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Leory Malger, 22. Northedame, Paris. 5.6.1540. 18 hundred hours.

She shrugged of her arm, but stayed there as Giselle continues to watch on.

My mother would always said, that she would love to meet the girl i'll be marrying. So, i introduced her to Giselle Malger. She starred down at her, with a distant look in her eyes. And after we left to start our own family, with our own white house, she barely visits. When i visit her one day without Giselle with me, she said my wife isn't right for me, and how she said i was blind and she knows that i regret my decision once i realized it. But my dad was the opposite. He was always encouraging me to continue the family's tradition, get rich, and carry that on to my kids. He didn't understand that i wanted something different, something untouched and that girl who god payed more attention too. Now, i completely understand my mother. And she was right- i regretted marrying Giselle.

"She was trying to steal my watch you brought for me." i blurted out, telling the truth.

Giselle looked down at her like she's some trash, and she snatched the watch out of Mystery's hand,
"let's go baby, i haven't even done buying things yet." she tried to pull me away, as i quickly think of an excuse of staying. "But we need to do something to her. We can't let her go off like this." i suggested, and Mystery rolled her eyes.

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Hermonie Salome, 17. Notherdame,Paris. 5.6.1540. 19 hundred hours.

When i was younger, 7 to be exact, i was living my nightmare. Me and Zita was squeezing our selves through the large crowd, with strangers moving like shadows. We weren't anything special, we aren't things that sparkle, but we had each other. She was two years older than me, so she takes the responsibility of my big sister. Me and Zita got lost, i find that surprising, because we were holding hands. People were hallowing animals, they were sweating, hoping they could buy their things and get back to their homes as quickly as possible. One thing, that would scar both of me and Zita will remember, that we don't have one like everyone else. That, we're just loners who would live on the streets, that we aren't those perfect girls who walk in a room and sparkle. We're nothing. But, you don't love someone because they're perfect, but in spite the fact that they're not.
See? As much as you want to let go of a bitter sore memory and leave the world, you are still stuck with it. It's like, it know's your address and it shall haunt you for the rest of your life.

I woke up with my headache that day, the sun wasn't shining, and there was no people. This part of the town was fill with shadows, with anxious bugs and no one around. It's full of dark, nightmares that you fall into and never get out. It's a living bitter town. I started trembling, feeling numb and nothing. I couldn't even feel my legs, i never knew i was walking- no, crashing with my head spinning with no clue or whatever. I was alone, and i feel like i was going to drown myself with my own tears.

But in the end, though, even i didn't know why the fuck was i there, i saw zita screaming my name so i clawed to her feet, collapsing. When she picks me up, i do not say anything. My eyes are dried and i could see through anything.

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I started to tremble at the returning memory of the haunted. I started shaking literally, stumbled at the sight ,where the owner of the watch i was supposed to stole from and his wife, took me too. It was my past, it was my shadow nightmare, and nothing really had changed. There was still no sun here, it's like hell. With no one around, it's a blankly of a town. The wind shivers, swaying around teasing. I bit my bottom lip, as he notices me wrapping my arms around my self, acting as if i just came out of falling into a lake of freezing water. I was all nothing, and blue. And this time, i don't have zita to be my savoir again. I was older, and i was with complete strangers who i know, plans to kill me.

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[fallenJONAS]

You can't kill her!

No!

Dammit, No!

Leroy is going to let her go, right?

Right?! >:O

[JonasBrothersXOLover]

OMG dont kill Hermionie : O

Zita needs to come to the rescue :P

Love it as always : )