Post by Freya Macaulay on Feb 7, 2007 14:08:27 GMT -5
Its been a slow and painful way to live life. Im lost for words.
I daresay not many of you know alot about my past or present and probable future. Do you?
Well let me fill you in. I was born roughly 24 years ago. Quite an accident, because you see I was 4 weeks premature. I was born in 1983, May time. I was first born. 21st. That was an excellent year, or so my Father used to say. Mother used to play with me whilst my Father would go to work and become an excellent Aurora. I really looked up to my parents. You could say that they were the best parents in the world. 2 years quickly passed so Mother and Father decided to have another child. September the 19th came along and whoosh, my little brother appeared. Time went by, school was great, I had lots of friends and life was excellent. Until that fateful day. I was 10 years old, my brother, just about to turn 8. We had all decided to go on holiday, but Father had to go away on business. So we stayed at our holiday place. It was a dark time back then. Many murders and Father was the ringleader to capturing them. Soon two men turned up at our holiday home. Knocked on the door, Mother answered it, I was by her side because I felt safer after many years of bullying at Magical Law School.
FlashBack: She welcomed them in with open arms and they were soon chatting with a cup of tea in their hands. They knew I was watching their every move. I swore to hell and back they knew I was there. They killed her. Dymenia, the word tore my heart, life and throat out. I couldn't speak out. I couldn't ask. I couldn't move. I couldn't stop them. She lay there, motionless, tears streaming down my young, rosy cheeks. My mind was screaming as they left the home. I screamed after they had left the home. I stepped out the doors, shouting after them as they sprinted for the nearby woods 'Damn You To The Darkest Depths Of Hell'. I returned and burst into tears by my Mothers side as my Father appeared by my side, he pulled me away from my deceased Mothers body, I screamed and pulled away, hugging my Mothers body, my brother wandered in rubbing his eyes as my Father orders several Auroras to cart us out of the sitting room. The house was cordened off soon after and Mothers body was cremated.
My Father changed quickly after the murder. Too quickly. He soon became distant and, despite our closeness, he beat me, often to wits end. But I didn't care, because together, me and my little brother managed to work together and slowly, over a course of eight years, we figured out who the murderers were. During this time I began my teacher training for either Defence Against The Dark Arts or Flying Coach, two very different lessons, with tw very different outcmes, but the qualifications seemed right for me.
Two months before my 20th birthday I told my Father, after my brother and I finished working it out and comfirming the findings, which we eventually did. My Father took it into his own hands and eventually he decided to capture the people as they were the same people who had decided to start to kill off the family one by one in the most painful manner. My Father sat me down at the kitchen table whilst my little brother was at magical school and we started to talk. He eventually made me, less then 4 months after my 20th birthday, become live bait as so he could capture the people doing this to the family. We eventually caught them, after 2 days of chasing them. After a month testifying in court the sentence was finally passed and 44 murders, six months, an attempted murder and a month later later, they were sentenced to the Dementors Kiss. We celebrated in the blood curdling screams which were heard from the room below. The smiles couldn't be helped.
About 6 months to 9 months later I had a letter come through the post. Quite by surprise. As I was still mourning for my dead family. I was amazed to hear that the letter was from the legendary Blue Crystal Academy and that they were looking for a new Flying Teacher AND a HeadMisstressAND Head of RubyBlaze. I gladly took on the positions and about 5 murders later, after seeing Damion again in my life, and falling for him again, here we are, still fighting for at least some mental takeover from the infamous Riku Harasori. Murderer to the Stars you could say. He was arrested and sent to the easy prison of Azakabahn and since, some people think that he has escaped too easily and is still on the kiling spree despite that three murders in, he was caught and there have been about 2 more since. Riku is all to blame and I fear that it was him who killed my Father back in April 2006 and placed my Brother into a similar coma to Liam Williams. Only this time it was going to be much longer. Much, much longer.
More to come...
I daresay not many of you know alot about my past or present and probable future. Do you?
Well let me fill you in. I was born roughly 24 years ago. Quite an accident, because you see I was 4 weeks premature. I was born in 1983, May time. I was first born. 21st. That was an excellent year, or so my Father used to say. Mother used to play with me whilst my Father would go to work and become an excellent Aurora. I really looked up to my parents. You could say that they were the best parents in the world. 2 years quickly passed so Mother and Father decided to have another child. September the 19th came along and whoosh, my little brother appeared. Time went by, school was great, I had lots of friends and life was excellent. Until that fateful day. I was 10 years old, my brother, just about to turn 8. We had all decided to go on holiday, but Father had to go away on business. So we stayed at our holiday place. It was a dark time back then. Many murders and Father was the ringleader to capturing them. Soon two men turned up at our holiday home. Knocked on the door, Mother answered it, I was by her side because I felt safer after many years of bullying at Magical Law School.
FlashBack: She welcomed them in with open arms and they were soon chatting with a cup of tea in their hands. They knew I was watching their every move. I swore to hell and back they knew I was there. They killed her. Dymenia, the word tore my heart, life and throat out. I couldn't speak out. I couldn't ask. I couldn't move. I couldn't stop them. She lay there, motionless, tears streaming down my young, rosy cheeks. My mind was screaming as they left the home. I screamed after they had left the home. I stepped out the doors, shouting after them as they sprinted for the nearby woods 'Damn You To The Darkest Depths Of Hell'. I returned and burst into tears by my Mothers side as my Father appeared by my side, he pulled me away from my deceased Mothers body, I screamed and pulled away, hugging my Mothers body, my brother wandered in rubbing his eyes as my Father orders several Auroras to cart us out of the sitting room. The house was cordened off soon after and Mothers body was cremated.
My Father changed quickly after the murder. Too quickly. He soon became distant and, despite our closeness, he beat me, often to wits end. But I didn't care, because together, me and my little brother managed to work together and slowly, over a course of eight years, we figured out who the murderers were. During this time I began my teacher training for either Defence Against The Dark Arts or Flying Coach, two very different lessons, with tw very different outcmes, but the qualifications seemed right for me.
Two months before my 20th birthday I told my Father, after my brother and I finished working it out and comfirming the findings, which we eventually did. My Father took it into his own hands and eventually he decided to capture the people as they were the same people who had decided to start to kill off the family one by one in the most painful manner. My Father sat me down at the kitchen table whilst my little brother was at magical school and we started to talk. He eventually made me, less then 4 months after my 20th birthday, become live bait as so he could capture the people doing this to the family. We eventually caught them, after 2 days of chasing them. After a month testifying in court the sentence was finally passed and 44 murders, six months, an attempted murder and a month later later, they were sentenced to the Dementors Kiss. We celebrated in the blood curdling screams which were heard from the room below. The smiles couldn't be helped.
About 6 months to 9 months later I had a letter come through the post. Quite by surprise. As I was still mourning for my dead family. I was amazed to hear that the letter was from the legendary Blue Crystal Academy and that they were looking for a new Flying Teacher AND a HeadMisstressAND Head of RubyBlaze. I gladly took on the positions and about 5 murders later, after seeing Damion again in my life, and falling for him again, here we are, still fighting for at least some mental takeover from the infamous Riku Harasori. Murderer to the Stars you could say. He was arrested and sent to the easy prison of Azakabahn and since, some people think that he has escaped too easily and is still on the kiling spree despite that three murders in, he was caught and there have been about 2 more since. Riku is all to blame and I fear that it was him who killed my Father back in April 2006 and placed my Brother into a similar coma to Liam Williams. Only this time it was going to be much longer. Much, much longer.
More to come...