HelplessA Story by Lunar Lightning
I can't honestly say I've ever liked her all that much, though I do admit to admiring her in almost every aspect, she is strong in her own way, self motivated, beautiful, and she somehow makes everything work out; the opposite of me basically. Though, I never thought I would see her like this... I almost couldn't hide the shock on my face when he helped her up the stairs; she was too weak to even make it up the stairs. I thought that was the extent of the help she would need, before I saw her that is, but one look and I knew she could hardly life her own hands without assistance. Her skin was pale, like an off white marble color, and looked like there was simply no blood left in her body. It looked like it was melting off of her body, or perhaps like it was a loose second skin, only there to hide her real, perfect skin. The look on her face was a mixture of pain and helplessness, the woman who has so much pride, reduced to fraility and pain, no matter how temporary.
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12 Reviews Added on March 19, 2010 Last Updated on March 19, 2010 AuthorLunar LightningBoney Lake, WAAboutMy name is Antonia Gabrielle Jones, I am 16, and I am a million contradictions, all wrapped up in one human being. I am an optomistic pessimist, outgoing shy girl, violent passivist, bluntly honest pe.. more.. |

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