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A/N: Here's the 3rd chapter and I personally don't like this one that much! It's kind of whacked up, but I need it for the rest of the story! The reason I took so long was my teacher had the story and kept forgetting to give it back to me! So I finally got it back on Monday and I just had the time to type it up! So any who read and review!
IMPORTANT: When you see *~*~*~* for the first time it means it goes to the past, and when you see if again it goes back to the present. And it does this a lot.
R/R
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It was the night after the woman dug her teeth into me and made me drink her blood. I had felt so alone after she left me lying in the bushes. I fell unconscious and when I awoke the sun was falling.
I got up and walked home. When I reached the house I grew up in, I felt something, the house rotted of it. It reeked of blood and death.
I walked to the door, which hung ajar and pushed it all the way open. I stepped on foot in and I realized this was no longer my home.
*~*~*~*
That night I found out what feelings were. I found out what love was, but above all I found out the power of hatred and revenge. Ever since that night I have learned to feel emotion that no child possesses.
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I moved my way around my old house and made my way into Nathan's bedroom. His door was wide open, so I stepped in. Immediately me foot stepped in a pool of blood. I followed the river of red liquid to a lump huddled in the corner. I looked at the body of my baby brother who I have always loved so dear. I brushed his light brown hair out of his face and closed his large pale eyes.
Tears streamed down my face and I needed to see the others. I ripped the necklace my brother had always worn and clasped it around my neck. It was a silver cross and it burned into my flesh. But I let it; I wanted to feel the pain, because I wanted to be punished, for leaving Nathan and the others to die.
I left Nathan's room after covering him up with a quilt I had made a year ago when my teacher Mrs. Anderson taught all the girls how to stitch. Next I made my way to mother and Christopher's room. I opened the only closed room besides my own and looked in.
Inside was similar to Nathan's. Blood flooded out the door as soon as it was opened. I saw mother's limp body clung to Christopher's. Mother had been nearly nine months along with Christopher's baby. But now it didn't have a chance to be born. But then something caught my eye while gazing at mother's large stomach.
A cut had been made in her lower abdomen. I walked over to the lifeless body and I pulled up her nightshirt just over her stomach. There a tiny arm tried freeing itself form the dead body.
*~*~*~*
I think the sickest thing I had ever done was that night. But I don't ever regret my actions. It was probably the best thing I could ever do for forgiveness from Christopher and mother.
*~*~*~*
I pulled apart mother's skin, which was cold and pale, and as I did I saw the body of a baby that resembled the doll that sat above my bed. I was there when Nathan was born and also when the baby that was supposed to be my sister, so I vaguely remember the procurer, but I did.
I grabbed the knife on Christopher's bedside table that was used for opening letters. I reached my bare hand into my mother's womb and carefully grabbed the tiny child inside. I pulled it our and cut the rod attaching it to my mother.
A shriek escaped the tiny mouth and I made my way back into the kitchen holing the bloody infant in my hands. I was so little and I remembered when I saw Nathan this tiny and I smiled, but I vanished in an instant.
I was lucky for there was a bucket of water from two days ago sitting next to the table. I grabbed a towel and dipped it in the water and slowly cleaned the blood of the small baby. After all was clean I saw that my half sibling was a girl.
She was shivering so I walked into my deserted room and wrapped my pink blanket around her. Cleaned up she was a beautiful baby and I was proud of what I had done.
I had already started a liking towards her and I promised my heart I would love and take care of her. She was my only comfort and family. And I needed her, just as much as she needed me.
That night I slept in my bed with Nathan's old cradle beside me. In which the infant I named Victoria, slept. I didn't have the right to name her, but what was I to call her with out one?
Victoria was my only family and I savored every moment of being with her. We were both orphans and we loved each other dearly. Although Christopher had siblings and parents I didn't want to give Victoria up. So I kept her.
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A/N: REVIEW!!!! PLEASE!!!! Tell me what you thought of the third chapter. Was it good?? Bad? WHAT? I like all reviews; I welcome ALL advice, comments, suggestions, praise, criticism, or ANYTHING! Sooner and more you review the sooner and more chapters you get! REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!
By the way sorry for the LONG wait Matt, I don't know if you are going to read this, but thanks for being my only reader! And I hope you liked the update, and I promise to not wait so long for the next update!
A/N: Here's the 3rd chapter and I personally don't like this one that much! It's kind of whacked up, but I need it for the rest of the story! The reason I took so long was my teacher had the story and kept forgetting to give it back to me! So I finally got it back on Monday and I just had the time to type it up! So any who read and review!
IMPORTANT: When you see *~*~*~* for the first time it means it goes to the past, and when you see if again it goes back to the present. And it does this a lot.
R/R
****
*~*~*~*
It was the night after the woman dug her teeth into me and made me drink her blood. I had felt so alone after she left me lying in the bushes. I fell unconscious and when I awoke the sun was falling.
I got up and walked home. When I reached the house I grew up in, I felt something, the house rotted of it. It reeked of blood and death.
I walked to the door, which hung ajar and pushed it all the way open. I stepped on foot in and I realized this was no longer my home.
*~*~*~*
That night I found out what feelings were. I found out what love was, but above all I found out the power of hatred and revenge. Ever since that night I have learned to feel emotion that no child possesses.
*~*~*~*
I moved my way around my old house and made my way into Nathan's bedroom. His door was wide open, so I stepped in. Immediately me foot stepped in a pool of blood. I followed the river of red liquid to a lump huddled in the corner. I looked at the body of my baby brother who I have always loved so dear. I brushed his light brown hair out of his face and closed his large pale eyes.
Tears streamed down my face and I needed to see the others. I ripped the necklace my brother had always worn and clasped it around my neck. It was a silver cross and it burned into my flesh. But I let it; I wanted to feel the pain, because I wanted to be punished, for leaving Nathan and the others to die.
I left Nathan's room after covering him up with a quilt I had made a year ago when my teacher Mrs. Anderson taught all the girls how to stitch. Next I made my way to mother and Christopher's room. I opened the only closed room besides my own and looked in.
Inside was similar to Nathan's. Blood flooded out the door as soon as it was opened. I saw mother's limp body clung to Christopher's. Mother had been nearly nine months along with Christopher's baby. But now it didn't have a chance to be born. But then something caught my eye while gazing at mother's large stomach.
A cut had been made in her lower abdomen. I walked over to the lifeless body and I pulled up her nightshirt just over her stomach. There a tiny arm tried freeing itself form the dead body.
*~*~*~*
I think the sickest thing I had ever done was that night. But I don't ever regret my actions. It was probably the best thing I could ever do for forgiveness from Christopher and mother.
*~*~*~*
I pulled apart mother's skin, which was cold and pale, and as I did I saw the body of a baby that resembled the doll that sat above my bed. I was there when Nathan was born and also when the baby that was supposed to be my sister, so I vaguely remember the procurer, but I did.
I grabbed the knife on Christopher's bedside table that was used for opening letters. I reached my bare hand into my mother's womb and carefully grabbed the tiny child inside. I pulled it our and cut the rod attaching it to my mother.
A shriek escaped the tiny mouth and I made my way back into the kitchen holing the bloody infant in my hands. I was so little and I remembered when I saw Nathan this tiny and I smiled, but I vanished in an instant.
I was lucky for there was a bucket of water from two days ago sitting next to the table. I grabbed a towel and dipped it in the water and slowly cleaned the blood of the small baby. After all was clean I saw that my half sibling was a girl.
She was shivering so I walked into my deserted room and wrapped my pink blanket around her. Cleaned up she was a beautiful baby and I was proud of what I had done.
I had already started a liking towards her and I promised my heart I would love and take care of her. She was my only comfort and family. And I needed her, just as much as she needed me.
That night I slept in my bed with Nathan's old cradle beside me. In which the infant I named Victoria, slept. I didn't have the right to name her, but what was I to call her with out one?
Victoria was my only family and I savored every moment of being with her. We were both orphans and we loved each other dearly. Although Christopher had siblings and parents I didn't want to give Victoria up. So I kept her.
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A/N: REVIEW!!!! PLEASE!!!! Tell me what you thought of the third chapter. Was it good?? Bad? WHAT? I like all reviews; I welcome ALL advice, comments, suggestions, praise, criticism, or ANYTHING! Sooner and more you review the sooner and more chapters you get! REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!
By the way sorry for the LONG wait Matt, I don't know if you are going to read this, but thanks for being my only reader! And I hope you liked the update, and I promise to not wait so long for the next update!
