My whole body hurt so much, I didn't even know it was possible for my body to hurt this much. I want to say that I will get rescued but each time I reject Professor Shane he gets nasty. I first felt his teeth marks on me not long after we got into his place but the. Again when I refused to take my shirt off so he tore it and tie wrapped my hands together behind my back. I've been punched and slapped in the face, a gash across my lip and what feels like my eyebrow that's been slashed too. I really need to get out of Texas. I've got enough money saved up to move away even if I don't get this job in Spain it would be worth just getting the hell away from everyone here. I hear the door open and I can feel my entire body shake with dread. What will he do next. I can't see anything because of how dark it is but I can hear shoes passing by quickly. "Maisie baby" "Max? Get me out of here. Max get me out" "I am baby, stay still I don't want to catch you with the knife" He clips the t
Dear Maisie,My name is Jillian Sanchez and I am the lead co-ordinator at Flashes and smiles fellow ship in Barcelona,We have read and re read your application, we have continuously checked out your portfolio gathered in Huston Texas and we are extremely delighted to offer you this fellow shit which will become of your beginnings and your future.Flashes and Smiles have the ability to start you out in the world with only a simple answer to our question. Will you accept this fellow ship immediately?If yes please give me a ring on the number provided and we will get you set up with our team and when you shall be moving. All living arrangements included in the contract which is your own apartment facing Barcelonas beach.Kind regardsJillian Sanchez.I read the email and I re read that email because I feel as though my eyes are deceiving me but I know they actually aren't. When I read the email I'm not thinking about what could have happened between me and Max. I'm not thinking about t
I read the letter that was posted this morning. I read it over and over again wondering what it all meant.I wanted to believe that I was doing the right thing and that everything I had ever worked for wouldn't be left to rot. My mom was always badgering us boys to be gentlemen and to treat women right and I must have spent a long while on the phone to my mom who cursed at me so much that I thought for a moment my dad might come down and beat some sense into me.What I did was wrong and what I want to do is fix everything that I have done wrong starting with Maisie.I try her Cell but it doesn't go through so I try her sisters phone."Mr Kenner" Emily says into the phone. It's 4 pm and she should be at her office space but right now I don't even care."Emily. Please tell me you know where Maisie is?""I'm sorry, I don't. I did get a letter from her though but I haven't opened it" she says into the phone. After everything me and Maisie have been through, all the good and bad and everyt
5 months Later. Okay so over the last 5 months since I've moved to Spain I have found my footing with my work, I have been open and happy about what I want to do and the photos I love to take. I have my own new website that I post on and it's thriving but somewhere along the lines of what I wanted to do because a project for further down the line. I made a few friends, Kai who is happily gay and enjoys move time with the girls at work than the guys and Ruby who loves to go shopping on the days off. The biggest surprise of everything since starting my fellow ship would have to be the little girl growing in my belly. Yes that's correct, I am over 5 months pregnant with Max's baby and I have no idea how or when to tell him. Everything I have done since moving here has been for me and the work is amazing. I have my own apartment after Ruby moved in with Lucas, her boyfriend but Jillian kept my rent the same as I have been paying even though I have savings now. Granted I'm thankful th
Dear, to whoever see's this.My life is a shit show. I am 29, years old nearly 30, and I have never had a decent person besides my sister in my corner and to top it all of I have a condition which allows me to remember every shit thing that has ever happened in my life, if I'm going to put it in a nutshell. Starting with 19, nearly 20 years ago when my parents decided it was time to up and leave and not with me or my older sister. So here is my life, here is the one thing you'll probably get a giggle out off because I sure as hell I. I laugh at my own boring life. Did you know...I have never left Houston, Texas...Nope...never. So my friends...kick back, get your pop corn at the ready, maybe a coffee if you aren't human but need to survive somehow and wait for all the dramatics of the last 19 years followed by the present tense of my life.All my love...Maisie.19 Years ago"Okay, everybody. We have been assigned to our school for the pen pal assignment of the 5th-grade students. Come
"Be emily. It is very nice to meet you both. Please, come on in" they lady says as she opens the door further.I shyly took her hand, and she led us inside. The house was cosy and filled with laughter and the smell of freshly baked cake. I couldn't help but feel a little out of place in this happy atmosphere right now.'Maisie, this is Mrs. Thompson. She and her husband have kindly agreed to take care of you both for a little while,' Mariah explained while still holding my hand.I looked up at Mrs. Thompson, unsure of what to say. She just smiled and said, 'Welcome home, Maisie.' But I didn't want to be here. Instead of saying thank you or hello, I burst into tears and ran outside.Her words brought tears to my eyes because I shouldn't be here. and even though my parents left me here, Mrs. Thompson showed me a sense of warmth and comfort, which I didn't feel was deserving of me.As the day went by, I settled into my new home but kept my things in my suitcase and backpack just in case,
We had sent our letters back, waited for our replies but the wait was boring and I didn't care if she wrote back or not, yes it had gone by quite fast to say school usually drags and I can't wait to get home. My best friend Caden still lectured me about how mean my letter was. My mom always told me to be nice to girls, well to everyone really but what if this Maisie girl was just playing as a girl and in actual fact, she wasn't? When I wrote the letter, Caden was watching me the whole time, and I couldn't help the smile on my face as I wrote it. His words echoed through my head and a part of me wanted to be nice and respond the way I should have done but I didn't. "Your letter was so mean, bro. You're going to make her cry." Even after school had finished I couldn't help but hear the nagging part of my brain telling me I had done a rubbish thing to her. Was Caden right? Will she cry? I hate seeing my mom cry and I'm only 10.Heading to school the next morning, I knew it wouldn't be lo
As I walked into the school, I could feel the excitement bubbling inside me. I greeted my friends with a high-five. We all sat down together in the school courtyard, enjoying the warm sun and the cool breeze of an early Wednesday morning. We talked about our plans for the weekend, agreed to hang out on our bikes, and laughed at silly jokes. It was moments like these that made me realise how lucky I was to have such amazing friends, no matter how many mean words Maisie would probably say to me. Who insults someone by telling them to stub their toe? That's so powerful, I even had to curl my toes just to feel better.As we were walking to our classroom, I noticed a new girl sitting alone on a bench. She looked sad and out of place. Without thinking, I excused myself from my friends and went to sit next to her. I introduced myself, and she told me her name was Margot. We talked for a while, and I could tell that she was feeling better. I invited her to join my friends and me, and she happ