Writing Together........

" I think the question your looking for is Who just happened"
"what?! Who are you and what are you doing in my house!!"
"As I said Charlene, I beg your pardon Charlie The answer is inside you Im only here To help you find it."
She was getting more than a little mad. First you break into my house then you" she stopped as the woman lifted her hand slightly and looked her straight in the eye. Her eyes were terrifying!
"you will notice that your house has not been broken into."
Charlie turned and looked the door was still locked and bolted. If she didnt come through the door, how did she get in??

"How do you know I'm really here?" the old woman sat down on a kitchen chair "You aren't dreaming, but how do you know this is really happening?"
"That doesn't make sense!" Charlie walked over to the woman "Please tell me what's going on."
The woman grew a smile and looked at her.
"Think back to where you just were. Who was the person that your father was looking at in the bed?"

This was just wierd one minute she was old the next she was young, one beautiul the next a hag she was an Enigma wrapped in a condrom.
"what do you mean who was he looking at, he was looking at me!"
" Before you were born?? Really I thought you would Be smarter"
she sighed and turned around.

"Wait!" Charlie grew a vague look on her face. The old woman smiled as she turned around.
"It was a woman...It was you! You're holding something, a baby! But it's not me. Dad is looking scared and sick with worry. What...I don't understand!"
"You're right. It is me, and it's not you. Your father had another child, and illigitamate child. A love child. A little boy. We called him Simon!"

"Wrong if your right he has one child, Simon I was adopted! I remeber now..."
was back as a little girl she is standing at the top of the stairs Mummny and daddy are fighting. Mmmy is shouting and crying somthing about those"awful witch faeries of yours"
Daddy is cryib=ng now too hes saying sorry and somthing about magic and bewitched.
I, charlie know about magic Mummy reads me stories yesterday we read Rupunzzel.
She was back "you you you are not evan human are you?"

"That's right...I must say, you catch on VERY quickly. It usually takes a couple of days for people to understand!"
"You malicious woman! But why did I dream of him? Why did I see him as though in a past life? There's so many un-answered questions!" Charlie took a step back from the woman "You're the one that I saw when I was a little girl. I saw you when Mum and Dad were argueing, you were smiling, you watched over them as they fought, but they couldn't see you!"
"That's right!" The old woman began to fiddle with her hair.
"You were the reason for my mothers death that night! You were the reason my father was blamed and we had to leave! You were the reason that my whole childhood was ruined!"

Blinking back tears, stepping back, biting her lip, Charlie stumbled as she spun and streaked for the door. Grasping the knob, a hand grapsed her hair, yanked her head back. As her breath caught and heart stopped, slung her arm back and struck something. The hand released.
The door flung open, she ran, falling down the front steps into the street.

Charlie sat on the ground as her face was soaked with rain. The silloute of the woman appeared in the doorway.
"Now do you see? I have complete control of what goes on here!"
"No!" Charlie screamed. The people walking passed looked up to where Charlie was screaming at and saw no figure, only a wide open door.
"I can make you do whatever I want!" The womans face turned into a smile.
Charlie brushed the sodden hair from her face as she got to her feet and ran at the woman.

Upstairs, a street light poured cold, slippery light into a room that swallowed it whole, and Dani's eyes jerked open. A door slam chased quickly by screams interlaced with an odd voice followed close on.
"Charlie?"
Another scream.
She stood, headed cocked, leaning toward the top of the stairs. Anonymous tumbling sounds limped up the stairs and grabbed her mind, pulling her to the scene.
At the top of the stairs she saw below.
Realization widened her eyes and she smiled.

And her young father tore his prosthetic lips and face off. His ears under the artificial mesh were pointier than ever. "I am a vulcan", he said. "I cannot tell a lie. The waiter switched my regular coffee with folgers crystals...I jammed a dinner fork in his hand, his face, his stomach, and then back in his face again for good measure. I cannot believe the audacity of that fascist pig, thinking that I'd give up my civil right to a good cup of coffee, to a good cup of chock full o' nuts. That meant a whole morning gone, a whole morning sacrificing his household pets to the god of chaos, Tiamat. The shrink says I should start taking my meds again, but little does he know that I know that he knows that I know about him knowing and being an agent from the government. He works for the man and his job is to hold me down.

Now, THAT's a great ending! :)

Me and Night had thought of more twists really.....

You want to pick up at my last one?

Yeah, we have a few ideas, we'll keep it going!

Sounds like fun. You're up...