Alright. So I need to get some thoughts out of my head. Maybe I'll make more sense on paper than I do in my brain.
My name is Annabelle Rose Mercy Watson. My parents are Doctor John Watson and Mary Morstan. Yes, I am the daughter of the famous Dr. Watson, best friend and patner of the great Sherlock Holmes. After my mother became pregnant they moved to a place in the city where we could run around and grow up nicely.
I should have had a twin sister. An identical twin. But the cord wrapped around her neck. Her name was Christine Charity Watson. My parents were heatbroken.
Even though they hadn't tlold me I was supposed to have a sister yet, I acted...odd. I looked back often, and I played games that usually had two people playing. I often looked about in hallways, as if something was missing. This boggled my parents.
I was a smart child. Completly enraptured by the tales of Mr. Holmes.
[will be continued later]
Primoris Incendia · Tue Mar 30, 2010 @ 01:12am · 0 Comments |