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Hi, my name is Abigail
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 | ~In the Depths of Despair Love~ .::.1.::. |
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 4.81 with 16 vote(s)
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| Created: 2008-08-09 15:38:43 |
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Chapter 1:
Abigail hummed an old tune as she sat in the doorway of her hut watching the midnight heavens, looking up at the stars. Abigail was a 17 year old teenage girl, being adopted by poor farmers, that didn’t worry about her.
Even though June was just beginning and there was summer heat mixed with honeydew sweetness in the air, Abigail shivered. She tried pulling her long shirt above her knees.
“Mother, why did you leave me?” Abigail asked looking harder into the sky. Abigail’s mother left her after birth and died in a civil war. Her mother had long shady black hair dangling by her shoulders, deep sapphire coloured eyes, glinting every minute.
Every night Abigail asks her mother, believing her mother will always be with her watching her by every minute by her side.
Abigail suddenly spotted Lester strutting over towards her. Lester was Abigail’s love that she was arranged to be married with, but afterwards both parents had a fight and now the marriage was over. Abigail’s step parents hated Lester’s parents. But still Lester and Abigail loved each other more than ever. They were essentially in love.
“What are you doing here Lester? If my parents see you they’ll lash you with a belt.” Abigail whispered to Lester.
“I know, but I have urgent news, I’m moving to Tennessee, and I’ll never be able to see lovely you ever again.” Lester said as he hugged Abigail, and gave her a warm kiss.
“What? No, no, no! You mustn’t!” Abigail exclaimed hopelessly. “But my parents have forced me too.”
“When are you going?” Abigail asked hoping it wasn’t no where soon.
“Right now, I ran off to tell you but now I must go.”
Lester instantly heard footsteps coming this way. “Good bye my love I must leave!” He said running away as he blew her a kiss.
Tears slowly formed into Abigail’s eyes, this was all so sudden for her. As her tears streamed down her soft baby-like cheeks she glared at Lester fade to black. Abigail’s former parents opened the door. “Get to bed you rogue!” They shouted hastily.
Abigail wiped her sorrow tears away and stride inside the hut. She huddled into the wooden bed and stared at the damp ceiling, as she wrapped a thin blanket around her. Abigail thought about Lester, for very long and strong. Finally around 12: 23 she stared out her window outcrop and asked her mother, “What should I do, oh mother?” Abigail lay down again. Then had a sudden thought of running away on the train to Tennessee. Abigail didn’t want to but for Lester…anything. She had an immediate thought. She looked at the time and she had seven more minutes to catch the third train.
Abigail hurriedly grabbed a caped-hoodie, and a tattered bag of things she’d need. She opened her latched window and climbed slowly out and stepped out into the moist dirt still wet from the leaked rain drops. When Abigail only reached 5 miles from the hut she already felt exhausted in some dank shelter or beneath dry canebrakes and thorn-covered thickets. Her clothes were torn and dirty, as well as her feet were scarred and blistered with insect bites and she was hungry.
Finally she reached the train station. Even though she had missed the third train she was in time for the fourth. She laboriously walked up inside the train tiredly.
She was going to Tennessee. |
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