My parents who found me think it was weird for parents to have there children wear collars with no name.

    When power falls to weakness, we get humans. I looked at these words on my collar that when I was a baby I was born with. My parents who found me think it was weird for parents to have there children wear collars with no name. So they gave me a name or the first word I said Liana. My parents thought of me as a beautiful child with my brunette/red mix hair and blue/green eyes. They have always loved me and cared for me since they found me in front of their doorstep.

    “Liana! Are you ready for the trip? Arcelia is starting to choke on boredom!” My mother joked impatient of me taking so long. I laughed, my friend Arcelia probably was fake choking out of boredom. Arcelia’s hair is a deep black and her eyes are dark almost black brown. Not commenting to my mom’s words I quickly put on the collar of sixteen years ago while wearing my normal blue jeans and white turtle neck that I wear everyday, cold or hot, then I went to the kitchen where my mom and Arcelia were at.

    Arcelia was fake choking until she saw me then mocked, “Damn your slow, I swear the fat lady that sings is faster then you!” I pretended to be offended then I looked for some food in the kitchen.

    Arcelia stops me, then tells me, “We’ll get food at the taco shop, before we go to the forest to camp.” I smiled and happily walked outside to go to Arcelia’s car across the street.  So peaceful and calm! I can’t wait to go to the forest! Something about it always just made me feel at home. I look up at the beautiful blue sky, there are no clouds. So I look for one as I cross. Where are you little cloud? I giggle at the thought.

    Suddenly I hear panic arise from Arcelia’s voice as she yells, “Liana watch out!” I hear a beep from a car horn, and close my eyes about to get hit. I see nothing, but feel a wind. Oh maybe NOW the cloud is going to appear… to bad it’s going to be red. Something grabs me. My jut open in shock as I look up and see a person wearing a collar like mine, then I look around expecting to be dead but see I’m on the sidewalk near the car door…

    The boy I see looks around sixteen like me,has silver hair, light red eyes, the red almost frightening but exciting too. Like a flame about to spark.  He remarks, “Watch where you walk little girl, or you may just get hurt.” I looked at him amazed how fast he went across the street. I could barely feel the movement! He looked at me then asks, “Where might you be going on a wonderful day like this?” He got closer and I started to answer but, Arcelia stopped me in my tracks coming between us.

   Arcelia glared intensely then angrily questioned, “What might a person of your class be doing in this humble neighborhood?” By class she met that he was rich, I thought he was going to walk away and admit some form of defeat but instead he calmly replied, “Just taking a walk around to look at the nice houses, and what might a child like you be doing with car keys?”  He smirked, obviously insulting her.  This would be a perfect time for me to hide…

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  • Adam Henry Sears on Dec 26, 2008

    Hi twoface, how are you?
    I liked this one a lot,… of course I love werewolf stories, so I’m a bit biased on that end of it.
    I looked at your profile,… I know sign-language, my mother’s deaf. Anyway, take care, and thanks for sharing.

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