Start of The Proxy Girls

Start of The Proxy Girls

So a story Gina and I made together, but I accidently was kick out of Qfeast because My Email didn't work with this site so...Take 2 Start of the proxy girls

published on June 14, 201493 reads 7 readers 0 not completed
Chapter 1.
*Minna*Bad Dream

*Minna*Bad Dream

"Thanks for listening." I spoke to another dead victim. I wrote those famous words of mine on the wall then left. I walked to my home sweet home in the woods. It's not that far from town but far enough not to be seen. My little home is simple it's just a fire pit, a couch, and a blanket. that's it. After a little bit of warming up by my fire I grabbed my blanket and fell asleep on the couch.
I was in a blue and black room getting ready for something. It looks important. I left my room and zoomed down a flight of stairs to a person sitting on a couch. It was a girl She was blonde, wore a mask, and was sharpening a pair of rusted scissors. We spoke for a wile then a boy came in. The three of us chatted, and laughed until the boy and I left. We walked ,and walked until we came to a small waterfall . That's when the audio came in.
"Shadow. This place is beautiful. How'd you find it?" I asked in wonder
"Don't know a dream. I guess." The boy shrugged his shoulders. Now that I look at him he's wearing a gray hoodie, blue jeans, and has black hair with green eyes.
"Well this place is amaz-" I was cut off with a sharp pain in my back. I fell to the ground. The last thing I saw was Shadow's back stabbing smile.
"AAHHH!" My voice echoed through the forest as I felt the pain shoot through my back. "Did he kill me?" I asked trying to catch my breath. Before I could even get myself to calm down I heard the rustling of leaves like someone was running. Then I heard voices.
"Come on! It came from over here!" Someone yelled as the rustling got louder. Shit.
"Wait!...Gizem!...Slowdown!" A different voice called out. I grabbed my sledgehammer, but as I did so a pair of rusted scissors pinned my hoodie's sleeve to a tree. Causing me to drop it out of my reach.
"Shit." I whisper-yelled.
"Looks like someone had a bad dream." Someone said in a voice you would use wile speaking with a five year old. I look to my left, and the girl I spoke with I my dream stood by my fire pit. I pulled  the scissors out, threw them, and got ready for a fight.
Minna note
the person in the pic is Minna. It's not the best of my drawings but whateves
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