The Day Satine Returned.
I never expected it to be true, my one love, the one that I never expected to see again, came back to me today. This may not sound strange to you, but my one love, is dead.
My love for this person became unbreakable, when I came to Paris and fell in love with the star of the Moulin Rouge, but then she became upon a dreadful experience, she was dying. She never knew what was expected of her fate, as it was all kept a secret from her, from everyone, from me.
Her name was Satine and she was paid to make men believe she loved them, but today, she came back to me, right in front of me, she whispered to me, she told me something secret, another desiring wish.
I kept her wishes, I wrote our story, but now, I have to write a part two, The Day Satine Returned.
It was a freezing night and the rain was pouring, and I heard a strange noise at the window. I ignored this noise and just carried on thinking about what I was going to do the next day, when a frightening draft filled the room. The window burst open and I started to panic. There was a blinding lightning flash and the noise again. This time I heard it clearly, it was like a whistle, but softer, more like a whisper, more like a . chant, a song.
"Who's there?" I said with a shaky voice.
"Hello!? Is anyone there?"
"Come, what, may." I heard a sweet voice and I straight away knew.
"Satine!?" I shouted. I waited for a response but there was no reply.
"Satine!?" I shouted again, this time I got a reply, but maybe not the one I wanted. I panicked again. I screamed.
I never expected it to be true, my one love, the one that I never expected to see again, came back to me today. This may not sound strange to you, but my one love, is dead.
My love for this person became unbreakable, when I came to Paris and fell in love with the star of the Moulin Rouge, but then she became upon a dreadful experience, she was dying. She never knew what was expected of her fate, as it was all kept a secret from her, from everyone, from me.
Her name was Satine and she was paid to make men believe she loved them, but today, she came back to me, right in front of me, she whispered to me, she told me something secret, another desiring wish.
I kept her wishes, I wrote our story, but now, I have to write a part two, The Day Satine Returned.
It was a freezing night and the rain was pouring, and I heard a strange noise at the window. I ignored this noise and just carried on thinking about what I was going to do the next day, when a frightening draft filled the room. The window burst open and I started to panic. There was a blinding lightning flash and the noise again. This time I heard it clearly, it was like a whistle, but softer, more like a whisper, more like a . chant, a song.
"Who's there?" I said with a shaky voice.
"Hello!? Is anyone there?"
"Come, what, may." I heard a sweet voice and I straight away knew.
"Satine!?" I shouted. I waited for a response but there was no reply.
"Satine!?" I shouted again, this time I got a reply, but maybe not the one I wanted. I panicked again. I screamed.