Post by Minaria Orlando (Ukko) on May 2, 2009 19:10:57 GMT -5
Locked for Love…
By Branden Jimenez
My father locked me up today. I was being a bad girl. When your father is the ruler of the world, he has the right to ground you, even lock you up for that matter.
I hung here, chained to the wall with chains made of a magic called Curses. The room was silent, with the only sound was the drip of water coming from the roof. The sound of rats scurried across the floor. I just hang here with the only thing to look at was the ground and my feet.
My father didn't even let me put my clothes back on, so I hang here with in my birthday suit, chilly and cold. My legs shiver slightly as the cold air travels around them. I hung as my long, silky white hair covers the centers of my breasts. I am afraid. I wish I could have gotten away when I had the chance. For now, I spend my night in this dark, silent prison.
It was already night fall, I could tell by the soothing sounds that the crickets outside made. As the noises were made, I started to become tired. My skin was covered in Goosebumps and my skin was crawling because of the cold, wet air. I had become thirsty with my only chance to drink was the drops that come from the ceiling.
I wondered to myself, “Why am I here? Why did he lock me up?” It was love that got me in here. My little secret was revealed that morning. My father didn’t accept it. He doesn't approve of this love and it is punishing me for it.
My stomach starts to rumble in hunger, I needed food obviously. My eyes slowly started to close as the hunger and thrist started to take it's toll on me.
My love was so forbidden, why? I wonder to myself as my vision started to become blurry. Someone help me, please save me. I couldn’t take it anymore; the hunger than became pain and the thirst became torture. I wanted food, but there was none to be found.
My breath became fast and my heart started to slow. I was too strong to die, but that meant only more pain. I finally closed my eyes, and tried to fall asleep, but the hunger didn’t let me. My eyes started to tear up as I struggled to be released from my chains and run free. But that would not happen.
Eventually, my hunger had caused my body to shut down. I blacked out and hung there, limp.
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I awoke the next morning, my eyes and cheeks red, and the sun shone through the bars of the prison. The door across the room suddenly started to open slowly with a creek that would sound like something from a horror movie.
When the door fully opened, a womanish figure could be seen. It took my eyes a moment to adjust before realizing it was Llyr, a girl almost about my height but younger than me by about 2 years. She had bluish skin, long black hair, emerald green eyes, and fish tails for ears. I usually called her fish girl because of her ears.
She walked towards me and unlocked my chains with a special key she must have got from father. She helped me down and looked into my eyes with hers. We just stared at each other for a moment and then I started to walk towards the door. She just stood there and watched me with her calm eyes and stayed quiet.
Before I left, I turned around slowly and looked at her once again. Thoughts suddenly rush through my head and I started to blush uncontrollably. I let a small smile form on my face and I broke the silence by saying,” I will repay the favor.”
The End
By Branden Jimenez
My father locked me up today. I was being a bad girl. When your father is the ruler of the world, he has the right to ground you, even lock you up for that matter.
I hung here, chained to the wall with chains made of a magic called Curses. The room was silent, with the only sound was the drip of water coming from the roof. The sound of rats scurried across the floor. I just hang here with the only thing to look at was the ground and my feet.
My father didn't even let me put my clothes back on, so I hang here with in my birthday suit, chilly and cold. My legs shiver slightly as the cold air travels around them. I hung as my long, silky white hair covers the centers of my breasts. I am afraid. I wish I could have gotten away when I had the chance. For now, I spend my night in this dark, silent prison.
It was already night fall, I could tell by the soothing sounds that the crickets outside made. As the noises were made, I started to become tired. My skin was covered in Goosebumps and my skin was crawling because of the cold, wet air. I had become thirsty with my only chance to drink was the drops that come from the ceiling.
I wondered to myself, “Why am I here? Why did he lock me up?” It was love that got me in here. My little secret was revealed that morning. My father didn’t accept it. He doesn't approve of this love and it is punishing me for it.
My stomach starts to rumble in hunger, I needed food obviously. My eyes slowly started to close as the hunger and thrist started to take it's toll on me.
My love was so forbidden, why? I wonder to myself as my vision started to become blurry. Someone help me, please save me. I couldn’t take it anymore; the hunger than became pain and the thirst became torture. I wanted food, but there was none to be found.
My breath became fast and my heart started to slow. I was too strong to die, but that meant only more pain. I finally closed my eyes, and tried to fall asleep, but the hunger didn’t let me. My eyes started to tear up as I struggled to be released from my chains and run free. But that would not happen.
Eventually, my hunger had caused my body to shut down. I blacked out and hung there, limp.
------------------------------------------------------
I awoke the next morning, my eyes and cheeks red, and the sun shone through the bars of the prison. The door across the room suddenly started to open slowly with a creek that would sound like something from a horror movie.
When the door fully opened, a womanish figure could be seen. It took my eyes a moment to adjust before realizing it was Llyr, a girl almost about my height but younger than me by about 2 years. She had bluish skin, long black hair, emerald green eyes, and fish tails for ears. I usually called her fish girl because of her ears.
She walked towards me and unlocked my chains with a special key she must have got from father. She helped me down and looked into my eyes with hers. We just stared at each other for a moment and then I started to walk towards the door. She just stood there and watched me with her calm eyes and stayed quiet.
Before I left, I turned around slowly and looked at her once again. Thoughts suddenly rush through my head and I started to blush uncontrollably. I let a small smile form on my face and I broke the silence by saying,” I will repay the favor.”
The End
