Post by Shiningcloud on Jun 9, 2011 12:15:21 GMT -6
[glow=red,2,300]A girl with short dark brown hair with bangs entered an abandoned house. Her skin was naturally pale. Her soft blue eyes roamed the living room, "It hasn't changed from what I remember."
This girl had lived in this house several years ago, she left by the time she was six, she was now currently thirteen and her name was Samantha Shione, Sam was what she was known as. She walked down the stairs to the basement that she knew was there.
She wandered down there aimlessly with a hint of boredom, mildly wondering when the ghosts would let themselves be known.
That's why she was there. When she was little, she would complain that people in her closet were bothering her when she was trying to sleep. And, she'd always sensed some sort of presence there, omnious, but not threatening.
Sam wanted to help the lost spirits so they could finally rest, but it seemed they were still a bit shy, only willing to show themselves to little girls with free minds.
Sam gave a sigh and leaned on something, but that something disapeared. Sam jumped as a secret entrance appeared.
"Whoa." she breathed and entered timidly.
She walked down the tunnel to whatever secret this house had hidden for who knows how long.
She entered a secret study.
Sam grinned, "Sweet." She grabbed the nearest book. To her uttermost surprise, the cover was made of orange silk and the pages were a beautiful blue, but the book had no words. There was no story. Sam flipped through the pages, well there were two letters in the back, like in the alphabet.
"X, V? Exvee? I don't get it!" Sam huffed, not noticing the glowing ancient greek symbols, latin scrawls, and japanese words surrounding her.
A strange feeling overcame her, almost like she was glowing. The house she was standing in was swept away with a fiery wind.
Sam began to scream as she lost conciousness.
Unknown to her, nothing would ever be the same again.[/glow]
This girl had lived in this house several years ago, she left by the time she was six, she was now currently thirteen and her name was Samantha Shione, Sam was what she was known as. She walked down the stairs to the basement that she knew was there.
She wandered down there aimlessly with a hint of boredom, mildly wondering when the ghosts would let themselves be known.
That's why she was there. When she was little, she would complain that people in her closet were bothering her when she was trying to sleep. And, she'd always sensed some sort of presence there, omnious, but not threatening.
Sam wanted to help the lost spirits so they could finally rest, but it seemed they were still a bit shy, only willing to show themselves to little girls with free minds.
Sam gave a sigh and leaned on something, but that something disapeared. Sam jumped as a secret entrance appeared.
"Whoa." she breathed and entered timidly.
She walked down the tunnel to whatever secret this house had hidden for who knows how long.
She entered a secret study.
Sam grinned, "Sweet." She grabbed the nearest book. To her uttermost surprise, the cover was made of orange silk and the pages were a beautiful blue, but the book had no words. There was no story. Sam flipped through the pages, well there were two letters in the back, like in the alphabet.
"X, V? Exvee? I don't get it!" Sam huffed, not noticing the glowing ancient greek symbols, latin scrawls, and japanese words surrounding her.
A strange feeling overcame her, almost like she was glowing. The house she was standing in was swept away with a fiery wind.
Sam began to scream as she lost conciousness.
Unknown to her, nothing would ever be the same again.[/glow]