A new update will come out every single day, as I writing a bunch of these in advance.
![Forgotten Souls: Chapter 2-[BIC]A new update will come out every single day, as I writing a bunch of these in advance.
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Last chapter we got a look at Evelyn's death and how her old life went, but now is Jacqueline, the "girl" with nothing and everything.
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Jacqueline Cei Vii
The chatter of party guests ran throughout the room behind the door. It was her 16th birthday, but her dad had put on a party because of the sales sky rocket.
16 years of being locked in a house, being home schooled. It was a nightmare, but she got through. The little friends she did have were servants of the mansion. But even they seemed put of by her appearance.
Her sister had died before she was created. Though they weren't really sisters, her blood was real.
Even though she was 16, she had a short body, 2 large red eyes, and her skin was a stitched up grey material. Her ears were under the "skin" and she didn't have eyelids. Her eyes were probably glass, from her knowledge. The mouth she had, like everything else, was just put on. Yes, she had a tongue, but no taste buds. It was all the same, bland taste to her. Being short meant she was only four feet tall, and if she smiled, her mouth barely moved. Even though she was made in a factory and couldn't actually be classified as male for female, she preferred being called female.
Groaning, she turned away to her room, probably the only good thing she has. The door to her room clicked open. Her large bed in the room with the blue blankets, which matched her outfit.
The yellow shirt and blue overalls. It wasn't as fancy as some of the servants thought, she liked it. Closing the door behind her, she sighed. Her room was cold, though she preferred that. Going over to the bookcase, which was a little bigger then her.
She couldn't reach the one she wanted, but then something happened. A hand, one with a white and black fabric. It grabbed the book, giving it to her.
Turning around she saw a boy, maybe as old as she is. He had long black hair and a purple steak. The uniform he wore was black and white, and a red tie. Pale skin and golden eyes.
"Ah, thank yo-" he disappeared, her ragged and shaking voice, going as well. Shifting awkwardly, then saw a flame.
The candle she had set before had caught onto the drapes. "Oh no..." she mumbled, looking for a water source, but none was found.
The flames fluttered and started burning the whole room. Running over to the door, she went for the door, but it was burning hot. The flames went
Her vision went black, she felt her clothing burn. A type of green sweat went down her face. That moment whatever she had disappeared...
The boy from before was in the corner, a sad look on his face. The golden eyes he had switched to a violet color, then faded back to gold. A sad and almost depressed look on his face and fire burned the room and people flooded the room.
Comments (2)
I like your word choice and writing style. It feels good when I'm able to imagine what's happening as I read
Thank you so much!