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Post by ~Rain~ on Aug 27, 2007 22:27:28 GMT -5
Courtney walked down the park feeling out of place. Her ipod jammed away with Aly and AJ. She knew they were kiddish, but she liked them. She longed for her guitar, which she had left behind. She should've been in juvies, but sent here instead. And she's waiting for a horse at the 'rehab' place. Pshh... whatev.
She shoved her hand in her pocket and pulled out a piece of lint. She was bored, and she wanted something to do. shutting off her music, she stuffed her ipod and earphones in her pocket. What to do now???
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 27, 2007 22:29:24 GMT -5
Her face hung down , ski jump nose almost tickled by her multi colored bangs that made sure her eyes were never seen by anyone but her. Yet she could see everything and everyone.She was uqeit , never speaking unless spoken to. She was in the corner , leaning agianst the wall , face down as always , her defined jaw bone being touched by some strands of hair.Oh yes , her hair.It was wild to say the least.A light blue color of it was pulled up into a band on the side , only the bluish part though.The pink , and green , and orange , and purple , and yellow , parts of her hair was down. Yes , indeed a strange sight this girl was. She was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a white spaghetti strap.Another girl with blonde hair and a mini skirt stopped infront of her. Freak.She spat and walked off. She kept her head down , not moving then when the girl had walked a little wyas away she moved forward with suprising speed , and took the girls hands , lacing them with her fingers , and pinned her to the wall by them. What did you call me.She whispered , seeming ice was coating her words.Her head was always tilted down , her eyes never shown.The girl she had pinned against the wall's eyes were wide.She didnt answer her. She sighed and released the grip on the girl and let her go .
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Post by ~Rain~ on Aug 27, 2007 22:37:56 GMT -5
Courtney, walking by passed the girl with the hair, that had just pinned the other girl to the wall. Seeing something, she swiveled around and saw it. Running forward and wrenching the girl from be ing pinned and tossed her to the side with amazing strength.
"What's your problem? She say something?"
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 27, 2007 22:39:57 GMT -5
Zierra siad nothing to the girl. You could not see her eyes as they were covered by her multi colored bangs , so her reaction to COurnty was not seen either. She turned from the girl and sat down at a bench , reaidng through her book , which was a 'diary' with a kissmark on the cover , in blood , which was dryed and flaking a bit.
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Post by ~Rain~ on Aug 28, 2007 12:37:25 GMT -5
Courtney followed Zierra over to where she was, looking at the diary.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 28, 2007 12:42:32 GMT -5
She scribbled some words , if they were actually words , on a blank page. You could see a few words from where Courney was. 'Lie' , 'Promise' , and 'blood.' She closed it and looked over at her.
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Post by ~Rain~ on Aug 28, 2007 13:03:00 GMT -5
Courtney looked at the words, saw it close and loked away, some kid was losing a balloon, and this person in front of her had some MAJOR problems.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 28, 2007 13:05:27 GMT -5
Yea , she had problems , and your point is? She had good reason to have them.Very good reason....Im not sure you want to hear it though...She closed it , looked up at her.Zierras eyes , thought they were not seen , were clouded as she had a memory of when she was about six.
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A little girl , about six years old only , stood , shaking in the kitchen , her clothes stripped of her small body. A woman hasd her back turned to her child, starting up the stove. Zierra shook more , her strange purple eyes gazing up.What was her mother going to do to her now?Bruises were everywhere on her body from strikes. Burns too. Her black hair was messy , her body unheathily thin. Her mom turned to her ,the burner on full force. I read about a woman who burned her child on the stove.Youre going to do that.She hissed at Zierra. Zierras eyes widened. While she suffered abuse everyday the stove somehow sounded more painful. Zierra shook her little head no , and was slapped across the face for it. YOUVE RUINED EVERYTHING ZIERRA.She screamed at her.Zierras eyes welled with tears at that.She didnt know what she had done wrong... What had she done to make her mother so angry at her. Zarathustra , her sister , was never beaten.Never hurt. Why her?Her Mother advanced on her , reaching out herarms to pick up the child , utter hate burning in her eyes.Zierra dodged her. But Mom...It didnt do anything.She whispered. Her mother screamd at her at this. Zierra kept talking.Though now she was sturck across the face for her words , she only knew one thing.That she had to keep herself off that burner. That was the goal here. Her eyes darted to the clock.Her sister would be home soon which meant her mother would stop when she did. Zara knew nothing of her sisters abuse. A harsh blowwas revieced acorss her jaw , so hard it knocked her loose tooth from her mouth , making blood spatter with it. Zierra coughed , backing up.She dodged her mother again. Ive had enough of this.Her mother spat and dragged Zierra into the bathroom , throwing her daughter into the room and shutting the door. Zierra was sore from being thrown on the ground, the breath taken from her now. Her little chest heaved and she smelt something. There was bleach in the bathroom , and enough the posion someone. Her eyes widened as she relized her mother was trying to posion her , again. Zierra's eyes darted around franticly , and finally she spotted a towel.She snatched it up quickly , scrambling to her feet.She folded it and covered her mouth and nose with it. It filtered some of the air , making it slower to posion her.If she could just keep this up for half an hour more ,she would be safe because then Zara would come home again. Zierra gasped for breath as the air that came to her was thick and made her cough.She began to cough more violently after fifthteen minutes.The only hope she clung onto was that Zara would be home soon , as she could not hold on much longer.She was becoming light headed , her hand droppingZierra leaned against the door of the bathroom , gasping for breath even more now.Her breaths came sharp , quick . painful even. Tears formed in her eyes. All she wanted was survival now. Mommmy...Please..She wimpered through the door.Though she had little hope her mother would help her she tried as Zara was late. Her mother ignored Zierras deseprate calls for help. This was horrible. Zierra was pleding for her life from her own mother. Mom!Pleaase...She wimpered , louder now. Her calls kept on until she was too light headed to form words so she made wailing sounds , pleding. Until her mother had enough and flung the door open , Zierra hding the hand towle in her pocket. Her mother grabbed her black hair , tangling her fingers in it and lifting her up. Zierra screamed in sudden pain as she was dragged out of the bathroom , chemicals wafting from the small room , and dragged up the stairs , her thick hair starting to tear. She screamed again before she was flug into her room , and she hit the wall , slumping off it , knocked out from the chemicals and the blows , and being thrown. Her small bruised body was still m barely rising and falling with breaths.
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