So, I'm in a bit of a block with my other story, so I started this one. This fic was started
when I was about 6, actually, so I should be better at updating.
Kelly: You better be! I've waited 6 years for this!
The Johansson Girls: and update ours, to!
I ran through the grounds. I was running from them, they chased me, trying to stop me
from reaching him. But I was faster. I would get to him. They couldn't stop me. I ran, and
let the spirits take my feet. I flew, faster than the wind. I caught up to the wagon swiftly,
but not swift enough. I saw him, bound and gagged in the back of the wagon. He was
beaten, cut and bleeding,
"No!" I cried. "No! Papi!" They caught me then, and tried to pull me back. I shook them
off, and tried to run after him. "Papi!" But I was too late. The wagon pulled away, and the
arms surrounded me. Papi was gone, gone, gone……………………….
I woke up with a start. Chill, Daph, it was just a dream. Papi's fine and your safe.
Forget about it. But I couldn't forget, no matter how much I wanted.
"Daphne!" I heard my father call me. "Hurry up, or you'll be late for your wedding!"
My wedding! How could I forget? I wondered. In the back of my head, a snide voice
answered. You could forget because a nigh, you are you, not Daphne Blake. And YOU
should be on the island. I inwardly scowled at that voice. Shut up, I told it. I AM Daphne
Blake, and come this afternoon, I'll be Daphne Jones.
So I would, I would marry Freddie. I was so excited I couldn't stand it. And I wasn't
about to let a little girl's dreams stand in the way of that.
This was short, but it's my first chapter. The others will be longer. Please review, but if
you can't say something nice, don't bother.