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Post by Olive on Dec 20, 2016 16:47:51 GMT -5
Okay Sorry, This is the actual Olives Garden. I've been working on it for a little while now (aka: Just today) and I'm hoping to have chapter 1 out this week. Chapters are gonna be short, and generally include a small poem at the beginning, For now all we have is a preview but bear with me for now
Olive’s Garden
(Preview??) Not everyone is open in the world, and not everyone is ready to take the steps to enter the world. Sometimes we don’t want to admit that we do indeed need a push in the right direction for things to be set in motion. We are human, and we need others in the end to actually survive.
Olive is 16 living on her own, and while she has family she hasn’t seen them in years. Olive lives as a recluse behind closed doors she spends most of her time in the garden alone and safe. She has done that for the past 6 years ever since talking to people only resulted in laughs and insults. Beleiving this is the only way to avoid pain, and she might’ve kept on living that way if it hadn’t been for a bright young girl who came crashing suddenly into her life.
Bringing along with her four others, all of which change her life forever.
Welcome to, Olive’s Garden.
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Post by Olive on Dec 20, 2016 19:27:33 GMT -5
Chapter 1(So many Letters)
Words upon words,
So many sounds to be heard,
So many things to write down,
I’ve written so many letters
That they’ll never see,
But that’s okay...with me.
The only sounds to be heard were the steady tap of Olive’s pen and the crackle of a warm fire. Occasionally she would set down the pen to brush her hair out of her eyes, and smile thinking of her mother whom she hadn’t seen in years.
Olive was sure her mom was still alive mostly because they had said, “I’ll be back”. She just had to hold onto that, after all, if she didn’t then what would she have left to live for? She looked down at the letter and sighed.
Dear Mom,
I haven’t written to you in a while,
I’m sorry about that. Are you doing well? Will you be back soon,
I really hope so. The house is lonely without anyone else in it.
Uh, I've been doing well. I mean I know I stopped going to school but that's okay!
People there were mean, and I've been having a lot more fun on my own anyways.
Did you know that some words are their own antonyms?
I guess we always knew this, but it's a lot of words that we don’t even think about!
Like Off! It's funny, isn’t it!
Well, it's getting late so I have to cut this letter short.
I hope Dad and Tiny are doing okay! I really miss them, I hope to join you guys soon.
Olive left the pen on the table to move closer to the fire. Winter was approaching faster than she had expected, which meant keeping the fire going during the night. Maybe she’d burn down the house this time, that was always a risk. She’d done it once before, she really hoped it didn’t happen again not unless it took her down as well.
Olive shook her head and narrowed her eyes. What was she doing! Thinking like that, she’d never get to see mom and dad again if she kept this up. Grabbing a thick fur blanket off of the shelves, olive put out the fire. She knew it was silly but the thought of fire made her nervous and she couldn’t quiet put that thought to rest.
Better safe than sorry
Olive closed her eyes and waited for sleep to come. Tossing and turning as the night went on, her dreams turning to nightmares as hours passed by. Thoughts she suppressed every day that came back to haunt her in the night.
“Miss I’m sorry, but we found no trace of her, or her husband. It's likely the woman is dead by now”
“She said she’ll be back, though. She’ll be back I know it”
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