The Truth About Heather

Yeah, Heather went a little crazy..

This is just sort of thought vomit

(Since I accidentally deleted this..)


     Two young girls walked down the street, hand in hand. They skipped, giggling happily as they talked about how much fun they had that day.
     "I can't believe you fell of the swing," the black haired girl teased, giggling into her free hand.
     "It's not my fault!!" The blonde protested, "You pushed me too high!"
     The eight year old twins were covered in sand and grass stains from their day in the park. Their parents let them travel from their home to the park alone as long as they were together.
     "I'm going to miss our sandman," the blonde admitted, "Sand people are so much cooler than the ones made of snow!"
     "I hope that spider likes our sand castle too. He moved in right after we were finished!"
     They began giggling again, each of them toying with their matching heart necklaces. The necklaces said Friends Forever.
A van pulled up beside them and two men jumped out, grabbing the dark haired little girl by her arm. They tried to tug her from her twin, but the blonde held on tightly.
     "Heather!" She screamed, begining to shake with fear. She never thought she would ever face a situation like this. "No! Let go of my sister!"
     "Astrid! Help me!" Heather was crying as she held onto her sister.
     The attackers tugged the little one harder and Astrid's hand slipped away. She watched with horror as her sister disappeared. She fell to her knees and cried.
     "No... Take me with you.." She hadn't meant to let go. "It's all my fault..."

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      Heather was held captive for two years and the entire time, all she could think about was the fact that her sister had let go.      The thought began to eat at her. She was starving, cut off from humans and tortured so naturally, she began to go crazy. Slowly, she began to reinvent the story in her mind: She saw the faces of her attackers but they grabbed Astrid instead. "No, don't take me! Take her! " Astrid pointed at Heather. "You'll like her better!"
     "This is your fault Astrid," she whispered, eyes flashing evilly as she rocked, "and you will pay."