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 Times of Sorrow. Chapter 1. Part 1.
"Shall we save her life... or take it?" He asked wearily. "Or must i choose?"
"Her sentence was not finished Jack... but we shall not kill her yet. She must learn the reason for her death before she dies. As long as she remembers... we may kill her."
Jack looked down from the building and into charlottes window. she was brushing her hair like any other normal girl did before bed. That girl is the one with the hidden power? she looks completley... harmless!!! why shall we kill an innocent girl?

Charlotte went to shut her curtains when she saw a boy and a woman satding on the top of the building next to her mothers apartment. "What the...?" She opened up her window. But now they were gone... no where to be seen... "Hm...? MOM!!!" she yelled. she didnt know why but she was going to ask her mom about her father. She knew nothing about him after all.

"Yes dear?"
"Mom... tell me about... dad. tell me everything- please...?" Charlotte begged. She knew her mother would object but give in eventually.
"Why... all of a sudden?" She looked at her face and realized that she didnt know. "Fine...though you may not believe me... your father was a...i guess you could say a protecter. He protected all people. except not here... not here in the mortal world."
"What do you mean by mortal world? Earth? or just denver?" SHe asked.
"No of course not on EARTH... well, it is still earth... just a different part of it. No one sees it. no one believes it either..."
THE DOOR BELL RANG
Charlotte ran to get it and there stood a boy that she had never seen before... yet he looked familiar. too familiar. "Who are... you?" She said. she could barley breathe.
"Follow me." he said dragging her outside.
"I- i can feel you... all around me... it is as though you thinckening the air i'm breathing..." She said touching her neck.
"I expected the kind of comment from you Charlotte. And i will not tell you my name. You already know it." He was talking i a whisper.
"J-jack..." She murmured. She had never seen him before. but in her dreams she had... somehow...
    Posted by hate_life on 2007-11-17 18:41:01 | Rating: | Views: 75
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sorry that it aint poetry.
Posted by  hate_life  on 2007-11-17 18:42:17 
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