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Teresa's side of the story.
The world was still young and people still lived by old traditions.
Kids ran around in fields got into some trouble helped there parents farm. Most people were just regular hard-working people… Except for one family. This family was different, they weren’t just some “Farm people.” The mom was a warrior, She fought battles and was a Hero. She could take out 20 balverines with no problem. The dad wasn’t much of a warrior but he saved the mom from death. The children knew nothing about this… They were hidden from the past, until that one day…
It was a Sunday evening on the sister’s birthday, not to much different then any other day. When Teresa wrote in her diary as she always does. “I had another dream… I can’t quite remember what happened oh well, Its my birthday today! Mother is coming home I hope my brother hasn’t forgot about my birthday again…” After I finished my diary I went down to the store to see if they were opened… but they weren’t, typical of a Sunday evening… I went up the hill in Oakvale and saw this kid getting bullied… I tried to stop him but he just pushed me out of the way… so I went down to the field to play and think until it was time for mother to come home.
“Hello sister!” said Hijia (Teresa’s brother)
“Hello little brother, I hope you haven’t forgotten abut my birthday like last
year…”
“ Umm… I haven’t umm… I’ll be right back.”
I knew he forgotten he usually does… Oh well nothing will spoil this day! I started to walk out of the field when I saw my brother coming back.
“I told you I didn’t forget about your birthday!”
“Ha, Oh well lets go home, mother will be back soon.”
My brother starts to walk towards the exit and before he walks out I feel as if something’s wrong…
“Wait!”
“Huh?” Hijia says.
(Random guy)…”BANDITS!” *Pants loudly running towards the field*
“Oh no!” I say remembering my dream in horror.
“It’s happening again you must hide!” My brother jumps the fence and hides in a bush.
“Got one!” yells a bandit as another person is cut in the background.
I struggle but it’s no use the bandits grip is to tight…
“Where is the kid little girl?” I looked up at this horrible looking man.. His face was so scarry and ugly I wanted to puke…
“What are YOU staring at little girl!” Then I felt the most painful thing I have ever experienced in my life… He cut out my eyes.
“AHHHH!!!” he then threw me to the ground and left…
I crawled for I don’t know how long until I finally was picked up by someone…
“Ah look at this one… aint she so cute.” Hahahaha!
“Put me down!” I screamed and kicked at him until he finally put me down…
“Little girl… we just saved your life…”
“Wh.. Where is my brother!?”
“What… Oh must have been one killed in the raid.
“Who are you!?”
“I am the best bandit you will never see hahaha!”
“Please help me!”
“Quit your belly aching we’ll get you to the camp in no time…”
When we got to the camp I heard hundreds of noises… I’ve never heard so many sounds at once… I heard fire crackling people gulping down beer, talking, clanking of two swords touching, tents being set up and more… When we finally stopped I felt like I had a better power than being able to see… I was able to hear and smell so good… I thought I knew what everything was…
“Eh boss.”
“Wha.. Oh you found another survivor of the raid?”
“Yeah this one is missing her eyes though Hahaha!!!
Then I hear a clean slice and then I smelled blood… I’m pretty sure he just cut off that bandits head…
Sounds a little dumb, Might even suck... sorry if it does.. Im gonna make the story from teresa's view the hole story...
Chapter 1.
Teresa’s side.
Teresa’s side.
The world was still young and people still lived by old traditions.
Kids ran around in fields got into some trouble helped there parents farm. Most people were just regular hard-working people… Except for one family. This family was different, they weren’t just some “Farm people.” The mom was a warrior, She fought battles and was a Hero. She could take out 20 balverines with no problem. The dad wasn’t much of a warrior but he saved the mom from death. The children knew nothing about this… They were hidden from the past, until that one day…
It was a Sunday evening on the sister’s birthday, not to much different then any other day. When Teresa wrote in her diary as she always does. “I had another dream… I can’t quite remember what happened oh well, Its my birthday today! Mother is coming home I hope my brother hasn’t forgot about my birthday again…” After I finished my diary I went down to the store to see if they were opened… but they weren’t, typical of a Sunday evening… I went up the hill in Oakvale and saw this kid getting bullied… I tried to stop him but he just pushed me out of the way… so I went down to the field to play and think until it was time for mother to come home.
“Hello sister!” said Hijia (Teresa’s brother)
“Hello little brother, I hope you haven’t forgotten abut my birthday like last
year…”
“ Umm… I haven’t umm… I’ll be right back.”
I knew he forgotten he usually does… Oh well nothing will spoil this day! I started to walk out of the field when I saw my brother coming back.
“I told you I didn’t forget about your birthday!”
“Ha, Oh well lets go home, mother will be back soon.”
My brother starts to walk towards the exit and before he walks out I feel as if something’s wrong…
“Wait!”
“Huh?” Hijia says.
(Random guy)…”BANDITS!” *Pants loudly running towards the field*
“Oh no!” I say remembering my dream in horror.
“It’s happening again you must hide!” My brother jumps the fence and hides in a bush.
“Got one!” yells a bandit as another person is cut in the background.
I struggle but it’s no use the bandits grip is to tight…
“Where is the kid little girl?” I looked up at this horrible looking man.. His face was so scarry and ugly I wanted to puke…
“What are YOU staring at little girl!” Then I felt the most painful thing I have ever experienced in my life… He cut out my eyes.
“AHHHH!!!” he then threw me to the ground and left…
I crawled for I don’t know how long until I finally was picked up by someone…
“Ah look at this one… aint she so cute.” Hahahaha!
“Put me down!” I screamed and kicked at him until he finally put me down…
“Little girl… we just saved your life…”
“Wh.. Where is my brother!?”
“What… Oh must have been one killed in the raid.
“Who are you!?”
“I am the best bandit you will never see hahaha!”
“Please help me!”
“Quit your belly aching we’ll get you to the camp in no time…”
When we got to the camp I heard hundreds of noises… I’ve never heard so many sounds at once… I heard fire crackling people gulping down beer, talking, clanking of two swords touching, tents being set up and more… When we finally stopped I felt like I had a better power than being able to see… I was able to hear and smell so good… I thought I knew what everything was…
“Eh boss.”
“Wha.. Oh you found another survivor of the raid?”
“Yeah this one is missing her eyes though Hahaha!!!
Then I hear a clean slice and then I smelled blood… I’m pretty sure he just cut off that bandits head…
Sounds a little dumb, Might even suck... sorry if it does.. Im gonna make the story from teresa's view the hole story...
