moonlight secrets by Caitlin Keeton aka Gaara (world of reading TXT) đź“•
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winter also known as Rain by some weaks up on the street not remebering anything thinking nothing of it at first just that she must have fell on her head she goes back to her normal life with her overly christian mother and step father who are starting to get more abusive by everyday that passes she soon relizes werid things are happening to her from the amazing diffrence of her apperince and a strange tattoo on her neck that starts to burn at times when she is near danger and why dooes she keep haveing these starnge dreams of being bitten by a hodded figure and how is her mother and step father connceted?
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I have not murdered or harmed anyone.” I asked.
“you dress like that with all that black and you worship those heathen gods how can you say your not evil?” there it was that word heathen but I didn’t want this conversation anymore all I wanted was to be close to the person I was most suppose to be close to.. He was my twin we had been born together or close to it. And what about my mom? We couldn’t even sit in the same room together and when her friends from church came she would say I was just the girl next door who they had to keep an eye on because my mother was going crazy. In her world I had no place. It was this moment while I was walking with my brother I started to realize this. I wasn’t sure if it was cause I had woken up not knowing where I was but I suddenly felt like I was suffocating like I didn’t belong more then I didn’t belong yesterday. I walked into our house only to see my mother surrounded by women they must have been from the church. I took this as a cue to go to my room. At least by the time we were gone my mother would have decided that there was no point in yelling at me. I walked up the stars into my room and instantly felt better. I made it my own personal cave. So when I was home I could make it feel bearable. The walls were black with band posters everywhere, my carpet was purple, and my bed was by the window. Where I often stared out all night long watching the owls and ravens fly by. But my most favorite place was my giant book shelf covered in books. It was where I lost myself. I heard a knock on my door but the person didn’t wait for me to reply they just walked in. of course it was my step father coming here to give me a lecture. But then I realized how wrong I was when he locked the door. I felt uneasy as though he was up to something I backed into the wall. He smirked.
“You cant scream no one will hear you.”
“what do you want?” I asked coldly as though I wasn’t afraid.
“isn’t it obvious I want you I’ve been watching you non stop for years. The way you would walk as though you owned the place or in the way you thought I had no control over you.” he snarled.
“but now I’m tired of it and now I’m going to make sure you walk with your head down.”
“I would never.” I said through my teeth I was ready for the beating I had been waiting for years for him to start to get abusive. But what he did next was something I thought he would never go so low to do. He tackled me pinning me down on my bed and he laid on top of me. He kissed me a shoved his tongue down my throat. I fought but it was a losing battle he was much stronger then I had realized. I didn’t want my virginity to be lost with a man like this but I knew that it was unstoppable but I fought the whole way. I fought when he ripped my shirt off or when he was forcing himself into me causing me to be in unbearable pain. I tried not to scream but I ended up doing it anyways. I was left curled up into a ball sobbing while watching my step father open the door my brother was outside and he looked straight at me a smirked. And mouthed the words whore. I couldn’t believe he had tooken the one thing I had and that was my pride. How could my brother have done that too me? He was suppose to defend me make sure nothing harmed me but instead he stood outside my door listening to me plead and scream. I was left with a hallow feeling. I felt everything in me shatter. It was as though I felt like I had nothing left. I Stared the mirror above my dresser from across my bed. And gasped on the way my step dad had turned off the light and my eyes were glowing. All I saw when I looked into the mirror was glowing green. What was happening to me? This couldn’t be happening to me. It was impossible but yet there I was with glowing eyes. I was disgusted like I needed something else to make me a freak. I forced my eyes shut deciding to think about it tomorrow the last thought I had before I went to sleep was I had to go to school.
Chapter#3 you cant hide behind a mask when its all worn out
I woke up gasping sweating cold sweat and to top it all off my throat was burning and I felt like I couldn’t breath. I looked at the clock and saw it was already time to get ready for school anyways. I quickly threw on some shorts and a t shirt so that I could go to the kitchen and eat breakfast and hopefully drink a whole galloon of water. I walked into the kitchen slowly to see if he was in there it seemed I was in luck because he was pulling out the drive way I shuddered trying to bury the thoughts of last night out of my head. My brother who sat at the table saw and smirked too. He was already dressed for school like the good little boy he was. It made me mad so I did something I had never dared before I punched him on the side of the face. I leaned over and whispered in his ear.
“see who’s smirking now.” Before he could punch me back and before my mom could yell at me I ran to the bathroom for my much needed shower. I hoped what they said about hot water instantly taking away germs was real I felt more dirty then I have ever before. I jumped in the shower and scrubbed until my skin was red. All it did was make me feel like I was empty or trying to get rid of a crime scene which I guess I was. After I got out of the shower I put on my black ripped skinny jeans and a plain tight black shirt and blow dried my hair that made it look like I had just gotten out of bed and had no care for the world. I ignored my freaky eyes and ran out the front door once again with my mothers screams behind me. When I walked out I felt free with wind blowing through my hair and the fluttering of ravens wings as they flew above me and the house behind me I felt like I was once again powerful and untouchable. It was the third week of school and id already missed ten days of school so when I walked into first period I was faced with a scowling Mrs. Myers but then like most of the class gasped when she looked into my eyes. I cringed I hated attention and most of the time had managed to be the outcast who no one saw or bothered to even think of now I was being stared at. With my new gracefulness I walked to the back and sat next to what seemed to be a new girl. No one was even bothering to look at her. She was blonde with curly hair that reached to her shoulder with hazel eyes and was short but she had a sweet smile that was also sad I could tell she felt out of place and unwanted so I turned to her.
“Hi I’m winter but I like to be called Rain instead.” she jumped startled by my sudden appearance. Her eyes widened when she saw my eyes.
“You have such pretty eyes.” she blushed at her bluntness.
“sorry my names Emily.” awww she was so cute I thought.
“do you want to sit with me at lunch Emily.” She smiled
“That sounds great.” I wanted to talk more with her but we were interrupted by the teacher who was calling our attention to the front of the class. I was left to think about that dream I had last night
Flashback
I was walking down an empty street I was so cold and I had a feeling that someone was waiting for me. But I still walked thinking it was just my imagination. I saw a figure ahead the street light only helped me see a tall figure with a cloak. I giggled wasn’t it past the eighteenth century I wondered to my self.
“hello Rain.” said a deep voice. I discovered the voice came from the figure but I still couldn’t see his face it made me more scared not knowing who it was or how they knew my name. he stepped towards me.
“mine” He growled. I stepped back. Where had I heard that? Even the voice sounded familiar. He stepped towards me I looked up only to see burning amber eyes and two fangs sticking out of his mouth he was grinning.
“its time my little star for you to be made mine.” I tired to run but he was in front of me in a seconded. Before I could attempt to run again he had grabbed me and before sinking his teeth into my throat he gently kissed me.
Back to present
I was pulled out of my day dream with the ringing of the bell. why did I have to have nightmares on top of problems with my family. I was feeling confused but I pushed that away. That is how I spent the rest of the day trying not to think about anything all I wanted to do was to lock away my thoughts. I asked everything about Emily and made sure she talked so that I had no room for thoughts. And I wasn’t about to go home I knew scar and Adam were most likely out of town so I decided to invite Emily to my fathers house I wanted her to meet him and his new girl friend and knowing him he would keep us there until after midnight telling us ghost stories and old legends and then if I was lucky I could stay the night at the park I knew I would be cold but it was better then taking my chances. Emily happily agreed.
“he sounds so nice!”
“Be warned he likes to tell stories.” I laughed delighted to have made a new friend. Unlike my other friends she was innocent I swear I had never meet someone as sensitive and fragile. It was like she didn’t know about the horrible things that were out there she was sheltered. That’s what I loved about her she made me feel safe and warm. Being around her you couldn’t help but being pulled into her comfortable world.
“But tomorrow you can come over to my house and spend the night since its Friday.” My shoulders relaxed at the thought of another night I would be free.
“yea ok that sounds great. Do you mind walking? its only a few minutes walk.” she nodded. We were there in only five minutes due to my fast walking. I wasn’t surprised when my father had looked shocked to see me. It wasn’t often that I showed up twice in a row but he seemed really pleased.
“My little Rain!” he gave me a bear hug. I leaned in closely and smelled in his comfortable smells he always smelled like wood and cinnamon.
“And who might this be?” I
“you dress like that with all that black and you worship those heathen gods how can you say your not evil?” there it was that word heathen but I didn’t want this conversation anymore all I wanted was to be close to the person I was most suppose to be close to.. He was my twin we had been born together or close to it. And what about my mom? We couldn’t even sit in the same room together and when her friends from church came she would say I was just the girl next door who they had to keep an eye on because my mother was going crazy. In her world I had no place. It was this moment while I was walking with my brother I started to realize this. I wasn’t sure if it was cause I had woken up not knowing where I was but I suddenly felt like I was suffocating like I didn’t belong more then I didn’t belong yesterday. I walked into our house only to see my mother surrounded by women they must have been from the church. I took this as a cue to go to my room. At least by the time we were gone my mother would have decided that there was no point in yelling at me. I walked up the stars into my room and instantly felt better. I made it my own personal cave. So when I was home I could make it feel bearable. The walls were black with band posters everywhere, my carpet was purple, and my bed was by the window. Where I often stared out all night long watching the owls and ravens fly by. But my most favorite place was my giant book shelf covered in books. It was where I lost myself. I heard a knock on my door but the person didn’t wait for me to reply they just walked in. of course it was my step father coming here to give me a lecture. But then I realized how wrong I was when he locked the door. I felt uneasy as though he was up to something I backed into the wall. He smirked.
“You cant scream no one will hear you.”
“what do you want?” I asked coldly as though I wasn’t afraid.
“isn’t it obvious I want you I’ve been watching you non stop for years. The way you would walk as though you owned the place or in the way you thought I had no control over you.” he snarled.
“but now I’m tired of it and now I’m going to make sure you walk with your head down.”
“I would never.” I said through my teeth I was ready for the beating I had been waiting for years for him to start to get abusive. But what he did next was something I thought he would never go so low to do. He tackled me pinning me down on my bed and he laid on top of me. He kissed me a shoved his tongue down my throat. I fought but it was a losing battle he was much stronger then I had realized. I didn’t want my virginity to be lost with a man like this but I knew that it was unstoppable but I fought the whole way. I fought when he ripped my shirt off or when he was forcing himself into me causing me to be in unbearable pain. I tried not to scream but I ended up doing it anyways. I was left curled up into a ball sobbing while watching my step father open the door my brother was outside and he looked straight at me a smirked. And mouthed the words whore. I couldn’t believe he had tooken the one thing I had and that was my pride. How could my brother have done that too me? He was suppose to defend me make sure nothing harmed me but instead he stood outside my door listening to me plead and scream. I was left with a hallow feeling. I felt everything in me shatter. It was as though I felt like I had nothing left. I Stared the mirror above my dresser from across my bed. And gasped on the way my step dad had turned off the light and my eyes were glowing. All I saw when I looked into the mirror was glowing green. What was happening to me? This couldn’t be happening to me. It was impossible but yet there I was with glowing eyes. I was disgusted like I needed something else to make me a freak. I forced my eyes shut deciding to think about it tomorrow the last thought I had before I went to sleep was I had to go to school.
Chapter#3 you cant hide behind a mask when its all worn out
I woke up gasping sweating cold sweat and to top it all off my throat was burning and I felt like I couldn’t breath. I looked at the clock and saw it was already time to get ready for school anyways. I quickly threw on some shorts and a t shirt so that I could go to the kitchen and eat breakfast and hopefully drink a whole galloon of water. I walked into the kitchen slowly to see if he was in there it seemed I was in luck because he was pulling out the drive way I shuddered trying to bury the thoughts of last night out of my head. My brother who sat at the table saw and smirked too. He was already dressed for school like the good little boy he was. It made me mad so I did something I had never dared before I punched him on the side of the face. I leaned over and whispered in his ear.
“see who’s smirking now.” Before he could punch me back and before my mom could yell at me I ran to the bathroom for my much needed shower. I hoped what they said about hot water instantly taking away germs was real I felt more dirty then I have ever before. I jumped in the shower and scrubbed until my skin was red. All it did was make me feel like I was empty or trying to get rid of a crime scene which I guess I was. After I got out of the shower I put on my black ripped skinny jeans and a plain tight black shirt and blow dried my hair that made it look like I had just gotten out of bed and had no care for the world. I ignored my freaky eyes and ran out the front door once again with my mothers screams behind me. When I walked out I felt free with wind blowing through my hair and the fluttering of ravens wings as they flew above me and the house behind me I felt like I was once again powerful and untouchable. It was the third week of school and id already missed ten days of school so when I walked into first period I was faced with a scowling Mrs. Myers but then like most of the class gasped when she looked into my eyes. I cringed I hated attention and most of the time had managed to be the outcast who no one saw or bothered to even think of now I was being stared at. With my new gracefulness I walked to the back and sat next to what seemed to be a new girl. No one was even bothering to look at her. She was blonde with curly hair that reached to her shoulder with hazel eyes and was short but she had a sweet smile that was also sad I could tell she felt out of place and unwanted so I turned to her.
“Hi I’m winter but I like to be called Rain instead.” she jumped startled by my sudden appearance. Her eyes widened when she saw my eyes.
“You have such pretty eyes.” she blushed at her bluntness.
“sorry my names Emily.” awww she was so cute I thought.
“do you want to sit with me at lunch Emily.” She smiled
“That sounds great.” I wanted to talk more with her but we were interrupted by the teacher who was calling our attention to the front of the class. I was left to think about that dream I had last night
Flashback
I was walking down an empty street I was so cold and I had a feeling that someone was waiting for me. But I still walked thinking it was just my imagination. I saw a figure ahead the street light only helped me see a tall figure with a cloak. I giggled wasn’t it past the eighteenth century I wondered to my self.
“hello Rain.” said a deep voice. I discovered the voice came from the figure but I still couldn’t see his face it made me more scared not knowing who it was or how they knew my name. he stepped towards me.
“mine” He growled. I stepped back. Where had I heard that? Even the voice sounded familiar. He stepped towards me I looked up only to see burning amber eyes and two fangs sticking out of his mouth he was grinning.
“its time my little star for you to be made mine.” I tired to run but he was in front of me in a seconded. Before I could attempt to run again he had grabbed me and before sinking his teeth into my throat he gently kissed me.
Back to present
I was pulled out of my day dream with the ringing of the bell. why did I have to have nightmares on top of problems with my family. I was feeling confused but I pushed that away. That is how I spent the rest of the day trying not to think about anything all I wanted to do was to lock away my thoughts. I asked everything about Emily and made sure she talked so that I had no room for thoughts. And I wasn’t about to go home I knew scar and Adam were most likely out of town so I decided to invite Emily to my fathers house I wanted her to meet him and his new girl friend and knowing him he would keep us there until after midnight telling us ghost stories and old legends and then if I was lucky I could stay the night at the park I knew I would be cold but it was better then taking my chances. Emily happily agreed.
“he sounds so nice!”
“Be warned he likes to tell stories.” I laughed delighted to have made a new friend. Unlike my other friends she was innocent I swear I had never meet someone as sensitive and fragile. It was like she didn’t know about the horrible things that were out there she was sheltered. That’s what I loved about her she made me feel safe and warm. Being around her you couldn’t help but being pulled into her comfortable world.
“But tomorrow you can come over to my house and spend the night since its Friday.” My shoulders relaxed at the thought of another night I would be free.
“yea ok that sounds great. Do you mind walking? its only a few minutes walk.” she nodded. We were there in only five minutes due to my fast walking. I wasn’t surprised when my father had looked shocked to see me. It wasn’t often that I showed up twice in a row but he seemed really pleased.
“My little Rain!” he gave me a bear hug. I leaned in closely and smelled in his comfortable smells he always smelled like wood and cinnamon.
“And who might this be?” I
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