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Let’s write a story!
Sounds fun!! I can start:It was a terrifying dream. She dreamt that she was back in her childhood.
Her parents were fighting and she was hiding in a cupboard with her little sister.
There was only a small light that wasn't very useful.
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Eliana pulled her little sister close. Wanting to disappear.
"Don't worry," she whispered, the sound so quiet it barely skimmed her sister's ear. "It'll be alright."It was a lie, and they both knew it.
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Eliana pulled her little sister close. Wanting to disappear."
She closed her eyes, humming the familiar tune and forcing her magic to work.
Disappear. She whispered.
But it didn’t work, it never did.
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and Eliana took her hand.
She heard heavy footsteps coming toward the door. She knew it must be her father.
The door whipped open and they were both pulled to their feet, still desperately clinging to each other as they looked up into the angry eyes of their father.
Eliana sharply inhaled as he father bellowed, "In the cupboard again, are you? Worthless children."
Fury writhed in them, laced with streaks of orange and red.
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She went into the the bathroom the wash her face. She looked in the mirror.
There were dark crescents under her eyelids she couldn't help but notice. When will it stop....?
She suddenly became very anxious. All of these memories come crashing like a tidal wave - every single night.
She picked up the closest thing and smashed the mirror.
The glass shattered but she could still see her reflection in the cracked mirror.
She stared into her own dull, grey eyes. Her mother had eyes like these. That was before the accident.
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She bent down and started picking up the shards of the mirror.
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She disposed of the broken glass and made her way into the kitchen. The accident was nearly a year ago.
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The words stung in her throat. She hadn’t taken care of Ella, not really.
Ella was her little sister. All her mother had asked her to do was take care of her little sister and she couldn't do that.
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The two most important people of her life were gone.
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When their mother disappeared from their lives, Eliana became Ella's mother - not because they didn't have a mother anymore but because she felt an indescribable need to protect poor little Ella from their brute of a father.
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He wasn’t really her father was he? His job was to keep them safe. Keep them away from all of this. But he didn’t.
All he ever did was to drink and scream.
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That was why Eliana had to run away with Ella. To escape that monster.
Breaking away from her thoughts, Eliana moved to the sink to wash the blood from her stinging hand.
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In the cracks in the ceiling, she could see the sharp creases of Ella's face. Ella had a lot of their father in her face while Eliana had a lot of their mother in her face - the same cloudy grey eyes.
She looked again at the pile of broken shards, wishing she could pile the pieces of her broken heart as easily as she had the mirror. How could she put herself back together if her heart was scattered in places she could never again reach, much less find?
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Eliana suddenly jumped from her bed. There is still time to fix everything , she thought to herself, I have to fix everything .
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Not unless she was willing to become the villain
Here someone needs to start a story by saying a sentence or two and the next person continues. That way we’re writing a story together.
(You can write anything but don’t be offensive to anyone and try not to swear)