I know I'm lying, what about you? [kitty] (Felies's)
Feb 5, 2014 19:58:05 GMT -5
Post by HeartsForeverTogether on Feb 5, 2014 19:58:05 GMT -5
A R A M A U F E L I E S
"Y O U A N D I W E R E F O R E V E R W I L D"
"Y O U A N D I W E R E F O R E V E R W I L D"
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As I walk down our steps I catch a glance of my sister, Forest. I really never talk to Forest, there is so much that I could find out about her. All that I know is that she's the labeled "crazy" of the family. The one person that outranks me. You might say that it's weird not to know your own sister. In my family it's different though, we form our different packs. Forest and Siana were best friends, just like me and Azea were. Maybe I should talk to her, but not without having some fun.
Going down to talk to her for the first time in about two years I think about what I need to do. I need to make her feel like I'm actually trying to make her feel better. Hey Forest, you know after Siana died you never really had any friends. So, if you want someone to talk to, just give me a yell. I say that in my soft-sweet innocent *manipulative* voice. That may be half true actually, I do want to know some things about her. I am curious. But it's not like I actually care.
Then I think of something, this girl is named Forest, right. She always sneaks around after dark and I know what that means. Come on we are going to my secret hiding place... Oh this is getting funny, more like your secret hiding spot. I walk out the front door looking behind me to make sure my newfound "buddy" is following me.
Going down to talk to her for the first time in about two years I think about what I need to do. I need to make her feel like I'm actually trying to make her feel better. Hey Forest, you know after Siana died you never really had any friends. So, if you want someone to talk to, just give me a yell. I say that in my soft-sweet innocent *manipulative* voice. That may be half true actually, I do want to know some things about her. I am curious. But it's not like I actually care.
Then I think of something, this girl is named Forest, right. She always sneaks around after dark and I know what that means. Come on we are going to my secret hiding place... Oh this is getting funny, more like your secret hiding spot. I walk out the front door looking behind me to make sure my newfound "buddy" is following me.
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