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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 6, 2007 22:46:04 GMT
I sit down under a tree, with an old slightly burnt photo album.
God, half these people are dead...
I thought to myself as I continued flipping through the book till I got to a picture of my dad holding me. I was laughing just holding his hand as I kissed him on the cheek.
Bastard, I hate you...you killed my mother. You blamed me for it. Made me feel so horrible my entire childhood, Never knowing what it was like to have a mom to take care of me and you killed her...
"You killed her!" I scream. I cry slightly, wiping a few tears away.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 6, 2007 23:13:31 GMT
I walk through the forbidden forest looking around. I had to read that letter far away from anyone. Just in case I was to have a breakdown or anything. I heard someone scream and I look all around me. I run to where I thought I heard the screaming and found Shelly."Shelly whats wrong?" I ask her taking a breath and letting it out since it was just Shelly I found. I looked in her lap and saw a photo album. I sat beside her and took the photo album.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 6, 2007 23:16:50 GMT
"No...don't." I say coldy when she takes it, but sigh once she was looking at the picture of my dad and I.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 6, 2007 23:19:36 GMT
I frown at Shellys sudden tone of voice. I look at the picture of her and her father. I sigh and watch the picture carefully. "You miss your dad?" I ask her quietly.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 6, 2007 23:21:58 GMT
I laugh bitterly. "More like wish he was dead instead..." I say watching the picture as well.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 6, 2007 23:24:01 GMT
"I know the feeling," I mumble.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 6, 2007 23:29:10 GMT
"Oh really? Did your father kill your mother? Did he blame you for it your entire life? Is he searching for you this very instant to kill you and your family?" I say almost yelling.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 6, 2007 23:39:41 GMT
"Hes tried to kill me but I have no family besides my parents. Calm down Shelly. No my father has never blamed me for killing my mother but he has blamed me for lots of other things. Stupid things." I say softly. "He doesnt care about me. Like this letter I got from him about 10 minutes ago," I say taking out the letter in my pocket and laying it down on the ground. "Look at this photo Shell," I say pointing to the the phot of her and her father. "You both look so happy. Ive never had a moment like that with my father. He's always hated me. Hes never wanted to spend time with me and you would never see him like this," I say with my finger still pointing to the photo.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 6, 2007 23:41:51 GMT
I shake my head slightly. "Sam, remember I told you that I had two miscarriages? He's the reason they're not here anymore. He killed them. That moment, is at a family party. At home..." I trail off.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 6, 2007 23:46:13 GMT
"Shelly...." I sigh. "Do you ever remember having a happy moment with your father? Have you ever loved him at all? Did your mum ever just sit back and watch your dad beat you? Did your dad ever beat you?"
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 6, 2007 23:47:19 GMT
I think about the questions. "No, No, She couldn't since she was murdered when I was a baby, and yes."
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 6, 2007 23:51:54 GMT
"Atleast you have a family to run to. I have no one but them. I hate them both so much. I know how you feel Shell. Think about little Zoe and Ashlyn and Isaiah, they both love you so much. And what baout Nick? After all that time he was gone, he still loves you. Why worry about your father? Believe me your father will have to go through me and Nick to get to you."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 6, 2007 23:53:56 GMT
"Right. That's why I have this..." I say revealing my arm. It was badly slit open, pouring of blood. "He found me Sam. He almost killed me."
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 6, 2007 23:58:26 GMT
I gasp "Shell? When did this happen?!" I ask her jumping up and looking at her arm, making the photo album land on top of my dads letter.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 6, 2007 23:59:33 GMT
"About four hours ago..." I mutter, hoping now she realized that I wasn't kidding. "I went back to the old house, stole that book and my mother's necklace."
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 7, 2007 0:04:27 GMT
"Why didnt you come and get me? Or anyone?
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 7, 2007 0:05:23 GMT
"A little hard to escape when he corners you and..." I start crying.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 7, 2007 0:07:51 GMT
I sigh and and sit back down and hug her. "I'm so sorry that happend Shelly."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 7, 2007 0:14:25 GMT
I continue crying. "I...I thought I might be pregnant. I don't know anymore..." I say mumbling.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 7, 2007 0:16:02 GMT
"What do you mean you dont know?" I ask her softly.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 7, 2007 0:20:29 GMT
"He punched me in the stomach a few times..." I say to her.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 7, 2007 0:25:57 GMT
I hug her. I didnt know what else say. I hugged her as tight as I could. She was there for me so I was going to be there for her.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 7, 2007 1:05:10 GMT
I keep sobbing for a while. "You don't have to do that...It's fine..." I say to her.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 7, 2007 1:09:49 GMT
"Shelby, you were there for me. Its the least I could do. And im not doing it becuase of that. I'm doing it because your a really good friend and I care about you a lot. Yes I have to," I smile.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 7, 2007 1:59:55 GMT
I laugh a little. "You don't have to. It proves who's my friend and who's not..."
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 7, 2007 2:32:37 GMT
I just smile and sit back where I was and put the photo album in my lap. "Oh and we need to take care of that cut too," I tell her pulling out my wand and saying a spell to heal the cut.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 7, 2007 2:37:15 GMT
The slash healed, but formed a scar. "Great, another one..." I sigh slightly. I look at a picture and laugh. It was a picture from when Logan and I were about six. He tried to kiss me under the mistletoe but I shove him away.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 7, 2007 2:38:58 GMT
I look at the picture Shell was looking at. "Whos that?" I ask her pointing to the boy.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 7, 2007 3:41:35 GMT
"Oh, that's Logan Vassler..." I say to her. "He's my ex-fiance..." I say with a smile to myself.
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Post by Samantha Wood on Oct 7, 2007 17:23:51 GMT
"Hes cute," I smile. "Ive met him."
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