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Post by Frankie on Mar 21, 2007 5:26:58 GMT -5
The gilr sat in the shadows of the ship yard, her back against the cold tin of the building, the night slowly closing in around her. The sea brought with it a light mist, one that danced in the eerie moonlight, creating a scene from a bad horror movie. Her black hair clung to her pale face, it looked as if she herself was iluminated in the moonlight. Normally teenage girls were not aloud out of bed at these horus, especially on a school night. But she had long since forgotten the laws of teenagers, to her it felt as if she was no longer one. For how many teenagers you know had to look after their kid sisters? How many had to sing to earn money for every day supplies, who took the luxeries that every child deserves away from her just to get through a day. And who still manages to do her school work. Not many .. only Frankie.
No tears escaped her at her plight, she had crieid to many tears that she had nothing to cry again. Her green eyes stared out into the dead night, it was quiet. But that was how she liked it. She hummed a tune, one that she had known since she was a little girl, her father had taught it to her, as he had taught her nearlly everyhitng. It was probably his death that turned her life upside down. Nothing had been the same after that, even though she strived to keep everything as it was, it was an impossibility. And so she changed, everybody witnessed it. Even her dream of going to Rothud had been punctured, when her sister started school next year, she would probably have to drop out. Nobody would know why. Nobody needed to know, this was her problem wasn't it? She sighed and raised her gaze to the now starlit sky, even that seemed to be mocking her prediciment.
" .. But i am on my own."
She whispered into the air, her voice barely audible, even in the dead silence. |
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