Ihavetheawnsers
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She was running away, as far away as she could get. My eyes were locked on her, every movement, I observed, determining the right second to attack. This one was a strong one, I’ve been trying to bring her down for days now. But she just kept persevering, no matter what I threw her way. The girl stopped, and seemed to look directly at me, even though I knew it was impossible, since I was camouflaged completely. Once she turned away, I dropped from the tree I was sitting in, and grabbed the girl by her neck, turning her head so she was facing me.
“Bloody hell Katherine.” Whispered the girl, obviously in pain. She breathed in deeply, grasping my hand that was still on her throat. “Try to kill me, I dare you too. I’ll just live through the pain, and tell everyone who you are and what you do.”
“Oh, silly child.” I said, laughing loudly. “I can’t be known, that’s the whole reason I’m here. The fact that you, some innocent kid, could ruin my secret, is un-acceptable. I must stay un-known. The fact you even know my name is a warning signal. Since you went out of your way to find out more about me, your time is up.” I tightened my hand around her neck, watching her last breath escape her lips. “Ding, dong, the bitch is dead.”
Please keep in mind that I am 12, and this is a rough draft. The reason I'm asking you, is because I want to know what to improve on and such.
Yes, I did swear once, put your big girl pants on and deal with it.
The story is actually about the story teller, the other girl was just a secondary character.
“Bloody hell Katherine.” Whispered the girl, obviously in pain. She breathed in deeply, grasping my hand that was still on her throat. “Try to kill me, I dare you too. I’ll just live through the pain, and tell everyone who you are and what you do.”
“Oh, silly child.” I said, laughing loudly. “I can’t be known, that’s the whole reason I’m here. The fact that you, some innocent kid, could ruin my secret, is un-acceptable. I must stay un-known. The fact you even know my name is a warning signal. Since you went out of your way to find out more about me, your time is up.” I tightened my hand around her neck, watching her last breath escape her lips. “Ding, dong, the bitch is dead.”
Please keep in mind that I am 12, and this is a rough draft. The reason I'm asking you, is because I want to know what to improve on and such.
Yes, I did swear once, put your big girl pants on and deal with it.
The story is actually about the story teller, the other girl was just a secondary character.