[It's already kind of bad enough that she's a sopping, wet mess to be caught in the cold of all things. But she is a small girl, a little too thin and with dark circles underneath her eyes. But it's hard to tell where her hair has slumped over her face. Dark, stringy hair clinging to her face.
The cold passes through her lungs, her body. And while the little girl has leaned herself up against a wall for an unknown amount of time, barely moving. Like a ghost. A pale specter of a child.
But wasn't she just a ghost? Perplexed hands clench and unclench. A shiver passes through her little body as something close to a whimper passes through her lips. She has rarely felt pain in her life -- at least of the physical variety. Unresponsive to shock, pricks, and even a blow to the head. At the most she's left standing there, hoping someone picks her up and takes her away. She feels the warm of blood passing through her body.
Samara Morgan | The Ring idonknowwhatimdoing
The cold passes through her lungs, her body. And while the little girl has leaned herself up against a wall for an unknown amount of time, barely moving. Like a ghost. A pale specter of a child.
But wasn't she just a ghost? Perplexed hands clench and unclench. A shiver passes through her little body as something close to a whimper passes through her lips. She has rarely felt pain in her life -- at least of the physical variety. Unresponsive to shock, pricks, and even a blow to the head. At the most she's left standing there, hoping someone picks her up and takes her away. She feels the warm of blood passing through her body.
So this is what it feels like to be alive again?]