BrokenFell

BrokenFell

"I fell down. I fell in love with your Broken, beautiful Soul"... Tears will fall, so will this young child..

published on October 20, 201616 reads 12 readers 4 not completed
Chapter 1.
Open your eyes

Open your eyes

She wore all she could a White top with a big pink heart on it. And black shorts as she climbed trying to get away from all the pain. Only to cause more real pain, her name Chiara (pronounced; Kee-Ar-a).                                                                              
                                                                                                                                                                                              
The tears fell making my top go slightly see through. I was at the top, pain left me, like a mouse running from the Owls clutches. Only a few whisps of light filled the Sky as the sun went dow, slowly but surely. Nothing mattered, it had to be done... I stared into the darkness of the night and New what I had done as soon as the North Star blinked at me. I got up to turn back but bony hands gripped my small waist. I couldn't fight, I didn't, all I did was close my eyes but the sound on hitting the ground stopped me. I opened my eyes and then all I saw was black. I couldn't see, any way out of this mess...
                                                                                                                                                                                              
                               
"Child, wake up" a sweet voice filled my ears. Blinking back the light apeared over me. "Now my child what is your name?" Looking up at where the voice came from, a white-grey goat stood over me with a sweet smile planted on her face. "Chiara" I said Observing her clothing. She wore a purple tank top with dark blue in the middle with a red Heart and wings. She seemed nice enough. "Ahh my child my name is Tori" she spoke as sweet as strawberry pie thinking of which that made me hungry. "Child you must be starved let me make you butterscotch pie" I nodded as she led me into the clean and sparkling kitchen, the cupboards were filled with pastry and only a few other bits and bobs. She took the pastry and started making the sweet pie. As she did that I went into what I thought was the lounge, and sat down to wait...
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TylerWay
Will you continue this story?
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WolfRavena_CharaLover_UT_FNAF
Maybe one day...
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on March 21
WolfRavena_CharaLover_UT_FNAF
AHahahhahahah lol thanks
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on October 21, 2016
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on October 20, 2016