Wednesday, 6 June 2007
07:25:48 PM (GMT)
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I glanced back at the tree that had fallen moments earlier, "first, let go of the
cup," dalton whisperd.
"huh, oh," i dropped it the plastic crunching "why?"
"look at your hands." he whispered, again.
I turned my hands palm up, my hands were bleeding slighting, probley from clutching
the cup in fear. "oh," i whispered also.
He grabbed my wrist gently, took of his shirt folded it, so it was long and skinny
and wrapped it around my hand, the blood absorbed into his shirt. "there," he said.
"i cant tell you yet, when we get father in the wood i'll tell you everything, okay,
now follow me, and i'll explain on our way, okay?"
"I was born in a magical family, on another planet," he said stepping over a rock and
stepped on a twig breaking it in two as it spiraled up in the air and rebounding off
a tree. So were you, your mom, your real mom, was bestfriends with my mom, taylor,"
he paused so i cut it in.
"what was my mothers name," i said, i could acutully make out a diffrence between him
and people of this planet, his eyes, also my eyes were of more color, more brilliant,
but kayleys weren't,"
"Her name was Zena," he said
"zena, " i mutterd then looked up "could i see her?"
i looked at the ground relizing we had stopped, i blinked, "my moms dead,"
"shes not exactly your birth mother, you were born from Mrs. falterton, and you and
your sister, didn't use to look alike when little,"
"why do know all this and i don't?"
"i was taught this"