RACHEL
You know when someone tells you, it's going to be ok, you should never believe them. And do you know why?
You see, that's what my mother told me when I went to visit her in the hospital a few days before her death.
Also, that's what my dad said, before he became 'father'. Before mom died and he married that totally false model, who
claims to be my mother, and whose face is a hundred percent plastic.
And that's what my friends said. Marjorie, my best friend, told me that my mom would be fine. She'd recover and we'd be
a happy family together again. Yeah, like that was going to happen.
That's what my relatives told me, the countless uncles and aunts and cousins all grown up and my age. Those younger
ones probably didn't even know who she was, and those that came just came to gap at the pale, sick woman on her deathbed,
suffering from typhoid cancer.
And you know what came out of all those, "trust me, it's going to be fine." s. "don't worry, she'll be okay." s and all that crap?
Nothing. A big fat nothing. Nil, zero, Nunda, NOTHING.
She passed away immediately after I talked to her. Well, not immediately, but a few hours after…
So now, you trust me. Don't ever trust them; you'll only end up all sad and depressed. Like my sisters after her death.
They went overseas to study, by the way.
I guess that's their way of coping with insecurities. That's right, escape into Australia and who-knows-where and
leave all the tough stuff to little sister Rachel. Which is what they did.
But, no, I wasn't all sad and depressed. You know, I've kept everything inside of me for so long, I think
I don't know how to let it out.
Why should I want to anyway…? Not that there's anyone to talk to now. Everyone's gone, for good.
But I'm getting sidetracked…
The point is, Sasha (you know that annoying little girl) told me the party was going to be fine, and you know what?
I didn't believe her, but I went anyway.
I was right not to believe her… Only too late, I came, and I can't go back out again. Not by the front door anyway…
Sigh, sigh, sigh…
I lost Sasha, by the way. She disappeared right after the bullies came. Or, I should say, I disappeared.
And thank god… the whole room is filled with some much testerone that I'm suffocating in it all. And thank god for big farms…
I, thanks to my ingeniousity, found a back door. And I have escaped.
I'm now in this really big, abandoned farm… and there's a huge abandoned grassland and there's something like an old, abandoned
barn, only a little bigger. And I've found out who it belongs to, at least I think I've found out.
There's this little carving in the wood in one of the stalls, probably meant for horses or something.
Animorphs.
Yes, it says 'Animorphs' in capital letters down there. Carved crudely, not an experts work, but still…
It's like a child's carving, really…
And there are a few more carvings, but I can't tell what they say… they're more worn out than the capital letters at the top…
Animorphs… I wonder, it sounds so familiar…
Animorphs. I wonder.
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TOBIAS
Groaning silently, I pushed myself up from my seat with BP and the others and stretched.
Fresh air, I thought. That's what I'm seriously in need of. Only I can't go and get some. I'm totally deprived.
I need some adventure. Something to do. Something to take my mind of the fact that I'm bored out of my mind… sigh…
There were so many people here… it was so suffocating.
Then there was that buzzing noise, I'm not sure from where, and whatever it is, it's really getting on my nerves.
I need adventure. I need action. I need something, and I need it now.
I just didn't expect that something to come crashing through the totally solid walls of Laura's house.
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Shaedowe: Well, that's that, for now. The next part is when all the adventure starts, so I'll post it soon. This is just to well, I hope, create more suspense.
Myishi: If you ask me, then she's just plain lazy.
Shaedowe: T.T0
Bye anyway.