Down By The Deep Side (open!)
Jan 17, 2011 14:30:09 GMT -5
Post by Fizzy on Jan 17, 2011 14:30:09 GMT -5
((just to let you know, I'm making the sisters after this post XD))
I grunted as I climbed, sturdily, down the cliff by the lake. There were other ways - better ways - but I prefered to challenge myself. That way I knew that I was good at something. I tended to break guys' hearts - I was good at that - but It's not something I'd call a skill. Well, not a useful skill anyway. I had no useful skills, none at all, and I didn't like it one bit.
I stubbornly sat on a round tree stump and hoped that Holly and Rose, my sisters, were Ok. I very rarely left them on their own and when I do I always regret it because there's always another person that Rose's murdered. Last time it was this guy with sandy, blonde hair that I saw from time to time around school and god knows what it would be this time. I bit my lip, regretting leaving those two on their own. Holly would be fine, she wouldn't hurt a fly unless absoloutely necessary, but with Rose it was a different story. Rose would attack anyone who got too close to her inner feelings and murder anyone who found them. Holly and Rose were deffinately opposite, even though they were both fourteen, and twins.
I took in my surroundings. The leaves blowing in the wind, the snow falling around me, the icecles hanging from the boulders, the river rushing past at my feet. It would have been a lovely day if it wasn't for all the birds having migrated south. I liked the sound of birds, it made me happy. I also enjoyed the sound of silence though, which was lucky as seen as there was hardly any living creature for miles around.
The cold air refreshed my lungs as I breathed in through my nose, What a lovely day, I thought to myself as I sighed the air back out.
I grunted as I climbed, sturdily, down the cliff by the lake. There were other ways - better ways - but I prefered to challenge myself. That way I knew that I was good at something. I tended to break guys' hearts - I was good at that - but It's not something I'd call a skill. Well, not a useful skill anyway. I had no useful skills, none at all, and I didn't like it one bit.
I stubbornly sat on a round tree stump and hoped that Holly and Rose, my sisters, were Ok. I very rarely left them on their own and when I do I always regret it because there's always another person that Rose's murdered. Last time it was this guy with sandy, blonde hair that I saw from time to time around school and god knows what it would be this time. I bit my lip, regretting leaving those two on their own. Holly would be fine, she wouldn't hurt a fly unless absoloutely necessary, but with Rose it was a different story. Rose would attack anyone who got too close to her inner feelings and murder anyone who found them. Holly and Rose were deffinately opposite, even though they were both fourteen, and twins.
I took in my surroundings. The leaves blowing in the wind, the snow falling around me, the icecles hanging from the boulders, the river rushing past at my feet. It would have been a lovely day if it wasn't for all the birds having migrated south. I liked the sound of birds, it made me happy. I also enjoyed the sound of silence though, which was lucky as seen as there was hardly any living creature for miles around.
The cold air refreshed my lungs as I breathed in through my nose, What a lovely day, I thought to myself as I sighed the air back out.
