TheDarkerMe
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 11, 2009
- Location
- Oregon
Seren was lost in her own thoughts, completely absorbed in the dreams she had. In the stories she wrote, and the people within them. She was absorbed in thoughts about all the odd things that had been happening in all the recent years. Especially at Christmas. It had started to create a little bit of a stigma for her, to be especially careful on Christmas. Of course she always tried to be in the city, at Christmas. She heard rumors about a man, that if you met would cause your life to change.
She really could do with some life changing events. Between her parents that were almost never there unless they were shoving one pair of keys on her, or more money. Then there was the fiance that only showed up when he wanted something. He was also seeming to get rather annoyed at the fact that she hadn't even let him kiss her. She just wasn't interested in getting that close yet. She wanted to make sure that he was really there for her, and not there for the money. Of course it's the money, there is only one male that can truly love us. that voice whispered in her mind.
She clutched her biological mothers last gift to her, a fob watch of intricate design. It was broken, wouldn't open, as far as she had been told. Which unfortunately meant a lot of things. One of which was that she clung to this watch like a lifeline, two she believed the voice to be her mothers. But at the same time her mind told her it was her own inner voice. Perhaps guided by her mother who had left her in the care of her adopted parents. She shook her head again and stopped as she rounded a corner. There it was again, the slight rising of the hairs on the back of her neck. Ever get that feeling like you were being watched? Seren actually got that feeling. Often.
Had been getting it for awhile now, probably the better part of a year. It kept getting worse, as time went on. She knew that eventually something would come from the shadows to get her. Amber eyes widened, as her head turned. She pushed her glasses up a little and tightened her ponytail. Brown hair fell around normal rather mousy features, that was until she took off the glasses. She was actually quite pretty, but she would probably look better as a red head. That was what she had always believed.
She walked down the street, no longer a busy street, there was no one around. It caused her to get hyper-sensitive to the situation. She stopped, and stared behind her again. There it was the glint of something in the shadows. Multiple eyes, blinking at her, as the sound of something hissing came to her ears. What was that, and what was following her. She was walking and watching it, so didn't even notice when she slammed into the outside of something. She released a shout, and then stared up from where she was on the ground. There was a blue box, a police box. Yes! He's here! The voice screamed.
She really could do with some life changing events. Between her parents that were almost never there unless they were shoving one pair of keys on her, or more money. Then there was the fiance that only showed up when he wanted something. He was also seeming to get rather annoyed at the fact that she hadn't even let him kiss her. She just wasn't interested in getting that close yet. She wanted to make sure that he was really there for her, and not there for the money. Of course it's the money, there is only one male that can truly love us. that voice whispered in her mind.
She clutched her biological mothers last gift to her, a fob watch of intricate design. It was broken, wouldn't open, as far as she had been told. Which unfortunately meant a lot of things. One of which was that she clung to this watch like a lifeline, two she believed the voice to be her mothers. But at the same time her mind told her it was her own inner voice. Perhaps guided by her mother who had left her in the care of her adopted parents. She shook her head again and stopped as she rounded a corner. There it was again, the slight rising of the hairs on the back of her neck. Ever get that feeling like you were being watched? Seren actually got that feeling. Often.
Had been getting it for awhile now, probably the better part of a year. It kept getting worse, as time went on. She knew that eventually something would come from the shadows to get her. Amber eyes widened, as her head turned. She pushed her glasses up a little and tightened her ponytail. Brown hair fell around normal rather mousy features, that was until she took off the glasses. She was actually quite pretty, but she would probably look better as a red head. That was what she had always believed.
She walked down the street, no longer a busy street, there was no one around. It caused her to get hyper-sensitive to the situation. She stopped, and stared behind her again. There it was the glint of something in the shadows. Multiple eyes, blinking at her, as the sound of something hissing came to her ears. What was that, and what was following her. She was walking and watching it, so didn't even notice when she slammed into the outside of something. She released a shout, and then stared up from where she was on the ground. There was a blue box, a police box. Yes! He's here! The voice screamed.
