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Post by Syrena Adams on May 19, 2013 12:27:51 GMT -5
I shouldn't feel this way but somehow I couldn't help it. I feel depressed and as if something is wrong about this place I call home. I'm a freshmen in college and my life is actually pretty good. But.. I feel as if something is missing...
While I think I stop running and stand on the Wickery Bridge to look around. I take a deep breath and close my eyes to concentrate on positive things in my life. I don't need to make myself feel this way. I turn off the music and sigh, while I start stretching my legs. Somehow I feel cold, as if the temperature had changed and look around. I feel like something is watching me...
Another thing I never liked about this place. Sometimes it just feels as if there is someone I can't see but they see me and watch me. Was I just insane? Completely paranoid? Or was there really something going on?
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Post by Jei Hawkins on May 20, 2013 21:47:06 GMT -5
I stood near the bridge, wearing a leather jacket, a pair of blue jeans and a white shirt. I didn't notice how much my style had changed over the past few weeks. I stood there, thinking about what happened only mere nights after moving into this town. The accident, the two people that apparently never existed. They were real, I still had a necklace that proved it. I figured maybe if I stood here long enough I'd remember what happened to me after... why couldn't I remember? From what I heard vampires were supposed to have sharp memories. I remembered the face of the vampire that killed my parents and almost killed me 10 years ago thanks to the transition, but I couldn't remember anything about the vampire that fed me their blood.
I knelt over and examined the ground off of the road near the bridge, thinking I'd find something in the dirt that could help me remember. I heard some music, and footsteps before they both stopped. I looked over to the bridge and saw a jogger standing there, stretching her legs. She looked like she was around my age but I hadn't noticed her in school before.
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Post by Syrena Adams on May 21, 2013 9:30:53 GMT -5
I stop stretching my leg and take a deep breath while I narrow my eyes to see better in the now darkened area around the bridge. Am I paranoid or was there soemone standing. I swallow and take my phone in my hand while I take a step towards the figure. Hello? Is somebody there? I am sure I did see someone? My instincts told me to run away but I couldn't.
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Post by Jei Hawkins on May 22, 2013 15:49:01 GMT -5
She'd noticed me. I didn't want her to think I was some sort of weird creep. I decided that I'd tell the truth or at least most of it. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you, I was in an accident here a couple of days ago. I was hoping I could find something that I lost here." I realized the irony of that statement.
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Post by Syrena Adams on May 23, 2013 18:17:07 GMT -5
I rapidly turned around and looked at the guy that explained me why he was here Oh I'm sorry. I I.. I don't know why I acted that way. I guess I'm just too paranoid, I said as my heart beat slowed down. I put away any phone an slowly smiled at him. Did I know him from somewhere? Maybe from the high school? I'm Syrena. And event gouge Matic falls is little and almost everyone knows each other, I never saw you around.
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Post by Jei Hawkins on May 23, 2013 21:24:44 GMT -5
"My name is Jei Hawkins. My family moved here from Michigan a couple of weeks ago. Nice to meet you Syrena." I said "It's ok. I mean I guess it does look weird that I'm looking through dirt near the side of the road." Paranoia probably would have helped me a few nights ago.
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