Heart and Soul (Open To All)
Aug 27, 2011 19:14:17 GMT -5
Post by Serenity on Aug 27, 2011 19:14:17 GMT -5
Rosette Beatrix
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Run. Don't stop. Don't let them find you. I skid around the corner of a brick building, hand slamming on the corner. I clutch onto the corner as my feet slip, and then keep running, letting my hand slide off the edge of the wall. I wobble, falling to the left but, regain my balance. Calm down, calm down, Rosette! Stop shaking! I feel my skirt flicker to the right as I spot a alley and bolt into it. I stumble over a bag of garbage and cans and they all spill out. I reach for a giant commercial garbage bin, thrusting the lid open. Crawling inside and letting the door shut I thank the lord it's empty in here. This must have just come in today because, it smells nothing like a garbage can. More like paint and dust, hard, fresh metal, too.
I hear five or six footsteps run past the alley. I slap my hand over my panting mouth, to stop breathing. I feel my lungs go stiff. I sit there, huddled up in the corner of the commercial trash can, for about two minutes, regaining my breath. I don't even remember the reason they hated me anymore. Why hate on the painless girl? I think of what I had done last night. I sort of remember telling them off? I open the lid and crawl out, throwing my bag out first. I sink down, covering my eyes from the light of the sun. I sit there, my legs stretched out infront of me. I could smell the scent of a clean alley. I close my eyes and drop my chin down to below my neck, blood red hair falling like a curtain over it. I breath heavily, still trying to catch my breath again.
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Run. Don't stop. Don't let them find you. I skid around the corner of a brick building, hand slamming on the corner. I clutch onto the corner as my feet slip, and then keep running, letting my hand slide off the edge of the wall. I wobble, falling to the left but, regain my balance. Calm down, calm down, Rosette! Stop shaking! I feel my skirt flicker to the right as I spot a alley and bolt into it. I stumble over a bag of garbage and cans and they all spill out. I reach for a giant commercial garbage bin, thrusting the lid open. Crawling inside and letting the door shut I thank the lord it's empty in here. This must have just come in today because, it smells nothing like a garbage can. More like paint and dust, hard, fresh metal, too.
I hear five or six footsteps run past the alley. I slap my hand over my panting mouth, to stop breathing. I feel my lungs go stiff. I sit there, huddled up in the corner of the commercial trash can, for about two minutes, regaining my breath. I don't even remember the reason they hated me anymore. Why hate on the painless girl? I think of what I had done last night. I sort of remember telling them off? I open the lid and crawl out, throwing my bag out first. I sink down, covering my eyes from the light of the sun. I sit there, my legs stretched out infront of me. I could smell the scent of a clean alley. I close my eyes and drop my chin down to below my neck, blood red hair falling like a curtain over it. I breath heavily, still trying to catch my breath again.
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