After a long travel, I've reached the old Bakers residence, where 20 people apparently have gone missing, the windows are broken, the wood in the walls, dusty. I knew it wasn't a good idea, but I knew it would be worth it.
- Hello? - I've said it loud while slowing going near the gates of the big house.
I looked around, with my camera, aways paying attention to the little details. By every step, dead leaves.
After walking a bit, I see a little fireplace, Its cold and theres no more fire, next to it theres a purse. I've came near the purse and grabbed a driver's license, it's from a woman.
- Mia Winters... - With no knowledge of who that i
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Entwined, Always - 3: Our Giant Slingshot
By that Wednesday, Persephone still couldn’t believe she’d had to skip Monday and Tuesday to look after Terry, whose drug taking was getting out of hand. Now she and Lucas barely had any time to get their project done. Mrs. Tompkin seemed to have picked up on this and approached them during class.
“You two aren’t gonna get your project done in time if you don’t hurry,” she said sternly. “I want you two ta start workin’ on your project even when you’re not in class. Most of the other students have been visitin’ each other at home — I suggest you start doin’ the same.̶
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Entwined, Always - 2: Solidarity
The following day, Persephone didn’t feel like she’d made any progress with Lucas or their project. She didn’t see him all day, not even when she stopped by his locker that morning. Half-day today; she wouldn’t see him for lunch, either. Their project would suffer due to their lack of communication, and she wasn’t sure the kinds of stakes he had riding on it but if they were anything like hers, neither of them could afford to fail. She sighed as she grabbed some things from her locker. Ronald would be so pissed if she didn’t land an A.
Persephone heard a thud against the lockers beside her and peeked aroun
Entwined, Always - 1: The Day We Met by CiCi-Arts, literature
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Entwined, Always - 1: The Day We Met
Moving out to the sticks wasn’t exactly what Persephone Black wanted. If she had it her way, she’d still be living in Chicago. Of course, her father had other plans.
Persephone sat in AP Physics 2, playing with the peeling bat and skull stickers on her binder, almost glad to be at school. It was a place that felt oddly cathartic, as crazy as that sounded. Though she didn’t know anyone and sat in an unfamiliar place, she could breathe without being surrounded by boxes and boxes of crap. She instead distracted herself with schoolwork, not once needing to cross paths with ‘drill sergeant’ Dad, Ronald. Ever-invasive