Searching For Her

Searching for her episode 1

πŸ˜₯ Searching for her πŸ˜₯
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By Jennifer Owens πŸ’žπŸ’ž
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Prologue 🌻🌻
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“we need to run ” I said in a whisper to my little sister.
“but it’s raining heavily like a typhoon ” she whispered back.
“I don’t care, Rosa we have to run away, I can’t bear seeing you in pain anymore ” I said and she nodded with tears in her eyes.
I’m 10 years old and my sister is 7.
We were adopted from the orphanage and ever since then, we’ve lived in hell.
Our foster parents hates us, they adopted us just to use us as some piece of trash and I can’t take it anymore.
I can’t bear seeing my sister cry everyday.
“come “I said and she got down from the bed.
I opened the widow and a gust of wind howl in making us shiver.
She got on my back and I climbed out through the window.
“hold on tight ” I said to her as I climbed down in the rain
It’s late in the night, it’s raining heavily yet we have to leave
As soon as I reached the ground, I took hold of Rosa’s hand and ran in the rain.
“be careful ” I said as Rosa tripped and fell in a pool of dirty water.
So much for living in a slump.
I pulled her up and we ran as fast as our legs could carry us with me holding tight to Rosa.
“watch out!! ” I yelled at Rosa as there was a cliff but it was too late as she already dipped her leg and slid, pulling me with her.
Thankfully, I held onto something making us hang in mid air.
I held tight onto whatever it is I’m holding with my left hand and I held Rosa with my right hand coz she was below.
“Darren, I’m scared ” she cried out.
I could sense the fear in her voice
“don’t worry, we’re not gonna fall off this cliff, I’m never letting you go ” I assured her.
Rosa gasped as her hand started to slip off my hand.
“Darren ” she said, her voice barely a whisper.
“hold on tight Rosa ” I said as tears welled up in my eyes.
“Darren!!! ” she scre-med as she slipped off and fell down from the cliff.
“noooooooooooooo!!!! ” I scre-med out in pain and tears.
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😒 Searching for her 😒
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Chapter 1⃣
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By Jennifer Owens πŸ’žπŸ’ž
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πŸ‘‰ Darren’s P. O. VπŸ‘ˆ
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I gently opened my eyes and met with the sun ray shining in through my window.
I sat up on my bed and gently ran my hand through my hair.
It’s another day, another day without my sister.
I remember the night we tried to escape.
It’s all my fault that she fell off that cliff.
I should’ve let it be, I shouldn’t have brought up the idea of running away, now I’ve lost her.
Letting her slide off my grip is the worse mistake I’ve ever made and I won’t forgive myself until I’ve found her.
“Darren” Elena exclaimed as she came beside my bed.
Elena is a friend, a good one.
She’s among us, the “DELORS”
We the DELORS are the hottest group in college, Elena say not mine.
D – Darren
E – Elena
L – Lorenzo
O – Odell
R – Rosa
S – Scott
Although Rosa is not here with us, her name is still included coz she’s always alive to me.
I know I’ll find her.
Cuz after she fell of that cliff, I struggled up.
And when I did a grand turn to the end of the cliff, I couldn’t find Rosa.
There was a small river there and I searched everywhere but couldn’t find my sister.
And it’s been a wh0le 10 years that I’ve lived without her.
I haven’t found her yet and I’m not giving up, never.
“Darren ” Elena called.
“common hurry up, we’re gonna be late ” she pouted.
I freshened up, dressed up in some white T-shirt and a jean.
I picked up my jacket and hung it on my right shoulder and I headed out to meet Elena.
“wow” she breathed out when she saw me.
“just like the Greek god you are ” she said dreamily.
“girl stop dreaming and get your butt in the car ” I said and walked passed her to my car.
We boarded the car and I drove off to college.
We arrived some mins later and I packed.
Elena and I headed to meet “our friends ” at the garden coz that literally our meeting place.
“wow, so simple but captivating ” Odell complimented and I nodded.
I don’t talk much and they all know that.
And Lorenzo is the quiet type like me while Scott is the complete opposite
Loosing my sister has affected me, physically, socially and mentally.
I will never rest till I find her, that’s my biggest goal [ searching for her ].
The 6 of us set to go to class and trust me, I hate it.
Not the lectures but the scre-ms and cheers that’ll come from the students when they see us.
“DELORS, the DELORS are here ” a girl announced and everyone start coming out.
And you know what follows next.
Murmurs, cheers and scre-ms which I kinda hate but the rest ELORS find it fun.
“DELORS!! ”
“DELORS!!”
“DELORS!!” They chanted as we walked to class.
We finally reached our history class and Lorenzo signaled the students still following us to leave.
We entered the class to see Mr Kent already teaching.
He gave us all a look as we went to our seats.
We sat in a way of 3 and 3, except that Rosa is not here.
I wonder if I’ll still recognize her if I see her.
I mean she was just 7 years when I lost her.
Let’s just hope for the good.
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“Mister Salvatore ” I heard faintly.
“Mister Salvatore ” Mr Kent hit the desk and I blinked back to reality.
I haven’t been focusing.
“am I boring you ” he asked.
“no ” I nodded.
“then why this, you haven’t been focusing on your studies, your grades are falling and you now come late to school, why is that ” he asked.
OK do I blurt it all out?
That sir, the mistake I made years ago is catching up with me?
That anytime I sleep, I see myself with Rosa, running in the rain?
That the mistake of letting her slide off my grip is taunting me?
Of course not.
“nothing sir, I’ll be more focused ” I said and he nodded.
“you better do ” he said and went back to the board.
We finished history class and the next is French.
We looked at ourselves, waiting for someone to speak up.
“OK I get it, we all wanna skip French class cause Darren hates it, no prob, we’re in this together ” Scott said and we went out to have fun.
I got a cup of coffee and turned to go back to my friends but I bumped into someone, I mean the person bumped into me, coz I was standing not walking.
“hey dude, watch where you’re going ” the girl blurted out as she squatted down to pick her books.
She raised her head up to look at me and I got caught with those charming hazel Eyes.
Brunette hair and a well shaped face.
“hello ” she waved at my face.
“next time while walking, open your eyes and learn to apologise ” she said sternly.
Wait, has she gone bunkers?
She was actually the one who bumped into me and she’s blabbering.
“hello, you were the one walking with closed eyes and you’re supposed to apologise ” I fired back and she scoffed.
“you’re so.. ” she was saying but trailed off when the bell rang for another class.
“I’m late but don’t get too excited coz I ain’t done with you ” she said and stuck her middle finger at me then brushed pass me.
OK, I don’t know her but I’ll name her trouble.
I keep wondering about one thing.
“hey Ren, let’s go ” Elena said and I followed them to class.
“so guys, we have a new student ” the teacher said and gestured for someone to come in.
My mouth slightly fell open when I saw that “troublesome ” girl.
She smirked when she saw me and looked away.
OK I’m in for it.
But apart from that, why do I feel something.
Is she Rosa?
Rosa’s got a brunette hair like her, a well shaped face like her and hazel eyes just like her.
Is she really Rosa?
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T. B. C
By Jennifer Owens
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