Hello: D After a good Christmas? Have you filled up like me? : D just to interrupt your peace I decided to post it again: P Do you remember the story of Amelia Daniels, entitled Flower of the night? : D I had about the abandoned) had only been sidelined at the moment;) In fact, the game often puts up a fuss making me go a bit 'willingness to play, however, little little, I placed the 5th episode of this story:) I hope you will continue reading it forever even if the updates are sporadic) and now enjoy reading: *
I went in the direction from indicatami Cristal penetrate ever further into darkness. After a while I began to see a dilapidated house surrounded by fallow vegetation. Next to it there was a pond and a plethora of old and rusty. The grass was thick and almost completely hid the house.
A gust of wind hit my face making me to tears eyes. But I did not know if those tears were caused by cold air or the situation that I was living. I tried to gather all the forces pushing toward the house. As I approached I saw that looked more like a jungle-dwelling. Only the windows suggested that this ruin was once a nice house.
In the distance he heard a howl of a wolf. A part of the animal in the distance, the atmosphere was gloomy and silent. I went to one of the dirty windows that made it almost impossible to view the interior. I cleaned the glass with your hand and saw furniture as dilapidated as the outside of the house.
I went in search of the entrance. I began to feel increasingly cold and fear was beginning to seize my heart. There was no one nearby. Not a sign of civilization. I crossed the threshold of that house. I thought then that anyone could enter it because it was enough to push the door slightly. This had begun to creak until fully opened. The closed and I entered the home. From what I saw seen outside. A couch and an armchair with their worn and torn linings, an old TV and a bed with dirty sheets of a brown substance.
I went up and my face was painted an expression of terror. Blood. I left immediately to the point of the room farthest from the bed. The status of those sheets is explained when I saw a silhouette done in chalk drawn on the floor. That place, was once the scene of a murder. I decided it was better to sleep on the couch. There was also a candle, old and almost totally consumed. The lit with matches that found nearby. That little light would protect me from the darkness.
, how stupid. Not even my mother was alive or dead had failed to protect me and my sister from any adversity. And these thoughts helped me completely in the house where once somebody had been killed. I tried several times to sleep but the faces of my mother, and Jane comes back to me in my mind just when I was about to abandon myself to exhaustion.
And when I finally sleep, my sleep was populated by nightmares.
I finally woke up when the sun was beginning to rise. The light barely penetrated through those dirty windows but it was enough to wake a sleepy little quiet.
I rubbed my eyes and immediately walked out of the house making me promise that I would never slept in a place like this, it means having to do anything.
Soon after, however, I regretted bitterly ashamed of thinking about what he would tell my mother if I had stolen or killed just to have a peaceful and prosperous life. When I arrived in town the sun was arose and the shops began to open the gate. I walked by at indicatomi Cristal and found the Astor Cafe.
Just when I walked out the door Cristal but it was totally different from the previous evening. He was still wearing heavy makeup but wearing a black uniform and white that left even remotely imagine what his two jobs.
"Hey, you're here! Have you had trouble finding the place? "He asked.
"Not much."
"Did you find the house that you had mentioned? Not the best place to sleep, however, at least, is fixed. "
"Do not worry. In fact, I do not know how to thank you. " The idea of Cristal, in fact, was not the best but it was the first person, after all this time, to lend a helping hand.
"Your boss when he arrives?" I asked.
"Oh ... he is already here. I talked to him about you and is willing to help. But be careful with every proposal. Wait a minute here. The feel of your arrival. " He left me alone for five minutes while she went inside the cafe. Approached a man sitting at the bar, had a burly, white hair and was wearing a pinstripe suit.
"Mr. Bell, arrived in the girl talked to her this morning."
"Do it in!" He said. Cristal
I beckoned. I went fearful. As soon as the door opened, she felt a slight rattle. Mr. Bell turned to me with a searching look.
At that moment a shiver through my spine. I had a bad feeling.
"What are you doing standing there? Service something, "said Bell crabby Cristal.
She resigned walked behind the counter.
"Come!" He said. "Name?".
"My name is Amelia Daniels, sir. I am here to work, "said After I sat next to him.
"Straight to the point. I like it. But .. how far are you willing to push you while you work? "He asked, looking through a maniacal expression. It seemed that I was being undressed with his eyes.
I thought of my sister locked in an orphanage, my mother in the ground and suddenly I want to cry.
"Whatever, sir!" I said.
"Very good! Do you know of such activity, I take care of it? "And in saying this Cristal said.
"I think so." I knew what I was going to meet. I knew that taking that road, there would never again return, but when you have nothing to lose are willing to make extreme choices.
"And you also know to be quite a mouthful! You can become the number one attraction of this place, you know? By day, a simple maid, the queen of the night of lust. "
The idea of such a life does not attracts me a lot. I looked at him with disgust but what choice did I have? Or a life on the road or a life on the sidewalk.
In the first case I would be left alone, without a roof over my head and I'd probably be dead. I did not mind disappearing from this earth but the thought of Jane let me. She was only me and I had to take it. But if I had hardly become a prostitute I would get the award. But at least I stayed next to Jane and I could give her whatever she wanted.
"All right, Mr. Bell. I accept his offer. "
"My ... well ... think about it," he said in a whisper Cristal.
"Shut up, stupid whore. Amelia has now decided, "said Mr. Bell, turning in a threatening tone Cristal that kept looking down as a sign of resignation.
At that moment came two girls who asked for coffee.
"Did you hear Cristal? Serve the ladies. " Cristal
grabbed the tray with freshly brewed coffee.
At that time, including the fact that life that I was getting was not easy, but I was willing to lose my dignity for the sake of my sister.
In my heart I asked forgiveness for my mother choice just committed, hoping that you were not there to shame me. So I shook in my pocket, his necklace, the only object that I had left my past life.
continued to apologize to my mother.
Continued ...
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