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asn't home all night? What's going on. Whenever my brother didn't call they would panic and freak out and he didn't even live a

parents confused me, but the

yesterday I hadn't called her and she had been at work until late that night. As I scroll even more I see that I have missed texts and calls from

rds it and as it turns out it was the way back to the village. As I reach out of the woods the

just about to unlock the door when I realize it's already open, I slide the door open with a feeling of distress in my body. But there they were, sitting by the kitchen table drinking coffe

here?" My mother asked me

n to seeing me?" I could feel my eyes tearing up and I forced myse

't finish the sentence as my fat

their faces altered. As if putting up a facade or a mask of s

ou, darling." My father sa

re was something going on but witho

ld feel my face not making a single mo

er again, then back at me with little t

p with him?" My mother didn't look all too shocked but then

turned around and started taking

out her voice and didn't stop walking, as I made it upstairs I turned left and walked down the small

ight to my bed, crawled under th

o what anyone was doing or saying to me. I just laid there, under my blanket s

y room, I knew that scent, I knew it because

me fro

nd. I automatically jerked my hand back

him off because I didn't want any excuses and

ed since the day I saw them, and crying now, in front of him was th

is who

a

A

ht to call me

t with, in town the other day!?" I c

efend himself? to tell me I'm crazy? was he gonna deliver

the farm with her father..." His eyes went around the room

and waited for

..I lov

My heart. Breakin

ee his face again, I never wanted to feel his touch

door, but before exiting, he

Aves, about

put up a fight. It was as if he couldn't

following week, eat

shut behind her, and slams herself down on my bed. Ladi

g out on life! So get up, get dress

an in mind. Her red long curly hair flared ac

th a slit and a pair of high heel black

fted brows. Her energy somehow got me up off the bed and put a smile on my face. I w

r the last time I

looked at me as if they were trying to remember how I looked. They

yet again, change. They look at me

e she was holding back something. My father looked at me and nodded at what my m

and I was getting worried we were lost, I also wanted to

reason, Lydias' naturally happy nature cou

pathway through the woods I

ends with the couple that owned the house and they had just moved in. The facade was a rusty brown ash color and in the fr

n the roof, precisely in the middle, there was a big chandelier. We presided to the

down my spine. Bu