"Rita?" I couldn't tell where it was coming from, or who it was yelling my name. All I knew was I had to get out of there. I ran to my car, my ankles twisting along the way. I ignored the pain. "Rita!" They kept on repeating. I covered my ears and closed my eyes tight. Leave me alone! I wanted to scream out, but already felt eyes staring at me. I didn't want attention. I wanted out of there -- to a safe haven.
And when I opened my eyes, I was in a field somewhere deep in a forest, sitting on the wet grass. A gust of wind blew through my hair, and pushed against my head. Whatever, or whoever it was, was gone. I was left by myself. I felt alive somehow. But it only gave me a sick feeling of insecurity. I was going to have to endure all of this pain I'd set up for myself.
I ran my fingers through my hair, saddened by the fact. But, all at once, my tattoo began to burn, my body was pushed down, and my mind began to race. As the pain grew from my mind to my whole body, I had trouble seeing anything ten feet in front of me. More and more, my senses failed me - my hearing left me after my touch. I felt powerless and I knew I was.
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Teen FictionRita LeeAnn Foreman seems like a normal teenage girl ... However we all have our secrets. It won't be long that those secrets come between life and love. For this 15 year old senior in high school, secrets may just destroy her. But she has faith in...
