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Wishes: by @authorkay
Chapter One: Orphaned
Taryn walked out of her house after eating a heavenly homemade breakfast of delicious waffles with syrup and butter, flaunting her usual short-sleeved black crop-top, ripped light-blue jeans, and knee-high black leather flats. Her waist-length chestnut hair, styled in a high ponytail, faded to blonde at the tips, her cyan-blue eyes sparkling with the innocence of an eleven year-old girl. As she ran down the lush lime-green grass of a healthy front lawn, she smiled to herself, the sunrays illuminating her cheerful expression. When she reached her neighberhood’s sidewalk, she slowed to a walk, wanting to enjoy everything this beautiful day had to offer.
“I saw her in the kitchen, Moon. She’s still in the house,” said a girl Taryn’s age, with dark-purple hair in a pixie cut, fair skin, and jet-black eyes. She was wearing a buttoned dark-green jacket, black leggings, and black, sharp-heeled, ankle-high boots. Another girl stepped out of the shadows of the sewer tunnel, her peach skin coming into view, first her arm, then her torso, and then her whole body. Her hazel eyes flashed with hate, like fire was licking her pupils. Her thin lips curled into a sneer, and she whipped her head upwards, leaving her long blonde hair to rest on her back. She was wearing a sleeveless red tank-top, and knee-high black boots, her legs covered by black denim. “Well?” she questioned the other girl. “What are we waiting for Natiah?” They smirked to each other as they receded into the darkness of the tunnel. “Let’s go finish what my mother started.”
Fire. Fire everywhere. As soon as she saw the smoke, she ran as fast as she could back home. And this was what she saw. Her parents, home, memories… All swallowed by the flames. But that was five years ago, in Briar Creek, Pennsylvania. Now, she was sitting outside a parking garage in Richmond, Virginia at the age of sixteen, crying for everything she lost that day.