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**Author's note: yes i was bord and i wanted to do something like this anyway. ^_^ sorry for the bad grammer and all that sort of stuff! thank you!!~** In a mansion, to the far west side of Ireland’s Seacape, lived a boy not a year older than the age of 11. He was never seen by anyone who lived outside of the bronze gate that separated his family’s estate and town where he wasn’t permitted to ever go. “Bring me back some candy Caitlin?” he’d ask as his eldest sister placed her summer hat her head. She smiled and faced him and said, “Duncan, You’re lucky you’re not a girl! And all you can think about is sweets!” He grinned wide as she passed him and pet his soft black hair. She make her way to the stair case and shouted for the other sisters to hurry, “Elizabeth!~ Sarah!~ Tara!~ Daisy!~ Eleanor!~ Papa said that he’s meeting us in town today and I don’t want to be late!!” You can hear the thundering footsteps from the second floor as they rushed down the banister and shoving poor Duncan to the other side of the room. Alone set of footsteps step down from the last step of the staircase. She held a book close to her face which was nothing unusual. She steps slowly and quietly to where Duncan stood and stopped there. “Sarah, what are you reading today?” asked Duncan who was very much interested. She slowly looked up from her book and set the bookmark in place and closed it. She turned her morose but pretty face to Duncan and said quietly, “Brothers Grimm… would you like me to read to you when we get back?” Duncan nodded and said, “We can eat the sweets Caitlin will bring back!” She gave a small smile as she cleaned her glasses with her handkerchief and looked up at him “I’ll be waiting in the library”. Then they left as quickly as they came. Duncan waved to all of them from the comfort of the steps to their home and slowly walked back inside into the now empty house. He strolled up the first stair case, then the second which led to his room. He looked at the random claw marks scattered around the room. He moved to his bed and glanced at his stuffed monkey who apparently had an accident and had and arm torn off but barely hanging by a thread or two. “I’m sorry…Did I do this to you?” He bit his lower lip and frowned. He pulled up a chair and sat next to a window looking over the poor creature he had in his hands. “Don’t worry”, he assured it, “Papa gave me this ring. It’s a family heirloom. It’s supposed to help me change when I really want to change. Not when I don’t want to change.” He fiddled with the ring on a chain around his neck and stared into the blood red jewel. “Why was a born like this? Why do I turn into a monster when the moon is full? Why does father seem to hate me and not want to even look at me?” He looked out the window with tears rolling down his face then looked down at his stuffed monkey. “Do you hate me too?” It didn’t answer. Duncan wiped his eyes and set his monkey back on his bed and promised it Sarah will fix him soon. He sat back into his chair and stared into the sea’s horizon. “Is there something more?” he thought. “Is there a greater purpose for me out there?” he was silent and waited patiently till his beloved sisters came back to him. To Be Continued.
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