Left Behind

Lizzy woke up one morning as per usual and got up to go to the kitchen to get some breakfast. On her way back she noticed, There's a lot less people here then usual. It seemed Dreamer was gone alone with a group of various others. She sighed going to her room saying to herself: "Of course i'm left behind, i am the unwanted one. The useless girl, the child with no future" as she quoted more and more of the many things her father once told her daily she paused completely.
"Is it me?" She pondered. Her personality? The facade she put up to hide the truth? Should she show her true self? She asked herself. "Would they still love me?" She asked looking at her orange in her hand. This orange and her had something in common. They both protected themselves with a shell. She sighed as she stood there pondering and deep in thought. She stood in the main hallway leading to all the rooms on the first floor staring down at her fruit.
If she revealed her true self, her real personality would people still like the girl that's left without any thing to hide behind? Perhaps it was for the better, or would it be for the worse.
The floor around her seem to fade in and out of existence as she thought things through. But then she seemed to stop thinking, a flashback playing through in her minds eye.
"I can help you! I can help!" A little green haired girl called to her only friend, a servant's child.
"Y-you sure?" She sobbed.
The green haired girl nodded vigorously as she readied her hands. This was when she had more power, before she realized her truly horrible her magic was and suppressed it. The servant boy watched as the girl's hands glowed and he seemed to rise up in the air, she was trying to get him to the tree but she lost control. The boy let out a scream of pain as he seemed to morph in to a small animal. The green haired girl screamed causing her sister to run out and her eyes widened in horror. The green haired girl not sure what to do ran crying in to the woods.
Lizzy stood there crying caught in space orange rolling away.
triman95:
 
Coming inside from
tossing salt on the ground to prevent ice from forming on these colder days,
Brian always hated this cold days. Nothing to do except tend to animals so they
wouldn't freeze and huddling for warmth around a fire. Shortly after warming up
once inside, the sounds of crying finally dawn on him. "Crying?" he
wonder as he turn around the corner and see Lizzy standing there.
Slowly he walked up to her, not really sure what to do. It been
awhile since he came in contact with emotions like this. "Um... What is
the matter?" he asks as he keeps one of his arm length distances from her.
Miss-Dreamerkat:
  Lizzy shook her
head. "huh?" She asked turning. "Who are you?" She asked.
triman95:
  "I am Brian.
One of the maintenance staff workers here. We really haven't had much of a
chance to talk. Uh... What has you in tears?" he asks as he rubs the back
of his head, looking uncomfortable.
Miss-Dreamerkat:
  "it's
nothing" Lizzy said.
triman95:
  "Well from
what I learned, crying isn't nothing, but I know better than pry into people's
affairs," Brian said as he starts walking to a nearby supply room.
"Well, whatever it is, want to help me out?" He ask as he pulls out a
ladder, a hammer, and a couple of nails. "Some of Christmas decorations
keep falling down and I was ask to look into that. If anything I need someone
to hold the ladder and it might distract you if need be."
Miss-Dreamerkat:
  "okay"
lizzy said.
triman95:
  Rounding out of the
hallway and into another, it can clearly be seen a couple of wreaths have
fallen down as some streamers were not hanging rightly. "Are you sure you
don't want to talk about it?" Brian ask as he hands Lizzy the hammer and
nails as he prop the ladder for the first section. "I know that you barely
know me and all that, but maybe a little chatter maybe?"
Miss-Dreamerkat:
  "no, not
really" she said holding the items given to her.
triman95:
  "Well chatter
about something else then?" he asks as he climbs the ladder with the
wreath in hand. Eyeing the spot where it was last time.
Miss-Dreamerkat:
  "I don't want
to talk" she said.
== Obtained From ==
Left Behind