“How long are you going to keep doing this to yourself?”
Sophia gazed out of a large window, where outside, she could see the top of dogwood trees bloomed white and pink flower in the backyard. The voice was familiar, yet, Sophia couldn’t find it in herself to care about who the voice belonged to.
“You can always find a new dream, it isn’t too late, come on Soph, please.”
Her shoulders began to shake uncontrollably, the anger she felt, the sadness, and agony that she hadn’t even realized she felt, evaporated into thin air. All because of one word, ‘Soph.’ That all she needed to say, and whatever bothered Sophia at the time, didn’t matter after that. At least, that’s how it usually went, except this time. For her whole life, Sophia
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His gaze met her briefly before the woman spoke,
“Oh wonderful, you’re awake. Oren dear, wait outside while I check on our guest.”
The young man left without a word and closed the door behind him. The woman smiled sweetly at Sophia, although, Sophia didn’t smile back. The woman set on the edge of the bed and smoothed her skirts before she spoke;
“You see, we were beginning to worry, it isn’t everyday Oren brings someone home, especially a human.”
Sophia tilted her head to the side in confusion. Why was that so strange? She wondered silently. As if the woman had heard her thought, she smiled once more and said,
“Since humans are extinct, you can imagine how difficult it is to find one.”
Sophia began to nod her head, but then stopped as her eyes widened in shock, humans…extinct? That was impossible, wasn’t it?
“Ah, I nearly forgot, I am called Hyacinth. How are you feeling? Numb? Nausea? Are you in pain?” Hyacinth asked with a worried expression.
“N-no?”
Hyacinth reached out and placed her right hand onto Sophia’s forehead. “You still have a bit of a fever… I’ll have to ask that you stay in here until your temperature returns to normal...” she murmured, and lifted the front of Sophia’s shirt with her other hand, much to Sophia’s surprise.
“Looks like the herbs are working well, though bandages will have to be changed soon.” She added, her lips turned upwards into a big smile.
“I’ll go fetch you something to eat. We don’t have much, but
“I forgot. Your mother was in your study the night I invited them for dinner. She came in here to have a talk with you. You were slightly incapacitated, at the time, I believe.”
"I have been well," she said. She had looked curiously at Sophia. "Been Well?" she
“They’ll both die if we don’t do the surgery.” Lexie countered. “She’ll go into a coma and we probably won’t be able to wake her up.”
“I’m sorry, hon’. She up and left,” the nurse shrugged, checking my vitals on the monitor. “Everything looks good today.”
World’s held their breath as one single tear rolled down the cheek of a broken queen. Not a sound was uttered as the breath was released and Penelope wiped her cheeks clean of any sign that she had been mourning as she slid out from between the blankets. She crept through her house, though it could have been a stranger’s without her lord to make it a home. As she stepped onto the soft grass a warm wind whispered in her ears.
“This isn’t just one dream. It gets worse night after night. I can’t take any more of this.”
When she was finished, she knew what she had done had been awful. She stood up, did her curtsey, and slowly walked back to her seat. She tried not to cry as she felt every eye in the room fixed upon her, and as she endured the pain from some of the negative comments some people sitting
Anora stood before the mirror, adjusting the loose curls of her hair while watching her lips as she worked her way through the words again and again. She took her time, worked out the shakiness in her voice – she focused on keeping her gaze steady. She tried to stop the tremble in her hands but she just couldn’t.
I see myself in 10 years is becoming a professional athlete I will try my best to get to the NFL of NBA I chose this goal because me and my dad played football all my life and I love it a lot why I chose NBA I been playing for a while and it really fun and I been playing it with my dad what satisfaction it has is having is playing hard and having fun at the same time what relationship it has with school is that you need to as school to get into the NBA my backup plan is to be an electrician
Corbin stood, his tongue making a bump in his cheek as he worried his fang. “Doesn’t catch anymore…how about that”, he murmured. “You are good, Doctor.”
“See, you’re doing better already,” Blood states. She turns on her heels. “Now goodnight, Miss Clarke. I will see you all bright and early in the morning.”
“If you need anything please let us know!” he said smiling, “The nurses will be checking up on you throughout the day.”
I hear a deafening scream from what sounds of across the lane. It was from the fair lady next door. Oh, how despondent I felt for her, an adolescent that was a work of art now gone. The child’s blonde hair always bounced when she skipped
For months her family was in sorrow. She got used to the fact that her mother was now with her in a different way. But Cecilia still couldn't understand why no one else had the connection with her like she had.
“Sophia watch out!” I scream. I’m too far away to get to her, and I hear her scream. When the car swings out at her, she makes a face that sticks in my mind forever. Every night my dreams are haunted by her face. Some nights it’s all I witness.