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my father's Voice waits for me. " (?)...where have you been? Ive been looking all over for you. come here. my daughter I wish to see my daughter."the shadow figure of my dreams called out to me. I walk forward, unsure whether or not this is real or this is fake. I'm close enough now to see the face of the figure. I let out a scream. it was my father bloodied the way he was the day he died.I started to back away, fearing what would happen if he had touch me." my daughter why do you run? We can be together now. Can't you see? It will be like before but even better. come to me," his arms reach for me. I shake my head no ,backing away even faster than before. " my father is dead! things have changed," I sobbed brokenly. suddenly I lost my footing and I was falling backwards deeper and deeper into darkness.
I bolted awake breathing hard. My eyes were blurry with tears as I struggled to push that nightmare behind me. I knew everyone I loved was dead. I knew they were dead yet it didn't make it any smells of my surroundings hit me like a brick wall. Ugh... sewage ew. It was very faint but I could still smell it .where am I?, I thought. I ran my fingers across the surface,feeling something soft beneath me. It had a strange scent that I cant place. It smelled of warm earth and something else. I rolled on my side and was greeted by a lance of extreme pain that threatened to pull me under again. I rolled again, trying to ignore the pain. I managed to get back on my back. I sighed, irritable. I looked to my right and saw many computers showing flickering pictures. while I look at the computers ,out of the corner of my eye I see movement. Then, a loud beeping strartled me followed by a snort. Whatever it was... it was moving! Frantically I close my eyes and try to be still.
Donatello:
I heard a loud beeping and was disgruntled. I reached over with a yawn And gently pushed the button. I opened my eyes and my vision was very blurry. I reached out a probing hand, trying to find my glasses. Crap... crap!, I thought worriedly. I can't find my glasses. I stood up with a wince and something fell from my lap onto the floor. I bent down carefully and grabbed my glasses. Walking out of my room, I gingerly put on my glasses and walked to the bathroom.
I washed up and went to the kitchen, seeing if there was anything left. I saw my brothers sitting and talking quietly. I slowly backed away, not wanting a confrontation. I need to check her, make sure shes ok.., I thought. Then I can sneak her out. I walked back to my room and saw a empty bed. I looked around frantically, where is she? there was no sign of a struggle. "How did she get out? I locked the door...," I murmured to myself. I have to find her before someone else finds her, I thought determined. I carefully began to search for her in my room. Please let me find her, I thought. I heard a quiet shuffle then a loud crash followed by a cry. I spun around, grabbing my bo. I followed the sounds of labored breathing and more shuffling.
I found her ensnared in an old project , bloodied. She saw me and with renewed energy tried to free herself. Her face was pale and she was shaking hard. I reached toward her, wanting to help her. She shrank away from my hand, putting up her hands in front of her. I gently brushed one of her hands and that did it. She fell to her side, struggling to get away from me. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears , her lip trembled. I was horrified. I wanted to help her but I was scaring her. I backed away just a little and waited. As time passed, she ignored me and continued to strain and cut her hands on the wires. I felt a uncharacteristic surge of anger. I was always the different one and it was prevalent that she thought I was some type of monster. I grabbed the wires that encased her and pulled her towards me. She began to squirm and squeak in fright. I placed one arm across her torso and held her down while I began to untangle the bindings. I felt silent sobs rack her body. I felt remorse even after I feel her hands push uselessly against my arm. I was almost finshed when I felt her stiffen then become limp.
I looked at her, holding my breath. She was still wih the exception of light breathing. I remove my arm and gently shake her leg. No movement. I buried my face, glasses and all into my hands. I lifted my face and let out my breath.i gently lift her and placed her back on the futon. I noted that her clothes were stained from broken bandages and bloody handprints were smeared on her shirt and legs. I need to get those off of her, I thought, my face flaming. delicately as possible, I stripped her to her undergarments and got a old plaid blanket to cover up her tiny form. I ran water over the clothes and only stained them even more. I threw them into a basket, defeated. I contented myself with changing her bandages and cleaning her up.
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when I thought I heard it leave, I opened my eyes and scanned the room. Coast was clear. I got up and took a couple tottering steps. I heard a ominous click and I walked towards the door to only heard the Door open. I backed away and went to hide. I heard it gasp. I backed in more and fell. I struggled to stand but was unable to. Multicolored wires from an old stereo snaked around my body. The more I struggled, the tighter it got. I let out a cry of frustration And I heard it grab something and quiet footsteps. I struggled to breathe. The wires were way too tight for comfort. Then I saw it. It stood a good 7'0 maybe more. It looked... like a turtle, with a purple mask. Wait... Taped glasses.. electronics on its shell. It dropped to a crouch and reached a large , three fingered hand toward my legs. I grabbed the wires and tried to pull them away, then I placed my bleeding hands out in front of me. I watched as its face displayed horror and it backed away. For what seemed like hours. I struggled with the wires. I felt something grab my legs and pull me. I squirmed and squeaked when the wires bit into me. I looked up in time to see it put an arm on my chest, restricting my movement. I felt very gentle tugging on the wires. It was so hard to breathe... I stiffened, then watched as my vision spotted. My friend darkness welcomed me back.