Can someone shut up that dog down the street. He has been keeping me up all night.
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@violetfoxglove
Can someone shut up that dog down the street. He has been keeping me up all night.
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Violet sighed and banged her hand on the steering wheel. Her first night back in town and there would be a storm going on. And her car would break down right next to the place she didn't wanna be by. The graveyard. Getting out, the girl was soaked to the bone within seconds, as she popped the hood and looked under it trying to figure out what to do. Hearing a noise, Violets head shot up, her dark hair hanging in her eyes, the same ones that were darting around looking for danger.
"Look, whoever you are, I have a tire iron and i'm not afraid to use it."
If it’s so confusing why’d you come back?
It's going to sound stupid.
I felt a pull to come back...
It’s like a fucking magnet, right? I was in Maine for a month, happy as a pig in shit, and I still came back. What the fuck, right?
I don't even know anymore. I went and visited my parent's graves. It was time I faced up to the fact that they were actually gone and not just....and I figured that I would stay away from here..I dont know why im back.
What do you mean? It’s pretty much just like every other town except the cemetery here kind of smells like cheese puffs sometimes and I’m not sure why.
This place is haunted. I thought you knew that?
Please let me know if you ever do understand this town. If you do, you should write a book. You’d make a shitload of money off of it.
I know right. It's amazing how this town creeps me out, and yet I can't leave it for long periods of time.
I don't understand this town sometimes, it's just as confusing as it was the day I left.
It would rain when I decided to go for a walk.
Fuck me
"Stupid stairs. I swear to god I hate this house."
I have the worst headache today.
Probably shouldn't of slammed back those four coffees.
No no no no
Walking across the room Anya picked up the notebook dusting the cover off before pressing it firmly to her chest. Knitting her brows together she knealed before the brunette. “No one can stop fate.” She breathed the words with all the understanding and kindness she could muster. “No, no stop..” Anya sighed rubbing her temples going to the girls side. “Don’t- in a situation like this you want to appear small, stay in groups and relax.. Nothing will happen to you..ok? Just talk to me.”
Violet grabbed the notebook from the girl and flipped open the page. Shoving it in the girls face, she knew what she was seeing. An almost exact copy of the cops death was drawn on the paper in front of her. "There is no such thing as fate! I was able to stop this, I could of told him that I saw him die and I didn't I did nothing. That is my fault." Spinning around Violet took a deep breath before continuing. "By te time we are out of here, I won't be surprised if I see everyone's death." It was a morbid thought but it was true.
No no no no
After the intercom crackled revealing another death Anya was to turn back to the cafeteria. It had been no surprise to her, she had seen him, his body strewn up like a dolls. The images flashed but all she could think was thank god it wasn’t Litha. Hurdling back inside she was consumed with the chaos. Her heart ached, her fear heightened. Slowly catching her breath she looked for a safe place only to find a girl crying. “Wh-” Pausing she gently shook her. “Are you ok?
Violet turned around and saw the blonde standing in the doorway. Shaking her head she threw her notebook against the wall screaming. "I saw him die! I looked at hi and I drew his death, and I didn't do anything!" The girl new she was carring on and making a scene but she didn't care. She hated being stuck in here like rats, waiting for some sick freak to make a puppet out of them. Going over to one of the windows she banged on it, cursing the fact that they had locked them tight when they brought the population into the school.
"This is my fault!"
No no no no
Oh really? And what is that? Go untwist those big girl panties of yours that seem to be in a big bunch?
No, for your information, I have to go make sure that we get the hell out of here before anyone else dies. [Violet moved passed the girl to go down the hall. The farther she was away from the blonde the better.]
No no no no
Oh, ouch. If I had a heart or gave a shit, that might’ve actually hurt.
Just go bug someone else. I have something I need to do.
No no no no
Crazy girl say what?
I am not crazy! No go away you stupid bitch!
No no no no
[David approached the girl, debating internally whether or not he should ask her what the problem was. After a while, he finally mustered up enough courage to walk up to her and ask. Maybe just a bit too loud.]
[Violet turned around at the voice and quickly closed the drawing pad she stole from theart class.] N-nothing. I'm just stressed out. [Violet wiped her eyes and looked down, the stress from the death of the guard added onto the pile that was already on her.] I'm sorry for disturbing you.
No no no no
It wasn't supposed to happen like that...[Violet ran her pen over the paper, scratching out the picture she had drawn the previous night. She was supposed to save him, all her pictures told her who to save but she didn't even know the man.]