Sister Of Mine
Okay, so this is Alice's story of when she was taken away through the eyes of her sister Cynthia. I did this partly because this is something no one else is doing, but mostly because I have this view of Cyntia being an innocent bystander or even an ally during this time.
Disclaimer:I am not Stephenie Meyer. Syephenie is much prettier and smarter and probably richer than I am. I am just a wierd girl from Texas who likes to write stories. Please don't dismember me for writing this because I have no money to bribe you or ransom myself with.:End Disclaimer
"No! No, no, no, no, no!" Mary had her hands over her ears and was rocking back and forth with tears streaming down her face. I hated when she did that, but not as much as our parents hated her when she did that. So I tried to hide her from Mama and Daddy.
It wasn't that hard, I may be two years younger than her but she is about the size of a ten-year-old. I half-dragged her to the attic then left to fetch some water. Mary was always thirsty when her visions went away.
When I returned to the attic I saw that Mary was "awake". I mutely handed her the water as I waited for her explaination. I didn't have long to wait.
"They're sending me away, aren't they?" She asked suddenly. Her voice was rasppy from her yelling earlier. "They're going to put me in the dark place and let the men hurt me!" I had heard Mama and Daddy whispering at night, but I had no idea that's what they were planning.
"They can't do that!" I cried at immediatly. "They wouldn't do that, they love you! I wouldn't let them!" I declared. I may ne only thirteen but I could be quite strong willed when I want to be. I crossed my arms over my chest as if to say "just try me".
Mary laughed darkly, "That just might make them send me away faster." I sniffed but I knew she was right. I was hit with an idea every bit as sudden as Mary's brief glimpses of the future.
"When are they going to do it?" I asked abruptly. I guess I had surprised her.
"I don't know, it changes." She admitted. "Why?" she added suspiciously.
"How about the night before we climb out the window? The we won't have to be seperated or anything!" I added excitedly. Just then I heard a thump on the stairs.
The next day the men came to take my best friend away. I fought, I cried, I yelled, but Mary just let them take her.
"I'm sorry I won't get to come to the wedding, but your daughter's going to be beautiful." She called back to me. That was the last time I saw or heard from my sister
Cynthia Anne Brandon
I know it's short and kinda sad, but this was the best I could do. The was no way to make it longer without making it boring. If I get soem good reviews I might make a series out of it (add more chapters), but for now I'm strictly one-shots!
Sami (JaDeViPeR08)