Lulu laid against the cage crying. What did she ever do to deserve
this? She was so scared. Lulu didn't like being scared. That feeling made
her feel weak. Very very weak. She opened her eyes but felt like they were
still closed. She got up. She needed to get used to this place. Learn about
it. Understand it. So she could know where everything is. She walked slowly
with her hand held out. Sure to no hit anything. She felt the walls for
anything significant. Nothing...She walked over to her diary and began to
write a note. 'HELP PLEASE!' It said. Then she ripped it out of the diary
and shoved it through the small hole. She looked through not seeing
anything but bushes and about a thousand notes she had written since she
first got her. Which was at least a week. Maybe more...she would never
know.
She had lost hope of anyone ever finding her. She just prayed...prayed...what was the use. She felt for her bread. It amazed her how she had been here over a week maybe and yet she still had lots of bread left. Water also....She had tried her best to save food. She knew she'd be in here a long time and needed it.Once she saw the light under the door. Someone was thinkign about coming in...but didn't. She heard a noise in the corner and her head lifted immediatly. She must be hearing things. Suddenly she felt like fire was wrapped around her. She saw shadows playing in circles. What was this? Was she going insane!? She got up and panicked. The shadows were coming for her. No..NO!!! She ran form them and smashed into her water jar. It birst into a million pieces and the water soaked the bread. "No..." The shadows disappeared and Lulu gazed at the broken glass. She had no water, no food, and glass was thrown across the room.
She fell to her knees ingnoring the sharp pain from the glass slicing her legs and cried. She rolled into a ball and cried. She felt so weak..she was weak. There was nothing she could do anymore. She had no control of her life now. Did she ver really have control of her life. Her eyes darted around the room and spotted the one source of light. She made her way to it and snatched her diary afraid the shadows would come back and take it. She opened it up and placed it under the light. She reached for the pen with her swollen hand and began to write.
Dear Diary,
I've been here for weeks but it feels like months. I prayed each day to live alittle longer until my friends find me, but now I just pray to die. I saw them again today. Only they were more vivid. Im getting delusional from the heat down here and from the lack of food and water. I know they aren't real...the shadows but I can feel their breath on my back and their burning hands on my face like they are real. They torture me in my dreams, in my sleep, they fill my head and break me. I have no water, no food. I being the clumsy idiot I am spilt the water all over the bread. I have thousands of tiny glass shards in my skin. I can feel them eahc moving with me. It hurts so bad but I don't have time for pain. I feel the blood trickling down my leg. Why couldn't they just kill me? What did I do to deserve this torture? What would god do? Screw god. he did this to me...he let me get this way. I just wanna die. But he wont kill me. He lets me live each day...he makes me suffer...
She suddenly closed the book. She reached down and placed a frail hand on her bleeding leg. She touch the wounds. "AH!" She yelled in pain. She let go suddenly but immediately placed her hand back down and squeezed it hard. The pain rushed through her body. It was the only way of knowing for sure she was alive....
~Wakka~
Wakka came to the door and waited. the cops told him he needed to tell hr parents. They didn't care about her though. Not like he did. Not like her firnds did. He hda to tell them though. He waited outside thinking to himself. He knew she was suffering. He could feel her pain and sorrow. He knew she was alive though. He prayed every day she would stay alive a little longer. So he could find her. He could be with ehr agian. Jut one more second with her and he would give his life. He needed to hear her vice. To feel her skin on his. To look into her beautiful pale face...How could he let anyone hurt her? How could he do this to her? The door swung open breaking him from his thoughts. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE BOY!?" "I came to tell you Lulu has been kidnaped." "WHAT!My baby..." her mother yelled. Her father screamed at him. "Well if they want some money you tell them im not paying. They can keep the god for saken girl. She was nothing but a hor....just like her mother." He slapped the women and shut the door behind him. Wakka could hear the man behind the door. "Why you always embaressing me women?" "IM SO SORRY JA...AH! Please im sorry don't please...STOP IT!!" Wakka closed his eyes and turned to leave. He would find Lulu.....He had to....
Tbc....
*R/R Shanks for all the reviews. lol.
She had lost hope of anyone ever finding her. She just prayed...prayed...what was the use. She felt for her bread. It amazed her how she had been here over a week maybe and yet she still had lots of bread left. Water also....She had tried her best to save food. She knew she'd be in here a long time and needed it.Once she saw the light under the door. Someone was thinkign about coming in...but didn't. She heard a noise in the corner and her head lifted immediatly. She must be hearing things. Suddenly she felt like fire was wrapped around her. She saw shadows playing in circles. What was this? Was she going insane!? She got up and panicked. The shadows were coming for her. No..NO!!! She ran form them and smashed into her water jar. It birst into a million pieces and the water soaked the bread. "No..." The shadows disappeared and Lulu gazed at the broken glass. She had no water, no food, and glass was thrown across the room.
She fell to her knees ingnoring the sharp pain from the glass slicing her legs and cried. She rolled into a ball and cried. She felt so weak..she was weak. There was nothing she could do anymore. She had no control of her life now. Did she ver really have control of her life. Her eyes darted around the room and spotted the one source of light. She made her way to it and snatched her diary afraid the shadows would come back and take it. She opened it up and placed it under the light. She reached for the pen with her swollen hand and began to write.
Dear Diary,
I've been here for weeks but it feels like months. I prayed each day to live alittle longer until my friends find me, but now I just pray to die. I saw them again today. Only they were more vivid. Im getting delusional from the heat down here and from the lack of food and water. I know they aren't real...the shadows but I can feel their breath on my back and their burning hands on my face like they are real. They torture me in my dreams, in my sleep, they fill my head and break me. I have no water, no food. I being the clumsy idiot I am spilt the water all over the bread. I have thousands of tiny glass shards in my skin. I can feel them eahc moving with me. It hurts so bad but I don't have time for pain. I feel the blood trickling down my leg. Why couldn't they just kill me? What did I do to deserve this torture? What would god do? Screw god. he did this to me...he let me get this way. I just wanna die. But he wont kill me. He lets me live each day...he makes me suffer...
She suddenly closed the book. She reached down and placed a frail hand on her bleeding leg. She touch the wounds. "AH!" She yelled in pain. She let go suddenly but immediately placed her hand back down and squeezed it hard. The pain rushed through her body. It was the only way of knowing for sure she was alive....
~Wakka~
Wakka came to the door and waited. the cops told him he needed to tell hr parents. They didn't care about her though. Not like he did. Not like her firnds did. He hda to tell them though. He waited outside thinking to himself. He knew she was suffering. He could feel her pain and sorrow. He knew she was alive though. He prayed every day she would stay alive a little longer. So he could find her. He could be with ehr agian. Jut one more second with her and he would give his life. He needed to hear her vice. To feel her skin on his. To look into her beautiful pale face...How could he let anyone hurt her? How could he do this to her? The door swung open breaking him from his thoughts. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE BOY!?" "I came to tell you Lulu has been kidnaped." "WHAT!My baby..." her mother yelled. Her father screamed at him. "Well if they want some money you tell them im not paying. They can keep the god for saken girl. She was nothing but a hor....just like her mother." He slapped the women and shut the door behind him. Wakka could hear the man behind the door. "Why you always embaressing me women?" "IM SO SORRY JA...AH! Please im sorry don't please...STOP IT!!" Wakka closed his eyes and turned to leave. He would find Lulu.....He had to....
Tbc....
*R/R Shanks for all the reviews. lol.
