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Post by helena alicia rush on May 4, 2009 14:34:14 GMT -5
You would think that if you had all of your siblings die from not following the rules and being careless that you would learn from that, and learn NOT to do said things. But then of course, Helena isn’t exactly that smart, or if she is, then she doesn’t use it at all. No, someone smart would be a good little girl and go out of her way to not get into trouble, but Helena couldn’t help but want to do the things that could get her in trouble, the temptation was just too much, and she wasn’t very good at resisting it. Not at all. Idiot. If she kept going about this way, she would get herself killed also.
It was one of those Friday nights where you had nothing to do, at least for Helena it was, and she just didn’t want to stay in her room doing nothing all night. She wanted to go exploring a bit, it wasn’t that she had never explored the Academy before; she had just not gone very close to the places where you weren’t allowed to go. And she had an urge to go to the basement, she had always liked being in the basement at home, it might be dingy or smelly or creepy, but it was always interesting. Anyways, she didn’t think that anything could be worse than having to see her brother’s dead body at the end of last year, and anyways, they wouldn’t drag her into the games for going into the basement once, right? Well, she hoped not, but all she could do is hope.
Sneaking out of her room, wearing her black bondage pants and black My Chem hoodie like normal, she tiptoed her way throughout the building. Most people were either out partying or sleeping right now, so she figured that no one would see her right now if she went. It took her almost a half hour to actually find the basement though, because she had never been there before, and she had only gotten the idea to go to the basement around two hours ago, so she hadn’t had time to find out where it was before hand. When she finally reached it she had to stop herself from yelling out in joy, because she was about to just give up.
Opening up the door, Helena slowly started walking down the stairs, hearing them creak as she went down. She didn’t know if there was a light switch or not, because she had forgotten to look for one, but it was pitch black, and she also didn’t have a flashlight. Oh, smart idea! Not. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she stopped for a little, trying to let her eyes adjust to the darkness.
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