like.
Never let you go
“I mean it Emmet I can’t. let me go” I said sinking back down to the floor like I was an infant unable to support my own weight as he tried to place me on my feet in front of him. I didn’t want to stand and fight any more I new I would only get knocked over again I always seemed to land up on my knees.
“Mi, I will never let you go. To many people in this life have given up on you walked out on you and turned there back on you. To many people have abused you and hurt you and raped you.” Emmet said going down on to his knees beside me where he cupped one hand around my cheek, his eyes searching mine looking for something within me that only he new I still had there.
“Please…” I tried to beg but the words come out as nothing more as a whisper in the back of my throat. “Don’t. I’m… I’m not… I’m not strong enough.
“You where just a little girl.” Emmet said softly stroking away yet another two stray tears that had managed to brake over the surface of my eyes. “When the world should have been protecting you from everything and checking for invisible monsters in your closet, they where being the monsters and you learnt to cry and scream all alone because you learnt no matter how hard you cried or no matter how loud you shouted no one would come any way. So you found a better way to get rid of all that anger and confusion you found a way to comfort your self, You found another way to scream and cry and your skin wept silent red tears for every time he did something to your little body that you couldn’t quite understand and you screamed a bright red scream for every time she screamed in your face and you couldn’t scream back at her.
With every one of Emmet’s words it felt like a rocket ripped it’s way through my body destroying every secret and every lie I had ever kept locked up inside braking down every wall I had ever formed to protect me from the world around me. It melted all the icy bits that I had tried to freeze away and breathed life into any part of me that had forgotten how to feel and It hurt. It hurt more then any punch or kick ever had, it hurt more then any insult that ever was thrown at me.
“Stop” I shouted the tears falling out of my eyes in rivers as a hole was broken though in the damn that had built up in my chest. “Please stop i sobbed through hysterical breathing as I wrapped my arms around my chest and stomach trying to stop my insides from falling out. “It hurts! It hurts!”
“I know baby, I know.” soothed bending into me trying to prise my arms away from my chest.
“No, no.! I shouted shaking him off and clamping my arms tighter around my self moving further away from him across the floor.
“No, no, no.” Emmet said again now even more gently as he crossed the distance towards me and once again tried to prise my hands away from my chest.
“You don’t have to do this on your own any more Mi. Come here, come on.”
With that Emmet gave one more tug on my barrier and my arms came away from my chest where he took the opportunity to grab hold of me and scoop my little body up onto his lap where he held onto me tight like the terrified crying child I felt like.
Then i will carry you (Mi's side)
I am not sure about this chapter. It has kind of effected me in a really big way which leads me to think it might not really be all that good. Or it might be a bit dramatic. (I cry over really strange things) In other words have a read and please leave some coments as to weather you like it or not. It might be to personal to me msking it a bad thing for the story so i might take it out.
Any way enjoy
Then I will carry you.
“I have really fucked it up this time haven’t I.” I moaned still not moving still keeping my eyes closed. I didn’t want to move because I didn’t want the world around me to. I wanted Everything to be still then nothing would hurt.
“No you haven’t honey.” Esmee soothed in her lyrical voice as her fingertips stroked though my hair.
“I don’t get it Esmee. You and Emmet are the most caring, loving, amazing people I know and you are still here. You still think that I am worth compassion and understanding. It’s stupid. Let me go now. Oh please god I can’t take it, let me go.” I begged screwing my eyes up tighter to keep the tears from falling out of them. I tried to breath slow and even not letting the panic take over me.
“Open your eyes Mi.” I heard Emmet say as he moved from the corner of the room to come closer to me.
“I can’t.” I said sternly shaking my head against the floor Swallowing hard against the tears in my throat, If I let the tears fall somewhere in me I new they would never stop. I was beaten, I was broken. It was over. I would lie here forever until my body faded away. Until nothing could hurt me.
“Mi open your eyes.” Emmet said again brushing away the solitary tear that had managed to escape under my water logged eye lashes and down to rest on my cheek.
“I can’t, I don’t ever want to wake up, let me go.” I said again almost in a whisper. “If I move it wall start again, if I move I will be able to fall again and I can’t brake any more because it hurts Emmet. It hurts. So I am just going to lay here until I fade away. I will lay here until I can forget the world and everything in it
“No your not, its time to get up baby.” Emmet said even more softly as he edged even closer and placed his hand on my back rubbing it gently with his thumb.
“I have noting left Emmet. I can’t stand any more. I’m to hurt. I’m to tired.”
“Then l will carry you.” Emmet whispered directly into my ear before slipping his hands under my arms and pulling me up onto my feet and into his arms.
Any way enjoy
Then I will carry you.
“I have really fucked it up this time haven’t I.” I moaned still not moving still keeping my eyes closed. I didn’t want to move because I didn’t want the world around me to. I wanted Everything to be still then nothing would hurt.
“No you haven’t honey.” Esmee soothed in her lyrical voice as her fingertips stroked though my hair.
“I don’t get it Esmee. You and Emmet are the most caring, loving, amazing people I know and you are still here. You still think that I am worth compassion and understanding. It’s stupid. Let me go now. Oh please god I can’t take it, let me go.” I begged screwing my eyes up tighter to keep the tears from falling out of them. I tried to breath slow and even not letting the panic take over me.
“Open your eyes Mi.” I heard Emmet say as he moved from the corner of the room to come closer to me.
“I can’t.” I said sternly shaking my head against the floor Swallowing hard against the tears in my throat, If I let the tears fall somewhere in me I new they would never stop. I was beaten, I was broken. It was over. I would lie here forever until my body faded away. Until nothing could hurt me.
“Mi open your eyes.” Emmet said again brushing away the solitary tear that had managed to escape under my water logged eye lashes and down to rest on my cheek.
“I can’t, I don’t ever want to wake up, let me go.” I said again almost in a whisper. “If I move it wall start again, if I move I will be able to fall again and I can’t brake any more because it hurts Emmet. It hurts. So I am just going to lay here until I fade away. I will lay here until I can forget the world and everything in it
“No your not, its time to get up baby.” Emmet said even more softly as he edged even closer and placed his hand on my back rubbing it gently with his thumb.
“I have noting left Emmet. I can’t stand any more. I’m to hurt. I’m to tired.”
“Then l will carry you.” Emmet whispered directly into my ear before slipping his hands under my arms and pulling me up onto my feet and into his arms.
The powse of knowing (Emmets side)
The power of knowing
Wirth a shaking hand Mi reached out and grabbed the plastic cup and started to drink. Her body shook as she screwed up her eyes tight and drained the whole of the cup in one go before coming up for air.
“Good girl, well done, you are doing so well my love.” I encouraged but Mi didn’t here me as she reached for the table and did the same to the other cup of Ensure.
Like before she counted softly under her breath this time in the multiples of seven as her whole body trembled curled up in her usual ball against the wall. Her breathing jagged in her chest as she fought to get her breath back.
Soon the muscles in her stomach started to contract again like an invisible force had taken over her trying to manipulate the Ensure back up the way it came. Mi fought it as well as welcomed it a war against her self and as patients had said to me before you could never fight your self and truly win, she would lose one way or another.
“Can I go now please. I drank it please let me leave.” Mi almost begged as she pressed her hand tightly over her mouth her cheeks going red from a mixture of effort and embracement, this was an after meal ritual she normay conducted alone.
“Why would you want to do that? You fed up with me Mi?” I asked laughing a bit trying to distract her instead I seemed to make her cry as two tears crept out from under her closed eyes.
“Come on Mi try and keep that down, you are doing really well.” I said changing my voice again to soft as I placed my hand gently onto her leg and semi consciously she wrapped fingers of her good hand around mine. I brushed my thumb lightly over the top of her hand feeling every tendon and bone through her flesh another reminder that she needed this food, That the calories in that Ensure could be what kept her heart beating for another day.
“Sophie will you shut up.” Mi moaned suddenly in the back of her throat before she turned to glance at me concerned that I might of heard her talking to what must have been the monster in her head that made her do this to her self.
“She has a different name for you then?” I asked trying to look into Mi’s almost defeated eyes. She just looked confused.
“Most call her Ana.” I added
The effect was almost immediate the retching in her throat stopped and her stomach muscles stopped contracting and she turned to look at me her eyes wide her face shocked. I had got rid of Sophie for then at least. I had got rid of her purely because I new about her, because the part of Mi’s mind that was sick And became Sophie was not a secret to me.
“Ho…how did you know?” Mi gasped letting go of my hand like I had just given her an electric shock. “How did you stop her?”
The answer was simple I was not super human and I could not read her mind like she thought I just had it was a lot less divine then that. It was just that I had seen it before. Far to many times before in far to may people.
“Another thing you will learn here at apple gate Mi is we are not lying when we tell you, You are not alone.”
Wirth a shaking hand Mi reached out and grabbed the plastic cup and started to drink. Her body shook as she screwed up her eyes tight and drained the whole of the cup in one go before coming up for air.
“Good girl, well done, you are doing so well my love.” I encouraged but Mi didn’t here me as she reached for the table and did the same to the other cup of Ensure.
Like before she counted softly under her breath this time in the multiples of seven as her whole body trembled curled up in her usual ball against the wall. Her breathing jagged in her chest as she fought to get her breath back.
Soon the muscles in her stomach started to contract again like an invisible force had taken over her trying to manipulate the Ensure back up the way it came. Mi fought it as well as welcomed it a war against her self and as patients had said to me before you could never fight your self and truly win, she would lose one way or another.
“Can I go now please. I drank it please let me leave.” Mi almost begged as she pressed her hand tightly over her mouth her cheeks going red from a mixture of effort and embracement, this was an after meal ritual she normay conducted alone.
“Why would you want to do that? You fed up with me Mi?” I asked laughing a bit trying to distract her instead I seemed to make her cry as two tears crept out from under her closed eyes.
“Come on Mi try and keep that down, you are doing really well.” I said changing my voice again to soft as I placed my hand gently onto her leg and semi consciously she wrapped fingers of her good hand around mine. I brushed my thumb lightly over the top of her hand feeling every tendon and bone through her flesh another reminder that she needed this food, That the calories in that Ensure could be what kept her heart beating for another day.
“Sophie will you shut up.” Mi moaned suddenly in the back of her throat before she turned to glance at me concerned that I might of heard her talking to what must have been the monster in her head that made her do this to her self.
“She has a different name for you then?” I asked trying to look into Mi’s almost defeated eyes. She just looked confused.
“Most call her Ana.” I added
The effect was almost immediate the retching in her throat stopped and her stomach muscles stopped contracting and she turned to look at me her eyes wide her face shocked. I had got rid of Sophie for then at least. I had got rid of her purely because I new about her, because the part of Mi’s mind that was sick And became Sophie was not a secret to me.
“Ho…how did you know?” Mi gasped letting go of my hand like I had just given her an electric shock. “How did you stop her?”
The answer was simple I was not super human and I could not read her mind like she thought I just had it was a lot less divine then that. It was just that I had seen it before. Far to many times before in far to may people.
“Another thing you will learn here at apple gate Mi is we are not lying when we tell you, You are not alone.”
Monday, 31 January 2011
A new story
Hi everyone! Just me
Well this morning i got insperation for a new story and i know i got two on the go all ready that i wilkl keep on writing but when insperation hits it hits.
Well to the point, There is a new story in the creative corner of RYL called those you left behind. I am not sure weather i will continue but it would be cool if you would like to have a read of the first chapter and tell me what you think.
Thanks everyone, Vikki
Well this morning i got insperation for a new story and i know i got two on the go all ready that i wilkl keep on writing but when insperation hits it hits.
Well to the point, There is a new story in the creative corner of RYL called those you left behind. I am not sure weather i will continue but it would be cool if you would like to have a read of the first chapter and tell me what you think.
Thanks everyone, Vikki
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