Season Three

Helia's P.O.V

I sat there in the gras waiting for you. I know it’s been two years since u have ran away from everything u ever knew, but I still hope for that dag u come home. I know u ran away to protect yourself, but I wish u would have told us why u left. So I found out for myself, and I now know u left because if u didn’t u would have been killed. I just hope wherever u are that u are happy. Also I just want u to know that no matter what I will always love u even if u have to verplaats on. I know the dag will come when I get to see u again even though I know...

In Flora's P.O.V

It's been a jaar since we broke up, and even though I’m not there with u know I still hurt too. The thought of that night still haunts because u choose her over me and I really thought that u loved me. I guess I was wrong. As I sit back and think about last homecoming where I thought I was supposed to be your datum to the dance after the game; yet, I was wrong u went to the game with her and kissed her right in front of my eyes. I was cheering on the field, but u sat there kissing her on our 3rd anniversary. I ignored it because when I looked away to dry my eyes and...

P.O.V

One jaar geleden was Halloween 2012 and it was the dag a group of vrienden went into the haunted house on Mulberry Lane, but only twelve of the thirteen came out when a blood curdling scream sent them running out of the shabby old house on the corner. They were so scared when a week later the police investigated the house only to find traces of her blood on the floor on the long hallway upstairs. Now a jaar later those twelve have decided to come back to see if they can find little old me. They thought I wouldn’t survive in this house since flowers need light to grow, but they were right...

Dry lightning cracks across the skies. Those storm clouds gather in her eyes. Her daddy was a mean old mister. Mama was an angel in the ground. The weather man called for a twister. She prayed blow it down

It was March 1st. I should have been happy that it is my birthday, but how could I when everything around me is a wreck. I wish I could just cry away the pain from all this misery. I look out my bedroom window and I see lightning strike a boom down. I feel the pain of the tree, and I cannot help it; however, I don’t feel any meer pain that I previously did. I wish my mom was still around....