Prue
This goes with Unknown. The sisters aren't sisters and they barely know each other. Read Unknown so it'll be easier. Um, this is the separate Prue part. Next will be Piper, then of course Phoebe. There'll probably be around five or six chapters with these separate parts. So, anyway, this is Prue.
Prue opened the small desk drawer and pulled out a tiny, brown book. It looked old, mostly because it was. Prue had the diary since she was twelve years old. She had other diaries, about seven, all packed in a box in the attic. This was her diary that she used for major events.
Prue took a pen from the drawer and opened the book. She flipped to an empty page and began to write.
Dear Diary,
I've been rolling the recent events over in my mind. Meeting those people has really changed my mind about so many things. Like how I'm dealing with being a witch and being normal. Am I doing it the right way? Or am I totally messing up? I'm trying to find which is right, but what if neither is right. Leo said that we all met in different lives. Did he mean that we were sisters in a life? No, he probably meant that we just glimpse each other in hotels or something. I would think that the connection I felt would be stronger if we turned out to be sisters at a time, but how can I really tell? We did all share the same name: Halliwell. But what does that mean? Just coincidence? I don't know anymore. The whole experience with Phoebe, Piper, Leo, and even that Cole character has changed my outlook on so many things. I don't know what will happen or if we'll ever meet again...in this life or another, but whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be destiny.
Prue shut the diary and put the pen back in the desk. She looked at what she had wrote then when back to past entries. Maybe she would find a clue in one of them. She searched the diary but found nothing.
Prue shut the book and put it back in the drawer. She closed the drawer and just sat thinking. None of this made a whole lot of sense. So little facts, but it seemed to piece together in mysterious ways. Prue shrugged. She really didn't know.
Prue got up and walked swiftly through the picture hallway. She really couldn't bare to look at the pictures of him right now. So many things in her life were uncertain right now. She didn't need it to be filled with questions.
She rushed into her bedroom and leaned against the door. She wiped away a tear with her sleeve. She didn't want this right now. She was being bogged down by all of the questions and uncertainties.
She changed into a t-shirt and sweat pants and crawled into bed. Tomorrow would be another day to deal with it all.
This goes with Unknown. The sisters aren't sisters and they barely know each other. Read Unknown so it'll be easier. Um, this is the separate Prue part. Next will be Piper, then of course Phoebe. There'll probably be around five or six chapters with these separate parts. So, anyway, this is Prue.
Prue opened the small desk drawer and pulled out a tiny, brown book. It looked old, mostly because it was. Prue had the diary since she was twelve years old. She had other diaries, about seven, all packed in a box in the attic. This was her diary that she used for major events.
Prue took a pen from the drawer and opened the book. She flipped to an empty page and began to write.
Dear Diary,
I've been rolling the recent events over in my mind. Meeting those people has really changed my mind about so many things. Like how I'm dealing with being a witch and being normal. Am I doing it the right way? Or am I totally messing up? I'm trying to find which is right, but what if neither is right. Leo said that we all met in different lives. Did he mean that we were sisters in a life? No, he probably meant that we just glimpse each other in hotels or something. I would think that the connection I felt would be stronger if we turned out to be sisters at a time, but how can I really tell? We did all share the same name: Halliwell. But what does that mean? Just coincidence? I don't know anymore. The whole experience with Phoebe, Piper, Leo, and even that Cole character has changed my outlook on so many things. I don't know what will happen or if we'll ever meet again...in this life or another, but whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be destiny.
Prue shut the diary and put the pen back in the desk. She looked at what she had wrote then when back to past entries. Maybe she would find a clue in one of them. She searched the diary but found nothing.
Prue shut the book and put it back in the drawer. She closed the drawer and just sat thinking. None of this made a whole lot of sense. So little facts, but it seemed to piece together in mysterious ways. Prue shrugged. She really didn't know.
Prue got up and walked swiftly through the picture hallway. She really couldn't bare to look at the pictures of him right now. So many things in her life were uncertain right now. She didn't need it to be filled with questions.
She rushed into her bedroom and leaned against the door. She wiped away a tear with her sleeve. She didn't want this right now. She was being bogged down by all of the questions and uncertainties.
She changed into a t-shirt and sweat pants and crawled into bed. Tomorrow would be another day to deal with it all.