Reincarnated
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Clara's POV:
I run through the field that is behind the castle, my new guards, Alexander, Rian, Jack, and Zackary, watching me. Father hired them to be my new guards but I do not know why. They remind me of knights, maybe they are knights and father is keeping that a secret. I know my father tried to make a deal with the other king for me to marry his son, but he refused. I want to be able to choose who I marry. Not who my father chooses. "Princess, I think you should be more careful," Zackary speaks up. "Oh Zackary, I am just having fun." I smile at them out of breath and run over to them. "We're only doing what your father ordered princess." "Please, call me Clara. We have discussed this." "Of course madam." I sigh to myself and walk away, enjoying the cool breeze lightly hitting my face and I close my eyes. Sometimes I feel like that I am in the castle for to long. I dream of being free and on my own, married to the one I truly love. I want to marry for love, not land and alliance.
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Natalie's POV:
I finally reach home after the long walk, only two people really have spoken to me today. At least they were nice. I unlock the door and walk inside to the strong smell of cigarettes, my mom started chain smoking again. Me, my mom, and dad move a lot because we can't afford to stay in one place for a long time. "I'm home!," I yell out before going in my room. Which wasn't a lot, a box full of clothes, a air mattress, and I was luck enough to have a CD player with enough batteries and my favorite CD's. I can't afford to have a laptop, which means I can't have a iPod like most people my age. I drop my school stuff on the floor and lay on my mattress. My room was my only escape at home with my music playing. My clothes were either to big or to small, old, and worn out. I don't bother trying because I know in a few months we'll move again. I can't go to college because I'm not having a stable education with how much I move and my records are all over the place. I want to be able to go to college, to be free from this place. My dad is a alcoholic, who abuses me sometimes. While my mom will switch from weed to chain smoking, and she ignores me a lot. Sometimes I wonder why they even decided to have sex.
My door opens and I sit up, "how come you didn't tell me you were home," my mom spits at me. "I'm sorry mom, I won't do it again." There's no point in trying to fight, I did tell her I was home, but I have learned not to try to correct her. "You better be sorry, you worthless shit." Her words stab me like knives and I close my eyes when I hear the door slam close telling me that she was gone. I have scars on my arms and thighs, sometimes I wonder why I lived this long and won't just end my life. But my music keeps me calm and helps me sleep at night. Its my senior year, its October, I hope we stay for the rest of the year so i can finish and graduate properly. But knowing my parents, we'll be moving in a few short months. I take off my glasses and rub my eyes, I have to start homework so I don't fall behind like I usually. I put my glasses back on and grab my school stuff to start homework. I stare at my class schedule that has my name on it. Natalie Clara Rose.
I run through the field that is behind the castle, my new guards, Alexander, Rian, Jack, and Zackary, watching me. Father hired them to be my new guards but I do not know why. They remind me of knights, maybe they are knights and father is keeping that a secret. I know my father tried to make a deal with the other king for me to marry his son, but he refused. I want to be able to choose who I marry. Not who my father chooses. "Princess, I think you should be more careful," Zackary speaks up. "Oh Zackary, I am just having fun." I smile at them out of breath and run over to them. "We're only doing what your father ordered princess." "Please, call me Clara. We have discussed this." "Of course madam." I sigh to myself and walk away, enjoying the cool breeze lightly hitting my face and I close my eyes. Sometimes I feel like that I am in the castle for to long. I dream of being free and on my own, married to the one I truly love. I want to marry for love, not land and alliance.
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Natalie's POV:
I finally reach home after the long walk, only two people really have spoken to me today. At least they were nice. I unlock the door and walk inside to the strong smell of cigarettes, my mom started chain smoking again. Me, my mom, and dad move a lot because we can't afford to stay in one place for a long time. "I'm home!," I yell out before going in my room. Which wasn't a lot, a box full of clothes, a air mattress, and I was luck enough to have a CD player with enough batteries and my favorite CD's. I can't afford to have a laptop, which means I can't have a iPod like most people my age. I drop my school stuff on the floor and lay on my mattress. My room was my only escape at home with my music playing. My clothes were either to big or to small, old, and worn out. I don't bother trying because I know in a few months we'll move again. I can't go to college because I'm not having a stable education with how much I move and my records are all over the place. I want to be able to go to college, to be free from this place. My dad is a alcoholic, who abuses me sometimes. While my mom will switch from weed to chain smoking, and she ignores me a lot. Sometimes I wonder why they even decided to have sex.
My door opens and I sit up, "how come you didn't tell me you were home," my mom spits at me. "I'm sorry mom, I won't do it again." There's no point in trying to fight, I did tell her I was home, but I have learned not to try to correct her. "You better be sorry, you worthless shit." Her words stab me like knives and I close my eyes when I hear the door slam close telling me that she was gone. I have scars on my arms and thighs, sometimes I wonder why I lived this long and won't just end my life. But my music keeps me calm and helps me sleep at night. Its my senior year, its October, I hope we stay for the rest of the year so i can finish and graduate properly. But knowing my parents, we'll be moving in a few short months. I take off my glasses and rub my eyes, I have to start homework so I don't fall behind like I usually. I put my glasses back on and grab my school stuff to start homework. I stare at my class schedule that has my name on it. Natalie Clara Rose.
12/25/14