Part II
It was
the 9th of the month, Mary Jane found me a little job at
the library so I could talk with scientists who came there everyday
and try to get back home.
One said he might know how to travel in
time...
Even though I was doubting it, was it worth a try ? So this
day we ended up talking until late in the evening or night.
I
finally decided to come home, I mean to Mary's place, the door's lock
was broken so I could enter whenever I want, I just had to know the
trick to open the door.
And as
I was walking up the stairs, I heard a shriek...
The loudest I
ever heard and I could sense fear in it.
I rushed to the door and
before I could do anything, the voice stopped and I heard weird
noises...
I couldn't move...And suddenly, I saw blood flawing under
my feet and I remembered...
Today was Jack the Ripper's last
murder, the one of Mary Jane Kelly which took place
November the 9th, 1888.
Still shocked
by what I discovered, I tried to run away but then... our eyes met.
That
was not a love story like meeting, his eyes where full of hatred
towards her, and me.
I sensed no fear nor panick surrounding him.
Nothing but the smell of death overflowing, red stains on his face,
and a killer gaze.
I knew I had to leave, but know I understand
people in the movies...
My legs wouldn't move an inch, fear was
paralysing them and my whole body and soul froze.
He started walking
towards me, a knife in his hands...
I took a step back but the blood
made me slip. All I could remember was myself falling down the stairs
and everything becoming pitch black.
And
suddenly... I woke up.
As I tried to open my eyes I heard a voice,
''Can you stand up ?'' she said, reaching her hand towards me ;
but all I could do was laying on the ground, watching my
surroundings.
Finally on my feet, I tried to figure out what happened,
the streets looked like all I ever knew : streets full of
buildings, people colorfully dressed and weird rap music I still
can't understand.
I was back.
My friend was there, waving her hand in
front me.
Yeah everything was back to normal, except I was dressed as
a victorian lady and my feet were covered in red.
Oh my dear, I find your story astonishing ! I hope you'll make more of this on the blog
ReplyDeleteI wish I could write other stories too 'v' But I don't think many would be pleased orz And I have no inspiration
DeleteI really understand you Akaniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie !
DeleteWriting and inspiration are very difficult and I know this because I write too :/
Keep writing ! It's a symbol of peace life hahahahahahahahaha ^^
Oh my god that's horrible! Where's Queen V? Please, tell me this was all a dream
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DeleteAnd I suddenly woke up frightened but a calm voice resseared me..
''Hello dear had a bad dream?'' Sitting right next to me with a bright smile on her face, queen Victoria was there. I shouldn't have read newspaper at 2am... It's been weeks since I got here but I'm getting bored.. I guess that this princess-like lifestyle doesn't suit me. And I have to admit I do miss my friends orz I guess it's time to go home... Oh yeah don't forget the fancy food for Aliena...
Before leaving, I had to at least thank my savior: ''Thank you for what you've done for me...These few days were the most beautiful of my life, I'll never forget you.May you stay happy even without me...'' As I said those cheesy lines, I left and came back to my world, where I belong.(but the food couldn't make it though)
(Lee I think a love story between me and the queen is not the better thing to write x) but here's a present)
Wouhouuuu! Poor Queen V... You broke her heart. Where's my food tho?
DeleteGetting 19th century food ain't something easy Aliena x) Well who knows where the turkey I took went...
Deleteoh my god what a ending i hope you will write some more
ReplyDeleteWaah I'm glad you like it I'm happy you guys appreciate my story I could be rolling on the floor right now -////-
DeleteI think it will be great to open a subject in the forum for this ^^
DeleteYou're such a good writer I swear
ReplyDeleteThank you -///-
DeleteYou're article is very good!
ReplyDeleteIt was good
ReplyDeleteSooo great !
ReplyDeleteUnicorn
Well thanks to y'all I'm not such a good writer though orz (Psst.. I wish we could all write stories for the blog Mrs P Many classmates are more used to write stuff than I do x) Quality is hidden out there)
ReplyDeleteSo good honey, i'm proud of you
ReplyDeleteI'm proud too ^^
Deletewoaw that is a little novel you wrote there !!
ReplyDelete-pompom
I had to research things on Mary Jane, she really went to France but I never expected wikipedia to show a picture of her dead body or something uggh I couldn't bare it so I put a piece of paper on the screen x)
DeleteOh yes the second part *.*
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