Friday, 12 December 2008
01:18:57 AM (GMT)
Arms wrapped around Tess and lifted her off the ground. "Come on Tess,
let's get you out of here." Wind whipped across Tess' face as her rescuer ran
through the night with her held tightly to his chest.
Tess woke up to the sound of an alarm clock. She rubbed the sand from her
eyes and looked around. She was now back at her house in her own bed. Curiously, Tess
lifted her hand to her face. She vaugly remembered jumping out of the window and
getting a cut on her cheek.... The cut was still there. She hadnt been dreaming....
Tess jumped out of the bed quickly. She frantically searched for her hair
brush. After finding nothing, she walked over to the window. On the ground below her
she could see the shinning handle of the hair brush. She slamed the window shut
I have to be dreaming she thought, none of this could have really
happened. Dad would never try to hurt me, I would never jump out of the
window, and...and... She suddenly fell to the floor. Frantically, she pulled her
left hand in front of her face. The last thing she remembered was feeling a sharp
pain in her her palm. Just as she had feared, a scar had formed.
It was not just any scar though. This scar was black and had taken the
shape of an hourglass. Tess went into hysterics, trying to rub off the scar and
convince herself that she was only dreaming. Her efforts were useless. In defeat, she
slumped back against the wall.
Suddenly, the glass window above Tess shattered. Tess looked down when she
heard the breaking glass, keeping her eyes safe from the flying shards. Her heart was
now racing and her breaths were uneven.
She lifted her eyes slowly. For a moment the world stopped spinning. She
couldnt find her breath as she stared into two deep green eyes. She recognized those
They had always been the eyes avoiding her. Anger rushed through her. She
let her gaze drop down to her hand. This time she was avoiding the green eyes.
Tess tried to speek, but she couldnt. She couldnt think of what to say, nor
did she think she had the strength to say anything anyway. When the words did come to
her, finally, there was no holding them back. They echoed loud and clear, "Holy
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