.HmmAnd another one hits the line! I have one more to post tonight, unless I get motivated and type up my one for tomorrow...
She Came.
Everything was fine.
We were happy.
We had found a home, and we were about to leave the awful place we called the school.
Relationships had bloomed.
Love was happening, and it felt great.
And then she showed was older than the rest of us and she immediately took charge.
I admit, I came to like her, she may not have noticedme all that much, but she kept everyone alive.
Until that day. That fatal day.
She moved everyone out, my own father choose her over me. He left me behind.
I tried to follow but I was too slow and got caught.
And so, as if to get back at my father, they made me an Eraser.
They played with my emotions.
They made me hate her.
And then commanded me to take the little one, my past sweetheart, at all costs.
That was the day I came.
I hated her, and I loved her.
My name was Ari, but now I'm just another face in the horrifying crowd.
This was an old one, so it probably sucks.