Jack was asleep. His eyes were closed, like the eyes of a little kid sleeping. When I was walking to the room, I saw another girl in the room. She was touching Jack's hand.
"Hey! Who are you?" I yells. Then the girl turned around, looking at me. She have my face, is exactly mine.
"What the hell..." I whisper. Elsa was there, sitting in the bed. She was asleep. Edwin was sitting next to her, he was staring at her. Like he always do, but it doesn't counts. Because, he doesn't love her anymore. He just wants her like a friend. Well, that I though.
"Elsa...are you...there?" He asks. Then Elsa opened her eyes, all was blur. Like if something was wrong, but she closed them, and opened fast. The blur, was gone, she could see Edwin's face. His dark eyes, and some purple lips, she didn't had seen. With some marks on his shoulders. He wore a gray T'shirt that shows his shoulders and muscles.
"Hi." She whispers. He laugh, and look away. That look, is when he's sad or mad about something. Something bad is happening, I know that look. He had always do that, when something is really, wrong. She though.
"I all, okay?" Elsa asked.
"To be honest, it's not."
"Jack. He's has a terrible sickness, and I though he won't get out of the hospital."
"Why? Tell me, why."
"He...have...a stroke. They say, he won't survive."
Then she didn't move, her lips started to shake, as same her hands. She put cover her face, with her hands and started to cry. Edwin put his hand in her shoulder, putting her closer, to a warm hug. Then she put her head in his shoulder, closing her eyes. Then, Edwin started to cry too, his tears come out, sliding around his cheeks.
"Who are you?"
I asked to the girl, who was in front of me. She was exactly like me, there was no mess up, not even something wrong.
"So, you're Skylar, the...great and pretty one. My name is Sidney Coutner. And yes, I have exactly 21 as same...you." She said. I looked away, still, not believe this. They wanted to make the game fair, but why this?
"And where you-" But when I turned around, she wasn't there. I fast, run to Jack, he was sleeping, he has no marks. Well, except by his purple lips, and his black lines on his eyes. Then a smile come out from me, cause he was good. Glad that the girl, didn't hurt him. He's my best friend. I put my hand in his cheek. But then my eyes turned white, and a fragments come out. I was in a house, with Edwin. We were standing in front of the door.
"So, we just got here." He says.
"Yep, well goodbye, Ed."
But then he kissed me, pushing me more closer. But then my eyes turned normal, and my body step back.
"What the hell? That wasn't me. It can't be!" I said. Then I let my body fall, in my knees. Then my breath was going more faster, my fears were coming. Jessica was with Victor, walking around the hospital. There was a silent betweent them. No one talked or even look each other. She was his girlfriend, before he could betray her, and transform her in a Actecno.
"So, how have been your life?"
"Well, has been...ordinary."
"Okay, listen. I know you...hate me, cause I don't think that day, that my life would be bad. Sorry, for transforming you, in a Actecno. I just wanted, a different world, where all could be of the same specie. But I realized, that I can't. I'm sorry, okay?"
Victor said. Then she turned to him, and stopped walking. "I forgive you, too." She said. Then he hug her, but Jessica step back.
"What happened?" He asks. Then her blood started to come out from her stomach. As same from her mouth.
"You really, thinked you could make me ashes." Emily started to say. "But remember. A hunter, never dies."
Then Emily's body appear. Victor stare at her, he looked at her. "You." He whispers.
"Okay, today we will start with Folklore (or lore) what's like the brothers Grimm but it consists of legends, music, oral history, proverbs, jokes, popular beliefs, fairy tales, stories, tall tales, and customs included in the traditions of a culture, subculture, or group. It also includes the set of practices through which those expressive genres are shared. The study of folklore is sometimes called folkloristics, and people who study folklore are sometimes referred to as folklorists. The English antiquarian William Thoms introduced the word "folklore" in a letter published in the London journal The Athenaeum in 1846. In usage, there is a continuum between folklore and mythology. Stith Thompson (1885–1976) made a major attempt to index the motifs of both folklore and mythology, providing an outline for classifying new motifs within which scholars can keep track of all older motifs.
Folklore can be divided into four areas of study:
artifacts (such as voodoo dolls) describable and transmissible entity (oral tradition) culture behavior rituals
These areas do not stand alone, however, as often a particular item or element may fit into more than one of these areas."
The teacher of history, says to the class. Were Kolo, study. Then the teacher's phone started to sound.
"Excuse me, a second." He said as he reach his phone, and put it on his ear.
"Hello?" The teacher asks.
"Mr. Brain, please help me!" Kolo says. He has blood in all his hands, as same in his face.
"Kolo? Wh-what happened?"
"My girlfriend, is bleeding, and I have a baby here! Please, come here, help me!"
But then a dark shadow come out, breaking all the windows, and closing the doors. Then the thing took Mr. Brain and pushed him away. Stephanie, was trying to breath, it was hard with blood in her nose. Kolo walk to her, with the baby in his hands.
"How-how do you...remember me?"
She asks him.
"Why won't I?"
"Cause, I make you forget all your love about me."
"But I use, the best I can to not forget. But when you did that, I had to act like if I couldn't hear you, or even see you."
Kolo said. Stephanie started to close her eyes, slowly. And then she fall asleep, her hands get of the mistery color, human. Her cheeks get a little pink, and her lips get red.
"Stephanie...you...look like a...human..." He whisper. Then she wake up. "What happened?" She asks. Kolo look at her, then she look at his hand.
"You're a human."
He said. Me and Edwin just get home, we were walking to the door, then he stand in the edge of the door. I look at him.
"What?" I asks. Softly.
"Nothing. I was just...looking how beautiful, you're." He said. Getting closer to me, then I could feel that his breath was getting even more closer. My head didn't move, I just stay there, quiet and in silence. But his lips, collide with mine. Edwin put his hands in my cheeks, making me more warm. Then he step back a little, but I still can feel his breath.
"Goodnight, Sky." He said to me, then he went inside. I just stand there, looking at the floor. "You want him, right?" It was Peter. He was standing a few feet away, from me. In the cold snow. I stare at him, scared. Without know what to say.
"Peter, do you...see it all?"
"I'm so sorry, I-"
"It's okay, Sky. If you want, to stay with him, stay. I will not bother of that, Sky. Is your choise."
"But you're the father of the baby!"
Peter look deep into my eyes, then he kissed my forehead, saying, "I'm soory, Sky. But I never wanted a baby." He said. Then my body, totally freeze. With my hands shaking. My eyes get cold, and crystalline. My lips were getting purple.
"I'm sorry." He said. With his super-speed, he go away. Making no marks, on the cold ground. Then I turned around, and see Elsa there. She was standing there, I started to cry. Like a little girl, she go downstairs and hug me.
"Did you, saw how he tell me?" I said. She nod and closed her eyes.
"Yeah. I see it, calm down, you're with me now."
She said. Then I step back to look at her face, and I see it, she hasn't change too much. She still, have her hope smile. I smile back. Well, tried.
"Let's go inside." Elsa said.
Then we both go inside.