Forgotten
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When you open your eyes you expect to see your friends or family something that shows who you are. Something that defines you but when you don't know who you are how do you know what defines you.
She groaned, blinking her eyes as she slowly opened them. Her head ached with a tremendous pressure. She gently touched the back of her head, blood covered her hands. Where was she what happened ?. She looked down at her clothes, her white shirt was dotted with streaks of blood. Her skirt half ripped and stained with blood. Her arms were covered with scratches and bruises. Her black hair tangled with snow-covered her face. She looked around wondering where she was. A forest it was snowing. She covered her eyes and stood up,wobbling slightly she started walking. She held on to trees trying not to lose her balance as she stumbled toward a frozen lake. She moved her hair away and stared at her face. Her light brown eyes were wide with fear. Dried blood lay on the side of her face. She quickly moved away from the lake and continued wandering around. Who am I ? she thought scared.
She kept walking but stopped and hid behind a tree. ''Where the hell is she'' a man yelled throwing a picture to the ground. It shattered with a force making her whimper. His hair pale white lighter than the snow. ''Sir were going to find her'' another man reassured him. His hair covered by a cap. ''You better the only person that can destroy him is the only person not dead. Find her'' he stalked away then stopped, gazing in the sky it looked like he sniffed the air. His head sharply turned toward her direction and she took of running. She didn't stop she ran through the forest like her life depended on it. She stumbled and fell. She couched then turned gasping when she heard footsteps running to catch her. She scrambled to get up then continued running. ''Help'' she screamed hoping somebody would hear her. She reached out her hand hoping to grab something to protect her but instead she yelled out some unfamiliar words.
Perago'' she yelled, there was a light blur. She blinked twice she now stood in a house that was turned upside down. Pictures were scattered, lamps broken and the walls had small holes in them. She reached down, picking up a picture. It looked like her and a woman with blond hair they were smiling wide and laughing. She threw the picture down and ran up the stairs. She grabbed a bag stuffing some clothes in it and grabbing some money. She changed her clothes and walked out of the house.
The sun struck her eyes, she covered her face with her hair and walked continued walking. How did she get here, who was she and what were the words she thought shaking her head. Her body was riddled with scratches and bruises. Who would do this to here, she gently touched the cut under her face, she felt scarred like this was only the beginning. Why would someone just leave her in the forest alone scarred and with no memory. She had no idea of who she was where she had come from. The messy house just meant that someone was chasing her. She walked down the long road hoping to reach a bus or something.
There was the sound of a car's wheels squeak. She turned and saw a black van driving fast and toward her. She walked faster, then started running faster. The van only reached her closer. The door slid open, hands grabbed her. Yanking her into the van ''No help me'' she screamed. She kicked trying to get free. She kicked a person in the stomach and leapt from the van running again.
There was a burst of pain that surged through her back making her body feel on fire. Her back ached as she toppled to the ground. A man walked toward her his hand pointing at her. ''He demands you'' he told her. She whimpered, closing her eyes waiting for the pain but there was a snap. She looked up, gasping at who had saved her. He was the most beautiful person she'd ever seen.
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Perago = travel.
When you open your eyes you expect to see your friends or family something that shows who you are. Something that defines you but when you don't know who you are how do you know what defines you.
She groaned, blinking her eyes as she slowly opened them. Her head ached with a tremendous pressure. She gently touched the back of her head, blood covered her hands. Where was she what happened ?. She looked down at her clothes, her white shirt was dotted with streaks of blood. Her skirt half ripped and stained with blood. Her arms were covered with scratches and bruises. Her black hair tangled with snow-covered her face. She looked around wondering where she was. A forest it was snowing. She covered her eyes and stood up,wobbling slightly she started walking. She held on to trees trying not to lose her balance as she stumbled toward a frozen lake. She moved her hair away and stared at her face. Her light brown eyes were wide with fear. Dried blood lay on the side of her face. She quickly moved away from the lake and continued wandering around. Who am I ? she thought scared.
She kept walking but stopped and hid behind a tree. ''Where the hell is she'' a man yelled throwing a picture to the ground. It shattered with a force making her whimper. His hair pale white lighter than the snow. ''Sir were going to find her'' another man reassured him. His hair covered by a cap. ''You better the only person that can destroy him is the only person not dead. Find her'' he stalked away then stopped, gazing in the sky it looked like he sniffed the air. His head sharply turned toward her direction and she took of running. She didn't stop she ran through the forest like her life depended on it. She stumbled and fell. She couched then turned gasping when she heard footsteps running to catch her. She scrambled to get up then continued running. ''Help'' she screamed hoping somebody would hear her. She reached out her hand hoping to grab something to protect her but instead she yelled out some unfamiliar words.
Perago'' she yelled, there was a light blur. She blinked twice she now stood in a house that was turned upside down. Pictures were scattered, lamps broken and the walls had small holes in them. She reached down, picking up a picture. It looked like her and a woman with blond hair they were smiling wide and laughing. She threw the picture down and ran up the stairs. She grabbed a bag stuffing some clothes in it and grabbing some money. She changed her clothes and walked out of the house.
The sun struck her eyes, she covered her face with her hair and walked continued walking. How did she get here, who was she and what were the words she thought shaking her head. Her body was riddled with scratches and bruises. Who would do this to here, she gently touched the cut under her face, she felt scarred like this was only the beginning. Why would someone just leave her in the forest alone scarred and with no memory. She had no idea of who she was where she had come from. The messy house just meant that someone was chasing her. She walked down the long road hoping to reach a bus or something.
There was the sound of a car's wheels squeak. She turned and saw a black van driving fast and toward her. She walked faster, then started running faster. The van only reached her closer. The door slid open, hands grabbed her. Yanking her into the van ''No help me'' she screamed. She kicked trying to get free. She kicked a person in the stomach and leapt from the van running again.
There was a burst of pain that surged through her back making her body feel on fire. Her back ached as she toppled to the ground. A man walked toward her his hand pointing at her. ''He demands you'' he told her. She whimpered, closing her eyes waiting for the pain but there was a snap. She looked up, gasping at who had saved her. He was the most beautiful person she'd ever seen.
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Perago = travel.
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