the dead prophet
Jenale could feel people talking about her. everywhere people were staringat her like she was an ugly freck (which she was)
Jenale could make herself pretty if she wanted but it just took to much power and effort everyday.
Jenale was now passing the cheerleaders lockers and could hear them insulting her.
Passing through the halls was Jenales least favorite part of the day not to mention walking pass the cheerleaders section.
Sometimes Jenale was glad she couldn't see but apart of her yearned to see the grass she could feel on her feet and see the colors of the flowers she could smell in her mothers garden.
Well Jenale was fantisysing about seeing she hadn't scenced that two football jocks were walking the oposite way of her.
She bumped in to one and fell to the floor scattering her books.
"freck, watch were your going." he said picking up his books
"not like you care but i cant." Jenale said with a voice that shouldn't have belong to her it was to beautiful. for a second he looked up she didn' tnotice just sat there waiting for him to leave.
" what do you mean?" he said staring down at his books
"i'm blind." Jenale said reaching out to grab one of her books once shehad located it.
"but u don't walk with a cane or anything."he said reaching out forone of her books
"i'm special i guess." Jenale said taking the book from him. he made the mistake of looking up at her voice quickly he looked down this time she noticed.
Jenale gave out a very musical laugh, "ugly right, i guess scince my brain doesn't have to spend so much time on my face it has time to helpme scence things."
"no... it's... no..." he couldn't finish the sentence
she laughed again this time rough and exotic," don't lie to me, i know my face."and with that she picked her books up and walked away.
just as she was about 5 feet away her vision stuttered, "oh shiyt" Jenale placed her self on the ground crossed her legs and closed her eyes ignoring the students who swore at her and watched the movie forming in her mind.
she saw a girl wearing a red strapless dress that stopped at the knee's she had long blond wavey hair that covered her face.
A man stood over top of her with a bloody knife. the blood dripped off the knife onto her cheast.
then the man slit her throat. then the girl was gurguling blood.
Jenale didn't notice it was her who had just gotten her thoat slit tillshe noticed she was couaghing up blood.
When her eyes came back to the void darkness.
She heard voices all around her. Her first thought was to cover her ears but thought other wise.
One voice she could hear better then the others was saying,
"she lost to much blood, i'm sorry she's dead." i could her my mother crying.
Jenale sat up causeing the docter to jerk back with a yelp ofsurprise.
my mother rushed up to me "oh honey, are you ok what happened."
"i died." Jenale replied
that was the last day of Jenales life and the begining of Jenales death.
Jenale could make herself pretty if she wanted but it just took to much power and effort everyday.
Jenale was now passing the cheerleaders lockers and could hear them insulting her.
Passing through the halls was Jenales least favorite part of the day not to mention walking pass the cheerleaders section.
Sometimes Jenale was glad she couldn't see but apart of her yearned to see the grass she could feel on her feet and see the colors of the flowers she could smell in her mothers garden.
Well Jenale was fantisysing about seeing she hadn't scenced that two football jocks were walking the oposite way of her.
She bumped in to one and fell to the floor scattering her books.
"freck, watch were your going." he said picking up his books
"not like you care but i cant." Jenale said with a voice that shouldn't have belong to her it was to beautiful. for a second he looked up she didn' tnotice just sat there waiting for him to leave.
" what do you mean?" he said staring down at his books
"i'm blind." Jenale said reaching out to grab one of her books once shehad located it.
"but u don't walk with a cane or anything."he said reaching out forone of her books
"i'm special i guess." Jenale said taking the book from him. he made the mistake of looking up at her voice quickly he looked down this time she noticed.
Jenale gave out a very musical laugh, "ugly right, i guess scince my brain doesn't have to spend so much time on my face it has time to helpme scence things."
"no... it's... no..." he couldn't finish the sentence
she laughed again this time rough and exotic," don't lie to me, i know my face."and with that she picked her books up and walked away.
just as she was about 5 feet away her vision stuttered, "oh shiyt" Jenale placed her self on the ground crossed her legs and closed her eyes ignoring the students who swore at her and watched the movie forming in her mind.
she saw a girl wearing a red strapless dress that stopped at the knee's she had long blond wavey hair that covered her face.
A man stood over top of her with a bloody knife. the blood dripped off the knife onto her cheast.
then the man slit her throat. then the girl was gurguling blood.
Jenale didn't notice it was her who had just gotten her thoat slit tillshe noticed she was couaghing up blood.
When her eyes came back to the void darkness.
She heard voices all around her. Her first thought was to cover her ears but thought other wise.
One voice she could hear better then the others was saying,
"she lost to much blood, i'm sorry she's dead." i could her my mother crying.
Jenale sat up causeing the docter to jerk back with a yelp ofsurprise.
my mother rushed up to me "oh honey, are you ok what happened."
"i died." Jenale replied
that was the last day of Jenales life and the begining of Jenales death.
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