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Friday, July 14, 2006

A book of voices!‏ Written by Brigitta Trauntvein


A BOOK OF VOICES

By: One who calls herself Brigitta, yet has many names.



CHAPTER ONE!

There are many accounts of people hearing voices. But this one is unique!* For as you hear many times in the books you read and movies you watch, this story begins with ... Once Upon A Time.

"Milika, hurry up!" calls Brushel. "We have to be at the village by sundown! Or the voices might get us!" I shivered. The voices were like a disease among the Latie village. They came upon villagers who stayed out past the suns rays. The voices aloud their hosts to hear them, as they spoke nonsense into the captives ear. They had fallen upon my father and the very thought of them infesting me was to much to bare. I ran! Brushel ran along with me. As two friends we ran for what seemed only minutes before we were within view of the village.

The sun was setting as we finally stopped on the path between our homes. "Goodnight!" said Brushel as she gasped for air. Then she seemed to catch her breath and add. "We'll go to sky lake tomorrow! That's closer, so we can stay all day!" Delighted I gave her a hug, smiled and ran home. Then at the door I stood and waved. Brushel waved back and then hurried inside as a strong wind rushed by flaring up her skirt. I did the same.

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*And for most stories to be really unique they must be made up. But this story is not made up! No, not at all! It is dreamed up! And dreams are unique in there own special way. For some are true and some just haven't happened yet. : )


CHAPTER TWO!


As the suns rays returned to our village our people slowly started to emurge from their houses. Mostly men, for they were to make sure it was safe for their family to follow them.  I just walked out I had no father to do that anymore and nothing had ever happened before.  But today was different.
After a while of walking around. I turned toward my friend Brushels house. Why hadn't she come out yet everyone else was out here! Maybe something was wrong!
I ran like the wind to the front door. I nocked hard hoping to be heard. I saw Brushel she came up to the door and smiled.
It was a weird smile though, one that you use when you are trying to be funny or like the smile of the m's! (The mental's.)
I started to back away as I saw her.
She was talking to someone else, but who I could see that the whole family was outside.
I peaked in the window.
No one was there.
She opened the door.
I ran.
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This book has short chapters! But they will get longer! I may even change the 1st ones!
Or the whole story! It depends! The cool thing about this is that you get to see how authors change the story as they move along! Weird huh? I know alot will change! But for now! I hope you are at least interested in what happens! Sorta!

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