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One Lonely Monster The dark room is fulled with nothing but four walls. As Lady Zulla sits down with her legs up with her head between her legs. She sits below an light that is switching on and off as she looks up and her face is dull with black circles under her eyes. An man comes in, around his early 40's and drops down an plate with masted potoes and sneak on the side. He then walks away and closes the door as it echos around the solid room. She gets up slowly and walks over to the door as she opens the door..
When she opens the door, tigers and cheetahs run around fearly around the forest as an white owl flies over to Lady Zulla's hand. The owl sits sofly on her waist as she smiles. The wild cat that is an Bob Cat runs fast with little bob cats running behind it. An white tiger looks to the left while he restes on an big rock. She looks up as many types of birds are flying in an big circles. The sun shines down as Lady Zulla hair is long and black. She has an white summer dress on with no shoes. Her makeup isnt heavy, blue eye shadow with a lot of eye liner. She walks into the forest as she walks slowly, looking around with an curious wonder in her eyes. She looks to the right as an big tigether jumps in front of her. She jumps back as an little boy, wearing shorts and an white long tee with no shoes walks from the far distance of the forest. She looks with an focus as the owl flies away and she looks in the air. When she looks down, she is in an modern wood kitchen.
She is wearing an apron with her hair pelled up in an ponytail and an pot in her hands. She walks over to the stove as the little boy from the forest is sitting at the table, eating cerel. " What are you cooking sister today" in an sharp britian accent. Lady Zulla looks over to the boy as he smiles. " You know sister, look at this picture.." He walks over and hands the picture of two little kids, running along with an long street smiling. On the bottom, for my sister Andi. She grabs the sandy color paper. " I love you sister... One day you will be singing in front of big audience of people and I will be in the front row, cheering you on.."
She smiles with happiness. She looks down and knees down. " I love you too" She hears helicopters on top of the roof as she looks up. When she looks back down..
She is in an airport, while the loud speaker comes on. " Flight 186 on board now! Next stop London to California" She starts to walk along the many different people who are stopping reading maganizes and kids running around the airport lougue. An man, around his early 30's is sporting an long brown coat, is walking fast to the door where they get on the plane. She starts to walk behind him as on is suitcase, a picture of Lady Zulla and an picture of the little boy from the kitchen is on the suitcase. She watches as he continues to walk. An little voice is heard, " He's gone and he is never coming back.. He left and now we don't have nothing, not shit!.." the voice of an young woman with an Spanish accent speaks in sorrow. A tear drops from Lady Zulla's eyes. ( Tell me what you think of this part and I will continue it) |
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