So sorry the chapters are getting shorter and shorter... & how the story is
realli confusing but this chapter will explain everything..i hope :P
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I struggled as I dragged myself to continue on. It was apparent that the so called Hean one had tricked me once again. As I stumbled on a piece of rock, I fell and hit my hear hard.
I remembered the memories from the start. Was I having a flashback from the highlight of my memories or was I having a vision, though Phoebe was supposed to be having visions. Not me. I remembered it all too clearly. Thins was how it all began...
I knew I was never ever safe when I was pregnant with Wyatt. Leo knew too but he was to bigheaded to admit it. Tons of demons and angels would warn us but we shrug it off and pretend if none of these things happened. Even the elders and my sister would give up and tell me to kill my baby so we would all be back to normal but I couldn't. I felt this baby was truly mine and that it belonged here. It had a life. And that we, mother-son, shared a special bond nobody could take away from us.
I guess I was too ignorant or should I say too mother-like to accept the truth when it came out, that Wyatt wasn't truly my son, he was a Welshe- a half witch, quarter white lighter and a demon. It was no big deal that he was a demon for demons could be changed considering he was only a quarter, but I guess the Yulons, the greatest of them all disagreed. I was forced to leave my son even though I didn't want to and was force to accept the truth that I could not admit so I made myself believe I came here for nothing.
I eventually got weaker as my son got stronger and my only hope was the moonstone but was it was not here with me now. I was all alone by myself.
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I normally did not think of mum. I was now getting use to year eight, making new friends, meeting new teachers and getting use to the environment till today. I started getting these headaches again. They hadn't come in a long time till today. I remembered when I was just a little kid where I would have these horrible headaches where I could not eat nor sleep for they were so bad. They didn't come back till today.
As I ran to the lockers and clutched my head, sweat was pouring out and I was breathless. "Are you okay" an unfamiliar voice asked. I turned around and it was Kimberly. "Uh, yes," I managed to call out even though I wasn't. "You don't look so well," she replied as I fainted.
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I struggled as I dragged myself to continue on. It was apparent that the so called Hean one had tricked me once again. As I stumbled on a piece of rock, I fell and hit my hear hard.
I remembered the memories from the start. Was I having a flashback from the highlight of my memories or was I having a vision, though Phoebe was supposed to be having visions. Not me. I remembered it all too clearly. Thins was how it all began...
I knew I was never ever safe when I was pregnant with Wyatt. Leo knew too but he was to bigheaded to admit it. Tons of demons and angels would warn us but we shrug it off and pretend if none of these things happened. Even the elders and my sister would give up and tell me to kill my baby so we would all be back to normal but I couldn't. I felt this baby was truly mine and that it belonged here. It had a life. And that we, mother-son, shared a special bond nobody could take away from us.
I guess I was too ignorant or should I say too mother-like to accept the truth when it came out, that Wyatt wasn't truly my son, he was a Welshe- a half witch, quarter white lighter and a demon. It was no big deal that he was a demon for demons could be changed considering he was only a quarter, but I guess the Yulons, the greatest of them all disagreed. I was forced to leave my son even though I didn't want to and was force to accept the truth that I could not admit so I made myself believe I came here for nothing.
I eventually got weaker as my son got stronger and my only hope was the moonstone but was it was not here with me now. I was all alone by myself.
º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°°º¤ø,¸°o.OO.o°°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°°º¤ø,¸°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°°º¤ø,¸°o.OO.o°°º¤ ø,°º¤ø,¸ My headache was rowing worse by the minute. I felt as I was dieing of agony, or possibly even worse. Thoughts of mum kept flashing in my head but I could not figure why.
I normally did not think of mum. I was now getting use to year eight, making new friends, meeting new teachers and getting use to the environment till today. I started getting these headaches again. They hadn't come in a long time till today. I remembered when I was just a little kid where I would have these horrible headaches where I could not eat nor sleep for they were so bad. They didn't come back till today.
As I ran to the lockers and clutched my head, sweat was pouring out and I was breathless. "Are you okay" an unfamiliar voice asked. I turned around and it was Kimberly. "Uh, yes," I managed to call out even though I wasn't. "You don't look so well," she replied as I fainted.