2-11-03 A/N that's the day I wrote this don't bother with it, but this is the story I want to share with someone. You know email it them, make changes, talk about what to do and plans for the story, and even write it out in a nice flowy way which I'm very bad at. I have 4 chapters of it but I wanted to post the first one for people to see how I write. If anyone is interested in writing this together please tell me. You can email me at blackcloakedshadow or catch me on aim my screen name is gorangejello

Unheard

"Where are we going?" I asked my older sister.

"You'll see."

Looking out the car window I saw the white lines on the road pass by quickly. I decided to count them. .5.6.7. Then we come to a stop. We're on the main streets still. A red brick building with a black sign that says Dr. Randu sat in front of us.

"You took me to a therapist!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah."

"How nice of you Pam." I said with a voice full of sarcasm.

"You're welcome."

I had to go in. My sister had made an appointment for me at 12:00 with Dr. Randu, and at the time was 11:58 right now. Inside the gum-chewing clerk behind the counter told me to go into room eight and take a seat. So that's what I did. As I waited I looked around. The room was pretty plain. It had no decorations or pictures; just bare walls that were painted in eggshell. Without me noticing Dr. Randu had slipped in and took her seat. I hate it how they do that.

"Hello!" she had said cheerfully.

"Hey." I muttered back to her.

"Anything you would like to tell me Ms. Cleave?"

"Well I guess so. Yesterday I was at the park on Sixth Street and I um."

"Yes go on. You what?"

"I was playing hide-and-seek."

"That's nice."

"No, no it wasn't Doc. It wasn't any ordinary hide-and-seek. In this I was hiding from him because he was after me. He wants me back after all he did. I hid in a tight spot in the corner of the wooden fort. He came up and looked around for me. When his back was turned to me I knew he could smell my fear. I was right he turned around and I could see my own horror reflected in his eyes. I started to run but he caught me. As he held me tightly in his embrace I struggled to get free, but it was no use, he was too strong. His cold, white fingers started stroking my side and I quivered. "You like that don't you?" He said to me. "N-no." I whimpered. "Of course you do baby." Luckily for me at that very moment someone called out from the swings, "Darrel!" I knew this was my only chance to escape; his grip had loosened from around my waist so I ran for it. Darrel cursed then yelled out to me, "Where're you going? Nobody cares about you sugar but me." I just ran faster until I ended up at my sister's house and crashed out on her porch. When she found me lying there earlier this morning she took me here."

I looked up at Dr. Randu. OMG She wasn't listening! She had headphones on and was humming to the sick mellow tune those stupid ears were listening to! I couldn't take it and dashed out. Darrel was right nobody cares about me.