Imaginary chapter 1: Creations
Age: 6
A little blonde girl sat on her windowsill as she stared out into the pouring rain. Her face was completely emotionless, her lips formed a straight line and her eyes had dark circles beneath them.
She hated the feeling.
Hated the feeling of being alone.
Unwanted.
Unloved.
On that day was the day of her dear mother's funeral. Layla Heartfilla was the woman that had cared for her since she was born and raised her to be positive and also to live up to her morals. However the caring smile and beautiful locks she once known was nothing but a memory all trapped in a little chest somewhere in deep in her heart where she swore would probably take a century to dig out.
She still had her father right? Wrong. Her father once held her very close to him, he would read her bedtime stories every night and smother her with kisses and hell even sing for her during the day and night. But a day after her mother died he felt nothing. No matter how many times she would go up to her father and ask him if he was alright or ask him to cheer up he would simple push her pass him and would not talk to her for the entire day.
The little girl chuckled softly. It was funny, a few days ago she was crying her eyes out and there she was, staring out into the open and not giving a damn about the world.
"Mama is this what it feels like to be alone?" She whispered as her hands touched the glass, "Because I hate it. I don't like it mama." She sobbed.
Pulling her legs close to her chest and wrapped her arms around them she began to cry even louder. Tears stained her shirt, her toes curled up and her hands grasped into a fist.
"Make it go away mama." She whispered, "MAKE IT GO AWAY!"
She repeated it over and over hoping that her wish would come true like in fairytales, to have her shining prince on a beautiful stallion to come and save her and they'll live happily ever after.
Forever and ever.
But dreams don't come true.
Even she knew that, but she just kept believing.
Then suddenly an idea dawned to her. If she didn't want to be alone she could make a friend! Yes, wouldn't that be easier?
She could make the perfect friend, the type that could protect her and always be there for her! Yes! That's amazing!
However whilst thinking of all the ways of making the perfect friend she knew deep in her heart, it was still imaginary.
"Hmm hair…" She bit her lip trying to think of the color, how about pink? That's her favorite color after all. "Yeah, pink. Ooh! Then he'll have a scarf so he won't ever be cold! Then he has to smile all the time so he's always happy! Then he should be always really hungry so whenever I can't finish my food I can always give it to him," She giggled, "Then he has to be funny and really strong! So he can protect me, especially from fire!" She shivered at the thought.
Finally she was done and slowly shut her eyes.
"Hey mommy, ever wondered if cats could fly?" She asked her mother.
"Ever wondered if blue cats could fly?" The two giggled.
"Oh wait! And he should also have a flying blue cat because I bet mama would like that." Her voice softened as she said that but still kept her eyes closed.
"On the count of 3 I'm going to open my eyes and my friends will be there right mama?" The girl smiled. The only replied she got was the sound of thunder from outside, she took it as a yes.
"Alright," She licked her lips in anticipation.
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Her eyes fluttered opened and her mouth suddenly turned into a big, big grin.
"Hey lucy! Let's go and play!"
"Aye sir!"
Hey guys!
So this story will go on like a timeline, sort of like a age timeline. For each age there'll be 2-3 chapters if not more.
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