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Rabu, 11 November 2009
Gifted or Cursed? (Chapter 1)

~Story start~

I was sleeping peacefully when I felt something cold engulfed me. I bolted up awake while gasping loudly only to see Mrs. Hopeless with a bucket in her hands. I looked around me to see ice cubes scattered across my bed. I shivered violently and Mrs. Hopeless yelled, “Get the hell up you little freak and get into the shower quickly! After that meet me in my office! I’ll only give you 15 minutes to get ready!” She went out slamming close my door in the process.

I scrambled up on my feet and ran into the toilet and took a very quick shower. I did most of my morning routine and then I bolted out of my room heading to Mrs. Hopeless’ office. I glanced at my watch only to see I have 2 minutes left. I ran faster and I slowed down in front of the office door. I knocked on the door politely and entered the room. When I entered the room, I saw a boy, maybe a year or two older than me, sitting on one of the chairs in front of Mrs. Hopeless’ desk.
I may look calm outside but I was jumping with joy inside. I wondered if he was a new boy in the orphanage and maybe he could be my friend. I stood next to the chair he was sitting on and asked Mrs. Hopeless, “Is there something you need me to do?” I heard shuffles of shoes and looked up to see the boy stood up and he gripped my face, looking straight into my eyes.

His icy blue eyes were so sharp that they looked like they could see into my very own soul. I shivered involuntarily and he smirked somewhat triumphantly. He looked at Mrs. Hopeless and asked, “Is this the girl?” She nodded and said, “That’s her.” He ran his fingers into his messy jet black hair and said to me, “Pack your things, you’re leaving with me today.” My eyes widened and I couldn’t help but grin widely and ran back to my room.

As soon as I arrived in my room, I instantly took out my two bags and packed all that I have in them. I’m finally leaving this orphanage! When I finished packing, a knock was heard on my door and in came the boy. He looked at me and said, “Come now, we’re leaving.” I nodded vigorously and hastily followed him from behind.
I received stares on my way out and I smiled inwardly.

Suddenly, a little girl stood in front of me and held up a bouquet of flowers for me. I was surprised. Doesn’t she know who I am? I smiled gratefully and took the flowers though. She smiled and I patted her head. She waved at me when I was opening the door. I waved back at her and shot a grin to her. As soon as we came out from the orphanage, I inhaled the sweet smelling air that smelled like mint since the area around the orphanage was filled with a lot kind of trees. The boy shook his head and walked forward.

“Umm, excuse me but what’s your name?” I asked him softly. He looked back at me and muttered, “Ethan.” ‘Ethan…Nice name…’ Out of the blue, he smiled at me and said, “Thank you for the compliment on my name.” I blushed and thought, ‘I didn’t say that out loud did I?! Unless he read my mind…’ I looked at him suspiciously as he smirked at me and said, “Yup, I’m a mind reader!”

My eyes widen as I thought frantically in my head, ‘Ah! He’s a mind reader! NOO!! Okay, okay, calm down Evangelic. Just imagine some flying penguins eating large candy canes… *drools mentally* I want one…’ Ethan suddenly laughed and looked at me with a ‘you-have-to-be-kidding-me!’ face while saying, “Fly-flying penguins?! Can-candy canes?! Seriously, how old are you??” I huffed and pouted. “I’m 14 years old thank you very much! How old are you, mister old man??” I said to him and he looked at me with a ‘you-did-not-just-call-me-old’ face. “I’m 15 and I’m almost 16 thank you very much!” He sneered at me and went to search something in his pocket.
He pulled out some keys and pushed a button on the lock control device (sorry, I don’t know what you call that thing).

A Lamborghini appeared out of nowhere and I felt my left eye twitched. He smirked at me as he opened the passenger door for me and said, “Well, come on in!” He took my bags and put them at the back seats. I entered the car and just looked at him blankly when he entered the car. Ethan looked back and asked, “…What?” I just shook my head and smiled weakly at him.

As we started to move and away from the orphanage, I looked at the orphanage for the last time and smirked, muttering, “Goodbye bitter memories…” Unknown to me, Ethan was also smirking at my remark. I made myself comfortable in the seat when Ethan said,”You might want to sleep Evangelic, the journey is long and it might take five hours to arrive at the destination.”

I nodded slowly and yawned softly. I turned to my side facing Ethan and just before I went to sleep, I muttered “Good night Ethan…” to him. He casted a sideway glance to me and smiled.

“Goodnight Evangelic…”

~End of chapter 1~

Me: Damn! I finally remembered a bit of this story! It took me some time to write this.
Ethan: *entered my room* Yo Haru!
Me: Hi Ethan! By the way Ethan, how did you get your license early before your age reaches 16??
Ethan: *stares blankly at me* How should I know? You’re the one who wrote this story.
Me: you got a point there…
Ethan: *smirks*
Me: one day I’m going to wipe that smirk off your face…
Ethan: And may I ask how--?! AAHHH! *trying to get the cat that I just shoved in his mouth out*
Me: *smirks* I told ya tha’ I’ll wipe tha’ smirk of yer face one day!

Ahad, 8 November 2009
Gifted or Cursed? (The Prologue)

Gifted or Cursed? (The Prologue)
I sighed. For what seemed like the millionth time. I have no friends in this stupid orphanage because everyone thinks I’m a monster. I hugged my plush teddy bear Mr. Snuggles as the memories when I was sent here four years ago flash inside my head.
The weather was cold and rain was pouring heavily making loud noises when they hit the car I was in. My parents were whispering quietly to each other while looking nervously at me. I looked at them in confusion. What were they talking about? All I know was that Daddy and Mommy were sending me to a special place for special little kids like me. I was of course happy to be thought as special. Two full hours and we were still in the cold car. After 15 more minutes, the car slowly stops in front of large building.
Daddy asked me to come out as he held an umbrella for me and took my luggage next to me. A mean looking woman came out of the building and she was looking at me with such cold eyes. I looked up at the sign next to her. ‘Welcome to Haplin Orphanage House!’ I looked up at my daddy in horror when he pushed me in the arms of the lady and drove away not even saying goodbye or sparing a glance at me. I wanted to chase the car but I went against my guts as I saw the woman glaring down at me.
“What’s your name you little brat?!” She yelled at me making me flinch. I meekly answered, “E-Evangelic Erina Waters, ma’am…” She nodded and grabbed my left arm harshly as my right hand pulled my luggage. She walked down a hallway and stopped in front of a door. She pushed me in and before she went away, she said, “This is now your room. Just call me Mrs. Hopeless. You understand that brat?!” I nodded weakly. She slammed close the door and I sighed as I sat down on the bed. The room was fairly empty except for a small window around the corner, a dull looking table, a small closet and a door with the sign ‘toilet’ on it.
I grabbed my Mr. Snuggles and hugged him tightly while crying slightly as I think what will happen in the future if my life won’t improve…?
I stopped all my flashbacks and cried more while hugging Mr. snuggles tighter. The tears just won’t stop flowing! Another memory flashed inside my head; the reason why I was called a monster…
“Ouch!” I cried as fell on the ground scraping my knee a bit when someone pushed me from behind. I stood up slowly, crying a little, as I turned back to see who pushed me. It was Joe, the biggest bully in the orphanage. He laughed at my crying face and kept saying that I was a freak and that I’m a sissy. I don’t know why but I felt a surge of power rushing through my veins and I grabbed his shirt roughly as I stared coldly at him.
The next thing I knew, he was squirming and shivering on the ground with his eyes popped open like they were going to fall off of the eye sockets. I put a hand on my mouth as I stared at him horrified. The other kids who saw this ran away screaming maniacally. I snapped out of my daze and ran to my room, cowering in a corner…
I took a shaky breath as I stopped the flashback that made everyone scared of me. That night, Mrs. Hopeless came into my room and gave me the worst beating of my life. She beat me until I was black and blue with some broken ribs and bruises everywhere. I cried so much that night that I cried myself to sleep. The next morning, I was utterly surprised and was mortified to see all my wounds and bruises healed like nothing happened to me at all! I was so scared. ‘What am I?!’ I screamed in my head as I checked for wounds only to find absolutely nothing!
News spread fast about me giving Joe a trauma and that I healed so fast in one night after I was beaten senseless the night before. Everyone in the orphanage was terrified of me. Just by seeing my shadow they would already ran away like a herd of sheep being chased by a big wolf. To top all of my freakiness, I have long, light caramel colored hair and dark blue eyes with a tint of white. People who looked into my eyes might say that they looked like small abysses. My skin was as pale as a vampire skin would be and I always wore black clothes.
I stopped crying and looked up at the ceiling with my hair sprawled all around me. I slowly closed my eyes and the last thought that entered my head was, ‘I wish my life would change…’ Little did I know was that my fate will change in a very short time…

~End of Prologue~

Me: so yeah! I’m rewriting this story since I somehow lost the book I wrote this story in. I almost cry when I lost the book because all of my earliest stories were in there. I hope I could find it… )=