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I walked over to Claudia and hugged her, rubbing her back. "None of us can make contact with our families. It's for their safety."

The hate from Claudia lessened, but it was still there. I could still sense it. I pushed it out of my mind, or at least in the farthest corners. We had other things to worry about.
"So, who was that guy that turned us into vampires? And where do we go now?" I asked. Hopefully someone would come up with something.


Drew blurred to my side, and I turned to look at him. I saw Claudia scowling over his shoulder. Nell came to stand by me. I knew she wanted to say something. So I gave her my full, well almost full, attention.
"Vi, E, Greg and I have decided to go on our own. We'll head north. Don't know if we'll ever see each other again, but we feel to crowded." We hugged and I hugged Greg and E. I wished them the best.
Greg gave one last hopeful and longing glance at Claudia, then raced after the two girls.
(I'm done for tonight)

I looked hopefully at Beth.


I ran off before anything else could be said. It would give me time to be alone, to think without interuption. It was easy to find our abandoned camp. Too easy. I was amazed with my new senses.
There, she was tied to a tree. I didn't want to alarm her, so I crept behind the tree and untied the rope so fast, that she wouldn't notice. I ran back to the clearing where Beth looked pissed, and Drew looked releived. He really shouldn't worry.
My cell phone was still in my pocket, incredibly. I dialed the police, saying that my friend's dog had gone missing, where we last saw her, and where we lived...until now. She would be found, taken back, and we would go missing. I wished there was some way to reassure my family that I was alright.

Then I heard a barking noise. My mouth watered, but I knew that bark. It was Greg's German Shepard, Poppie. I stood up, not knowing what to do.

I thought of the first time I'd ridden a bike, scratching up my legs but not caring. My first day at Kindergarden, being the bravest one there. The Christmas I met Greg and Nell when I was 8. My first musical. My first kiss when I was 14. That boy had cheated on me and I had punched him in the face, breaking his nose. I remembered how my dad had beamed at me in the principal's office while my mom and principal had given me lectures on the Golden Rule and what not. Dad was proud of me for showing how I felt through my fist. He's said I was his girl. My first concert, Rascal Flatts. All these important things that made me...me. I had to catch it all before it was too late. My late grandmother's last words to me. "Girl, you may not like the way things are, but you are the only one you can make it alright. Nothing can stop my grandbaby's spirit." I'd cried and missed school for a week after she'd died from cancer.
It was while I thought of her when I felt Drew approach. He sat by me. I waited for the tears that never came.