I got inspired by one of My sisters' journal entires.
It was about her gaian life or fantasy life or whatever. I thought of making my own. 3nodding
My name is Angelina. People called me Angel.
I am the oldest (yet not the most mature one) sister out of my 3 other sisters.
I have 2 other triplet sisters who are 13vampiress13 and fallenangel18. My youngest sister is evil shadow64.
We all have differences and similarities. Fallenangel18 being the favorite, 13vampiress13 being the smart one, evil shadow64 being the cute and adorable one rolleyes and then there's me.
The only reason I'm considered the oldest is because I was born 2 mins before Fallen and Vampiress.
I was never much interested in what my parents did. They would turned to wolves (Fallen would be an expert and father would always praise her, therefore made her the favorite) makes spells to attack and for self-defense.
13vampiress13 was a very good witch and very powerful when it came to duels. She would always win plus she couldn't die since she was turned into a vampire a few years ago. I always lost in duels.
Suffering all these years of being an outsider and different, I ran away to the forest. There I met an old woman with a frog on her shoulder making something in what looked like some kind of cauldron.
"What are you making?" I asked. "Healing potion for the Black fever" she answered in a deep old woman kind of voice.
"Are you a witch?" I asked five minutes later.
"In a way yes, what are you doing here?"
"Running away"
"Why? Don't you have a family who loves you?"
"I thought I did" I looked down at my feet. I shivered. It was snowing and must have been around -10 degrees
"Why don't we go inside and warm ourselves. I'm freezing my a** off" she announced.
I sighed in relief that after 6 hours in the cold I would finally be in the heat.
As we got inside, I realize how much she must of love frogs. There were pictures of frogs and dead frogs in jars, old plates with a frog head painted on them and many more.
She also had many herbs and plants neatly organized in shelves and labeled.
I sat down on a comfortable wooden chair near the fireplace to warm myself.
"I can see you like frogs" I finally said.
"Oh yes very much. I can talk to frogs you see. This little froggy here on my shoulder is Froggyoggy. She's a very old frog but very wise and understandable when I talk to her"
I raised an eyebrow. Is this woman crazy?! Talking to frogs, how ridiculous!
"Once you start talking to her like me, you will understand what I mean" she said quickly when I made that face.
"So... I better get going. I wouldn't want to be in your way while you make your... er... potion thing." I got up quickly.
"Where are you going?"she asked.
"Um... I'm... going to um... explore for a while" I walked as fast as I can outside.
"What's your name young lady before you leave me?" she asked in a hurt tone.
"Angel, but I don't feel like it's my name. I don't have a name."
Then I ran. Ran as fast as I can through the cold snowy forest.
(The next entry will be part 2)
-- Froggyoggy
 froggyoggy · Fri Oct 22, 2004 @ 08:31pm · 9 Comments |
