Hiya, the names Aurora Faye Boudreaux. I've been thinking about how the worlds changing. I figured my life story could be of some intrest.
So i begin......
The dampen grass, cool on my skin sends shivers down my spine. I never liked the cold. The moon tonight was full and bright shimmering down upon me. I could point out every star. It's what i Amore most about living out here. Mire is a little country town in South Louisiana i've grown up in my whole life. It's very peaceful and everyone knows one another. I live on the outskirts of town so the night is dark and peaceful. All my 20 years of being on this earth and looking at the stars i've never once seen a shooting star. " How beautiful one must be." Just then a beautiful white glimmer came shooting acrossed my land, falling behind the albero line at the end of my property.
I closed my eyes so tight i thought they would stay stuck shut. "I wish for immortality, for i am only scared of death." The wind seemed to pick up and a chill ran acrossed me. I could swear i was hearing whispers. "Lord im going crazy." I stood and whistled for my trusty companion, Pistol. I could hear his holves pounding in the distance. A massive beautiful black stallion with big dark brown eyes, just like my owne, stoped inches from my face. I placed my hand on his neck. " Hiya boy ready to go home?" He knelt befor me,i walked to his side and flung one leg over as he came to a stand. Bare back is the best way to ride, but his saddle made him stand out. A deep blood red and silver
could catch anyones eye. It made him look dangerous and intense just like me. Were like two peas in a pod. If youd see me though te wouldn't think i could be dangerous.
I'm as loving as a big fluffy teddy bear. I stand just five feet six with long dirty blonde hair that reaches my mid back. I'm slinder, a Coca Cola bottle figure. I have two beauty marks, one on each side of my face right above my upper lip. They been there my whole life, its my weakness. Everyone notices me. The ones who honestly know me stay there distance. It's not good to anger me. You'll see in time.
We finally make it home after crossing my fifty acers of land. My home stands on a collina schiaffo, smack in the middle of my property. I live in a three bedroom two bath metal home. It's very spacious very clean, ( specialy for a farm house ). I'm a total neat freak, think i might have OCD. I lead Pistol to his stall, its very big. His very own home. I try to make him as comfortable as i can. I have a big cuore for critters. I'll swerve to miss anything in the road and stop to help a tartaruga cross. I gave Pistol his cena and saved all my belongings. I closed the fienile, granaio door."Good night boy." As i turned to head home a figure caught my eye and stoped me dead in my tracks. It looked like a man in a duster just standing there da the trees. My breathing slowed. I couldnt decide wether to run and grab my shot gun are just ask what he needed. Of course my big cuore always won. " Hiya can i help ya?" Within in the blink of an eye he was standing befor me.
I think i stoped breathing. He kept his face angled down and he was dressed in all black. All i could make out was his silver studded boots and a single chained attraversare, croce earring that hung from his upper right ear. A owl whooted in the barn, i almost jumped out my skin. Sudden noises always shake me. " So sir......what can i help te with?" I stood Frozen waiting. My mind whirrling. Will i die, after i made a wish to be immortal? I hadn't realized i was zoned out in my owne little world. When i came back to the here and now i was starring into the deepest blood red eyes te could ever imagine. My scream was blood currling. When it was silent he was standing behind me, grasping the left side of my face with his ice chilling hand. His other was placed on my throat, putting pressure ever so slightly. He purred into my ear, his romanin accent sending chills down me. "I am here to forfill a destiny." My cuore sank. Then a throbbing pain pirced the side of my neck.
In the distance i could hear Pistols crys. I was able to look toward the barn. Suddenly there was a thunderous boom. I could see wood flying every where. My vision started fadding and the throbbing had subside. I glimpsed pistol running toward me. He slid to a hault and turned, he picked his back leg up then my body faltered and down i went. I awoke to hard breathing. Pistol laid beside me. I looked around to see a body, there was nothing. " What the...." Then it hit me. I could hear the cars on the high way miles away. Every single beat of my cuore was intense to my ears. I could smell everything, see everything. I could pin point anything and tell te every single detail. The shock over whelmed me and i ran. I ran straight through my house to my master bathroom. I stood frozen, my back to my full bacheca mirror.
I took a deep shaky breath and turned around. There starring back at me were two big dark brown eyes with blood red outlining. My once rosa lips were now a bright red. My tan skin did not differ. My skin was also flawless. No scars no bags under my eyes. I looked ten years younger. My once decent build was now più defined. " What am i?" I started feeling un easy on my feet. My stomach felt as though it was on fire. I went to my cucina and rummaged through the fridge. I took out last nights crawfish and put it in the microwave. I sat on the counter waiting to hear the ding. I placed my hands on my face. Shivers ran down me, i was ice cold. My hands franticaly ran over my body. Every inch was the same, chilling to my bones. " Not this please, i hate the cold." Now my body would never be warm no matter how close id stand to a fire. "DING" I almost fell off the counter. " I sure hope Cibo taste the same." I took a crawfish and placed it on my tounge. I could taste every single spice it was as though i was più alive then ever.
A knock at my door shook me and i droped my bowl. "One minute." I picked up my mess and headed to the door. I stood Frozen once again. I reached for my shot gun laying da the door. I opened the peep hole and willed myself to look. There stood a black haired little girl holding a tattered teddy bear. She looked as though she was from a time way befor me. She wore a deep purple and black ball gown. Her makeup above her blood red eyes matched her purple dress. I placed my shot gun down, not my better judgment. I opened the door. There she stood glancing up at me with thoes deep red eyes. Pistol stood behind her. He seemed so calm. " I am here to help te understand who te are." Her voice was not fit for a child but for a old wise woman. " te are very special Aurora, there is no other like you."
So i begin......
The dampen grass, cool on my skin sends shivers down my spine. I never liked the cold. The moon tonight was full and bright shimmering down upon me. I could point out every star. It's what i Amore most about living out here. Mire is a little country town in South Louisiana i've grown up in my whole life. It's very peaceful and everyone knows one another. I live on the outskirts of town so the night is dark and peaceful. All my 20 years of being on this earth and looking at the stars i've never once seen a shooting star. " How beautiful one must be." Just then a beautiful white glimmer came shooting acrossed my land, falling behind the albero line at the end of my property.
I closed my eyes so tight i thought they would stay stuck shut. "I wish for immortality, for i am only scared of death." The wind seemed to pick up and a chill ran acrossed me. I could swear i was hearing whispers. "Lord im going crazy." I stood and whistled for my trusty companion, Pistol. I could hear his holves pounding in the distance. A massive beautiful black stallion with big dark brown eyes, just like my owne, stoped inches from my face. I placed my hand on his neck. " Hiya boy ready to go home?" He knelt befor me,i walked to his side and flung one leg over as he came to a stand. Bare back is the best way to ride, but his saddle made him stand out. A deep blood red and silver
could catch anyones eye. It made him look dangerous and intense just like me. Were like two peas in a pod. If youd see me though te wouldn't think i could be dangerous.
I'm as loving as a big fluffy teddy bear. I stand just five feet six with long dirty blonde hair that reaches my mid back. I'm slinder, a Coca Cola bottle figure. I have two beauty marks, one on each side of my face right above my upper lip. They been there my whole life, its my weakness. Everyone notices me. The ones who honestly know me stay there distance. It's not good to anger me. You'll see in time.
We finally make it home after crossing my fifty acers of land. My home stands on a collina schiaffo, smack in the middle of my property. I live in a three bedroom two bath metal home. It's very spacious very clean, ( specialy for a farm house ). I'm a total neat freak, think i might have OCD. I lead Pistol to his stall, its very big. His very own home. I try to make him as comfortable as i can. I have a big cuore for critters. I'll swerve to miss anything in the road and stop to help a tartaruga cross. I gave Pistol his cena and saved all my belongings. I closed the fienile, granaio door."Good night boy." As i turned to head home a figure caught my eye and stoped me dead in my tracks. It looked like a man in a duster just standing there da the trees. My breathing slowed. I couldnt decide wether to run and grab my shot gun are just ask what he needed. Of course my big cuore always won. " Hiya can i help ya?" Within in the blink of an eye he was standing befor me.
I think i stoped breathing. He kept his face angled down and he was dressed in all black. All i could make out was his silver studded boots and a single chained attraversare, croce earring that hung from his upper right ear. A owl whooted in the barn, i almost jumped out my skin. Sudden noises always shake me. " So sir......what can i help te with?" I stood Frozen waiting. My mind whirrling. Will i die, after i made a wish to be immortal? I hadn't realized i was zoned out in my owne little world. When i came back to the here and now i was starring into the deepest blood red eyes te could ever imagine. My scream was blood currling. When it was silent he was standing behind me, grasping the left side of my face with his ice chilling hand. His other was placed on my throat, putting pressure ever so slightly. He purred into my ear, his romanin accent sending chills down me. "I am here to forfill a destiny." My cuore sank. Then a throbbing pain pirced the side of my neck.
In the distance i could hear Pistols crys. I was able to look toward the barn. Suddenly there was a thunderous boom. I could see wood flying every where. My vision started fadding and the throbbing had subside. I glimpsed pistol running toward me. He slid to a hault and turned, he picked his back leg up then my body faltered and down i went. I awoke to hard breathing. Pistol laid beside me. I looked around to see a body, there was nothing. " What the...." Then it hit me. I could hear the cars on the high way miles away. Every single beat of my cuore was intense to my ears. I could smell everything, see everything. I could pin point anything and tell te every single detail. The shock over whelmed me and i ran. I ran straight through my house to my master bathroom. I stood frozen, my back to my full bacheca mirror.
I took a deep shaky breath and turned around. There starring back at me were two big dark brown eyes with blood red outlining. My once rosa lips were now a bright red. My tan skin did not differ. My skin was also flawless. No scars no bags under my eyes. I looked ten years younger. My once decent build was now più defined. " What am i?" I started feeling un easy on my feet. My stomach felt as though it was on fire. I went to my cucina and rummaged through the fridge. I took out last nights crawfish and put it in the microwave. I sat on the counter waiting to hear the ding. I placed my hands on my face. Shivers ran down me, i was ice cold. My hands franticaly ran over my body. Every inch was the same, chilling to my bones. " Not this please, i hate the cold." Now my body would never be warm no matter how close id stand to a fire. "DING" I almost fell off the counter. " I sure hope Cibo taste the same." I took a crawfish and placed it on my tounge. I could taste every single spice it was as though i was più alive then ever.
A knock at my door shook me and i droped my bowl. "One minute." I picked up my mess and headed to the door. I stood Frozen once again. I reached for my shot gun laying da the door. I opened the peep hole and willed myself to look. There stood a black haired little girl holding a tattered teddy bear. She looked as though she was from a time way befor me. She wore a deep purple and black ball gown. Her makeup above her blood red eyes matched her purple dress. I placed my shot gun down, not my better judgment. I opened the door. There she stood glancing up at me with thoes deep red eyes. Pistol stood behind her. He seemed so calm. " I am here to help te understand who te are." Her voice was not fit for a child but for a old wise woman. " te are very special Aurora, there is no other like you."
I had saved Bruno's life. He knew it was too dangerous to be on a mounain, he teleported to the Apache Junction. Unknowing where we were, we camped out. We heard someone walking outside and when we walked out, it was Apache Indians. They started talking, they were speaking Indian so we couldn't tell what they were saying. Bruno threw red circles at their necks, and when they landed, they started speaking english. One of them detto " Why are te here? This is the Junction! Get Out!" Me and Bruno looked at each other. We ran as fast as we could, but, I wasn't fast enough. They grabbed me da the hair and pulled me away. Luckily, Bruno put his hand in the bon-fire and threw the fuoco at the indians. The ran away with so much fear, they fell off a cliff. Bruno grabbed my hand until the reached a forest, there was a small waterfall da the forest.
Everyone has a red glass window.It's called your heart.People's windows differ from others,some windows are shaded out and don't let any light come in and than there are some windows that are open to whatever goes pass their them.
Is your window open o closed out?
Would te let the air in if te had the chance?
My window has been open for quite some time and the same gush of wind keeps coming in and I've grown to Amore and need that one breath that air gives me.But that gush of wind I've grown to Amore sometimes easily breaks my window with it's power.But yet can easily fix my window up again with it's strength.It is a constant fight between letting that gush of wind in because I'm afraid of the wind breaking my window once more.But that same gush of wind I'm so scared of but yet Amore so much,loves me as well but that wind can spread far.Far enough to other people's windows as well.
Always an constant fight between the wind and the window!
Is your window open o closed out?
Would te let the air in if te had the chance?
My window has been open for quite some time and the same gush of wind keeps coming in and I've grown to Amore and need that one breath that air gives me.But that gush of wind I've grown to Amore sometimes easily breaks my window with it's power.But yet can easily fix my window up again with it's strength.It is a constant fight between letting that gush of wind in because I'm afraid of the wind breaking my window once more.But that same gush of wind I'm so scared of but yet Amore so much,loves me as well but that wind can spread far.Far enough to other people's windows as well.
Always an constant fight between the wind and the window!