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Date Posted: 17:32:37 07/03/02 Wed
Author: Kimberly
Subject: Accused
In reply to: Snake 's message, "...Inferno..." on 14:49:37 07/03/02 Wed

((Woohoo! Good, 'cause now he's gonna get a HUGE yabberin from her! lol))

Youth blinked a moment, surprised at his sudden kindness, frame pressed into his, as though she weren't even sure he was real. She couldn't tell, it was too much pain, but she needed to..."I didn't use to be so malicious..." Vocals stated softly, holding onto him. Nostalgic thoughts swept over her in waves, femme forcing herself to continue. "My dad died when I was little, all my grandparents died except one. From day one I was put in a college-prep school, I could read entire books by the age of 3 and a half. I was put in choir, had everyone trying to get me to do musicals...annoying as hell. I worked, did homework, sang, that was my entire life. Except one thing, the one thing I did for fun, was ride horses...I loved them, they loved me...and my only close friend had her own, we were all inseperable. I got top grades, I worked at a college level by the time I was 12. I have never been to a dance, a party, on a date...and I really didn't care." She shrugged her shoulders...she still didn't...no part of her had really ever wanted that, because she never knew what it was like. "As an early 16th birthday present, I finally got my own horse...I'd seen him born, I trained him for four years, and he was finally mine...there was never anything that made me happier than him. On my 16th birthday I went on a trail ride with my best friend and our two horses...my mom, only sister, and my grandma came with the SUV and trailer to pick us up. It was before we'd even gotten on our horses...they'd just parked on the side of the road...this semi came around the corner and slammed into the SUV and trailer. I got to see my entire family crushed before my eyes. I saw it coming, I knew the semi was going to fish tail into us, so I grabbed Natalie's horse's reins, my horse listened to me and went, but Natalie's horse wouldn't budge. I think the rein actually tore off the bit and was left in my hand as the trailer hit us. I saw my best friend killed, I saw her horse killed, and I saw my precious little boy killed. Me? I was the only person to survive. I was concious, I knew it was my horse ontop of me and that he was dead, I could see everyone. My legs were shattered among other things. But..." Her eyes were filled with pain, it was nearly too much to all say, but she had to continue...it was like bleeding off poison. "They fixed my legs, I healed way too quickly and I could walk, which I shouldn't of ever been able to do. That's when they informed me they couldn't find evidence of a driver of the semi, and I got charged with four counts of murder, then something else for killing the horses. I was shipped off to juvy, then prison, and within a month I was on death row. The trial became a national trial, I think I even got put on the cover of newsweek. Everyone I ever knew or trusted believed I'd killed them and stood against me in trial. In the end, there wasn't enough evidence to prove me guilty or innocent, so they placed me in foster care because my one living relative was in the hospital and unable to care for me. Unfortunately, the only people who'd care for me were...psycho's. I got put in a new prep-school where most people didn't know about me, and those that did kept quite. My foster parents were druggies and drunks and abusive. They beat me...more often they beat me with a belt, which would explain anything on my back. I got to go see my relative before he died, that's when he gave me the letter...and I ran like hell away from the foster people...and now I'm here." She'd stopped crying...she felt...empty. Wow, that was a first. She blinked suddenly, something flashing in her head. Now that her head was finally clear, an old issue she'd never dealt with. There had been someone in the truck...and he'd been grinning...but she'd deal with that later. Okay, now she was a little shocked that she'd just spilled her entire traumatizing experience to a gang member. Tears collected once again as she thought of Natalie and her horse. "I almost saved them..." She'd never been taught love except by her horse and Natalie...her mom only looked at her as someone who could be pressed hard and still keep going, there'd been no hugs, no "I love you"'s, that's why the emotion terrified her, but she trusted Snake, he'd brought her something new, and he'd saved her, and he'd been there for her, no one else had bothered to do that in her entire life. The sex had been odd, different, but now that it had happened, she really couldn't say it was all that odd...when she was good at something, she really enjoyed doing it. Orbs were innocent, and opened wide to look at him sadly. Now it was clear, she was so innocent because she'd been so sheltered and had never had a childhood. "Do you hate me?" She asked timidly, arms still wrapped 'round him, as though if she let go he'd be gone. She feared no physical pain, she sometimes injoyed it in a twisted way, it was the emotional pain that was what she couldn't bear.

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Replies:

...Inferno... -- Snake, 18:17:18 07/03/02 Wed
- Undone -- Kimberly, 18:30:56 07/03/02 Wed
  - ...Inferno... -- Snake, 18:35:16 07/03/02 Wed
    - Arise -- Kimberly, 18:43:38 07/03/02 Wed
      - ...Inferno... -- Snake, 18:48:54 07/03/02 Wed
        Drawn -- Kimberly, 19:05:50 07/03/02 Wed
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 19:12:06 07/03/02 Wed
        Drawn -- Kimberly, 19:15:45 07/03/02 Wed
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 19:22:38 07/03/02 Wed
        Youth -- Kimberly, 19:28:58 07/03/02 Wed
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 19:34:18 07/03/02 Wed
        Thunder -- Kimberly, 19:39:38 07/03/02 Wed
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 19:45:07 07/03/02 Wed
        Desecration -- Kimberly, 19:50:24 07/03/02 Wed
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 20:06:59 07/03/02 Wed
        Wide Open Spaces -- Kimberly, 20:15:55 07/03/02 Wed
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 20:22:02 07/03/02 Wed
        Into My Arms -- Kimberly, 20:28:56 07/03/02 Wed
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 20:33:34 07/03/02 Wed
        Lightning -- Kimberly, 20:39:15 07/03/02 Wed
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 20:43:56 07/03/02 Wed
        Electric Shock -- Kimberly, 20:55:03 07/03/02 Wed
        Oo, gotta show this one to ya ;D -- Kimberly, 06:30:06 07/04/02 Thu
        heyyyy -- Dragonesse, 11:41:39 07/04/02 Thu
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 11:48:30 07/04/02 Thu
        Sincere -- Kimberly, 11:53:16 07/04/02 Thu
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 11:58:44 07/04/02 Thu
        Rain -- Kimberly, 12:05:15 07/04/02 Thu
        ...Inferno... -- Snake, 12:10:03 07/04/02 Thu
        Devastation -- Kimberly, 12:16:08 07/04/02 Thu