The control v game

Part one
Seth’s soft hand stroked my hair back from my face as I stared up at the stars. “You’re perfect, Ally. Perfect for me” Seth mentioned as I began to doze off into a sleep. “Don’t say that,” I teased. “You are, Ally” he encouraged. He other hand lay upon mine, in the soft green grass. “Seth” I said aloud. “Yes?” he replied. “Do you think, we’re meant to be? I mean, you know, you love me a lot, right?” I asked. “Yes, Ally. We are meant to be” Seth replied. I nodded. I loved Seth with all my heart and soul. Before I knew it, I was falling asleep in Seth’s arms.
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Being home schooled wasn’t the best thing, because I didn’t feel as social as most people should be. “Ally, if you had 100 apples and then threw two out your window, how many do you have left?” my mother asked me slowly. I giggled. I sighed. I wasn’t getting the best education. I learned all this as a young child. My family mainly got poor during the big flood of Askalaide. We lost all of our loose cash, and anything else that exposed us to ways to access money. “98” I muttered. My mother nodded. “Correct.” My sharp fingernails hit the side of the only table in our house. It was wooden and poorly built, thin shreds of wood poking up from the top and sides. Scrap pieces of paper were always spread atop the table, since as a young girl I would always get splinters in my fragile fingers. My mom looked deep into my eyes. I blinked a few times, my mom could always sense when something was on my mind. “Ally, what are you thinking about?” My mom asked curiously. I shrugged. “Seth?” my mom guessed. I nodded slowly. “Awe” my mom cooed. I felt embarrassed. “Mom..” I dragged. She looked at me with wide eyes. “I’m just so happy” she smiled. I nodded with agreement. I stood up. “Can I please go to my room, now, momma?” I asked quietly. She nodded. I walked into what I called my bedroom, although it was basically a blanket laid on a floor in the corner of our cabin. I shared my ‘room’ with my little sister. She’s a baby, four months old. “Ella, do you ever think we’ll be rich again?” I asked, not expecting an answer. The only thing Ella replied with was ‘alla.’ I sighed, and curled up in the corner, with Ella’s soft baby-head laying against my thigh.
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Note; most people might think, ‘that first part is pointless.’ its not, trust me :] haha.