New Eyes

This is the next installment of Glass Eyes I started writing but never finished..

Diary

June 20th 1708.

Dear dearest dairy,

It has been nearly over a century since I last wrote to you, My sister Trudy and I have been on the move again and haven't found a place to settle of such, anywhere safe. We were being hunted, the humans have wrongly accused us of countless killings and show no sign's of stopping. It's like they've evolved somehow, pitch fork's, gun powder and spear's. All that can hurt us but not kill, none of the humans we have encounter have not discovered that pure sliver is our killer. And I pray that they will not.

 The last village we stayed, one killing was our doing. Trudy my sister lost control with one of the men and in some way he did deserve it, as his a tempt to rape my Trudy ended his life.

Trudy is troubled deeply with her knowing of what she has become and her temper is far more outrageous. As she is only a child. It will be a few year's before she understand she was born this way and have to make peace with it to live her life as normal as possible.

I've lived longer then Trudy and I' am starting to show age, I'm not sure how long I have left, but I hope and pray I will be at her side till she is calm, safe, protected and able to fend for her self.

Till then my dearest diary.