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Opinion by noahnstar1616 posted over a year ago
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I ate more of the meat. "Done."

She smiled. "Good." She took my empty plate. "Would like-"

"Change me back!"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Change me back!" I was still in sea witch form.

"Why would you want to go back into being a rotten human?" She set my empty plate by the meat and put more onto it. She set the meat fulled in front of me. "Don't you like being a sea witch?"

"No, I hate it! Because of what you did I lost the the love of my life!" I looked at the plate of meat. How appetizing it looking, but I was too upset to eat it. "You made my life crap."

"Look, I'm sorry about your little boyfriend, but I can't fix your relationship. Or change you back."

"Excuse me?"

"I can't change you back."

I dug my claws into the wooden table. "Why not?"

"It just doesn't work like that." She noticed I was eating anymore of her food and she took the plate and started eating the meat. "Mmm, taste like waffles."
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Opinion by xoxpoisonxox posted over a year ago
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This is a Monolouge I wrote a little while ago for drama class. We had to write a dramatic one. So this monologue is about a girl who is talking to her therapist about a recent event with her friend.

Tell me what you think!

My mother says you can help me - Help me make sense of it. I don't beilive in therapists - But I guess ill .....0give it a try..

You know, Some say suicide is the most selfish act one person can make.. I used to think this too. But now it doesn't make sense to me how the most selfless, kind , person I know - knew- could be labled as selfish..

How long have I known her? Well ,I've known her for a couple years - But it seems like a lifetime now..

I met her freshman year, in Introduction to British Literature. I was scared - I mean who isn't on their first day of highschool? I remember Walking into the classroom for the first time. I had to find somewhere to sit - then I spotted her. She was smaller then everyone else - Or at least she seemed that way.
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Article by Zero_Delta posted over a year ago
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Prologue

Somewhere… “Yes! We did it; look at him fully developed and ready. Aha ha ha, the buyers will be thrilled!” in the tank, a hand twitches. “What?” Something dark materializes by the hand. “No, he’s not supposed to be awake! What’s going on here?!”

    An explosion rocks the countryside, a figure emerges from the flames of the burning building, and a scrap of flaming paper, one of many, blows by:
SUBJECT: ZERO
GROUP: DELTA

Ch. 1
Normal, that’s how most people would describe me, but then, most people don’t seem to notice that before the school year started, I didn’t exist. They don’t see my blood red eyes or my uncanny reflexes. Maybe they think I’m one of those ‘emos’ that sulk on the edges of the crowds with their tinted contact lenses, but I don’t care, the truth is way stranger. You see, I’m not even human. I’m just trying to live what my data calls a ‘normal’ life.
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Article by terra_rocker posted over a year ago
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The Cobras

I guess that’s what it is being called now my band ‘The cobras’. In this band we play all sorts of music types but we pride ourselves on wanting to play rock.
So my names terra but my band name is viper so sometimes you’ll hear me as terra but mainly viper. The 2 people I started it with are called Jezebel aka Scorpio, it describes her, and Francesca aka fangs, sometimes I wonder how she can have her head in the clouds so much. We have 3 more now.
I write the songs too, sometimes with Scorpio. So this is our poster I made ready for when we get a gig and to give to places so we get a gig. I always wanted to be in a band and at one point I guess I realised that wanting it wasn’t enough, that I had to try, that I had to put time and effort into it. We play original songs but we also like to play songs by other people. We love songs by ‘the Runaways’ one of our inspirations. I love music it is my life, so I’m going to make it my life my job my pleasure and my soul, like all good musicians and I won’t go it alone I wil have my bezzies.
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Article by FashionBug12 posted over a year ago
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As Cierra Fray ran through the cold forest, the scent of blood filled the air.
The stomping of boots behind her became louder and louder as time went on.
"Over here, men!" A loud voice said. "I can smell her blood! Come out, come out wherever you are!" The voice was the head of Asru, the organization whose prison she escaped from.
The thick brush scraped her bare arms and legs, giving her deep cuts. Poison Ivy nicked her dark skin. Hopefully, Cierra looked up at the night sky for some sign of a way out. All that was there was the moon, mocking her. It was free, and she wasn't. Well, not with Asru on her tail.
"Oh lord," She whispered to herself. "Please like- kill all of them. You know I'm innocent. I didn't kill that poor woman. Dear God, protect me. Amen."
As she kept running, an arrow came rushing right past her head. It sliced her cheek right open. In pain, Sierra fell to the ground, screaming. The blood ran down her face, dripping onto the cold ground beneath her. The scarlet river kept flowing and flowing.
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Fan fiction by animefangirlz posted over a year ago
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I was 13 when i had my first love.not my first boyfriend but someone i actually loved.
    
My name is Elisabeth Maddison,but everyone calls me "shinigami" it means " god of death",for my 13th birthday my older cousin Geettto took me to his gig.He plays lead guitar and vocals for their band. He kept telling me how much they kick butt and all the battle of the bands they won. I just kept walking in the rain as it poured down flooding the sky. We got to the place,it was an old former shed for shipping trucks. The small factory behind it turned into a music store.They give local bands all kinds of supplies.Geetto rented the shed for their new show.they shed was huge. there must have been over 1,000 fans in there.the house lights were almost blinding.over the chatter i could hear my cousin check the mics.

geetto on mic: testing testing....1-2-3-658-7894 yes ladies that's my number

girls giggle

Geetto: alright I'm just about done here I'll be on stage in a min ladies so sit tight
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Opinion by r260897 posted over a year ago
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now standing on last day of year
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
day by day we got used to
night by night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
next time we'll say
"damn our heart still misses
THE 2011"
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Article by Aisuanime posted over a year ago
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Zoeiz took a subtle relaxed deep breathe. And held it just for a moment.

Christ, by highest heaven adored…

The cold blistering air nipped at her exposed cheeks and the tip of her petite nose. A perfect atmosphere for the winters most important day, Christmas.

It was only 7:55 in the morning. Children throughout the modest town would be up by now, pouncing on their drowsy parents, eagerly anticipating on opening the wrapped gifts and stuffed bags.

She breathed out, the vaporous air revealing her breath.

Christ, the everlasting Lord…

Naturally, fresh flakes of snow began to fall from the cloudy heavens. Her emotionless steel-blue eyes, hidden by dim ashen shades, observed the sky curiously. She paid attention to a diminutive flake as it fluttered, gliding with the faint gust, until it alighted gently on her sniper rifle, at the edge of the callous black suppressor. At the near touch, it melted away, leaving only a speck of water. Zoeiz, realizing the distraction, peered back into her 4-16x 50 scope. With hurried adjustments, she focused it...
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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I jumped out of the aircraft, rushed to help Selia and held her in my arms, but she started struggling up on her own. I followed her down to the escalator. My friends were there, and so was Cobra. But how?
The escalator was broken. They were scattered on the stairs. I joined them. "Leave them alone Cobra, Its over"
He sucked his teeth "Not yet. You still have the pieces of the star don't you?"
They all looked at each other
"Give them to me"
I just stood there and scowled at him, but Selia started taking it out of her pocket. Mandy had her hand in her pocket and so did Frankie.Then I understood. he was in control. But...but I was the lion. The deliverer. That's why he couldn't control me. I took the crystal dagger from my pocket and stabbed him in his heart. he gave no response. he was about to stab Selia in her heart when instead he struck the dagger through his own heart. One by one they handed him their stars, and he took them. He had to, we thought as one. I was in control. We watched him as he stabbed every single dagger into his own heart. and then, we gracefully walked away.
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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The window. It was open ever so slightly. If I could just slide through without making any sounds I could do this. And I did. I fell onto the concrete bit of floor with no railings. The sun was out now. Shining bright. I looked down, way down, way down at the light green trees in the car park. Just then I got an idea (the car park)
A police car flew by. Moss green with its black and brown spots and broad wings. I took a glance at the pistols. Guns, that's what i needed. But how was I supposed to get down from there? The police car flew closer. I knew what I had to do. I got up and shook myself off. One, I thought to myself. Two, the car was almost there. "Three!" I jumped on the wing and held on tight. It flew down into a square, concrete cave. It was the police car park. There were shelves of cars everywhere. As soon as it neared the ground I let go and dropped off.
I wondered about the Muslim girl. She must have been dead already, and what about Frankie and Mandy. she hid in the bathroom. smart girl, I sighed, so good at staying in the background.
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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The maid was our friend, we used to talk to her about everything. She was a black, African American woman, fairly old, mildly chubby. She usually wore a jeans and anything she felt comfortable in and a plain white apron and head tie. We introduced her to the cult master but she refused, even though she liked him. We saw her in the mall, talking by the phone booth. Everyone walked by but i stayed and waited to talk to her. I smiled every time I saw her, and it usually lingered on until a while after she was gone.
Mrs Sami stood there talking on the phone, she saw me. She smiled and waved and continued chatting. Just then the cult master walked up to me and tapped me. I gasped and swung my head around almost immediately. I smiled. He started to laugh. I pretended to laugh.
"I'm going to say hi to Mrs Sami" he said tapping my shoulder. "Tell her more about our cult."
"Yeah okay" I shrugged
He noticed Mrs. Sami hadn't seen him yet. He put his finger on his lips and looked at me. I laughed a little.
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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I was at home eating dinner and drinking with my friends. We were all laughing "No they hated me i swear. Anyway, you wanted to know why i was late."
"Come on, tell us" said Selia
"Alright....I met this guy in a cult."
They all bursted out laughing
"No I'm serious, he was crazy. Found him down the back road. He calls me, the lion."
They all got serious "Well lets go" said Mandy.
"Lets all go" said Frankie
I smiled but I bet the expression on my face was (are you serious?)
We all walked into the cult. Now I don't believe i explained it properly last time. There were big front doors. Orange brown with big squares engraved in them. A dark red carpet, two walls on either side and none straight ahead of us. It was night. The room was dark. In the blackness, we could see a field of shiny dark green grass and the full moon.
"Come" he said, looking at us unsurprised as if we were supposed to be there. I turned to my right. I saw the Muslim ladies dressed in their shiny , bright shoon of purple and gold adorned with jewels . They were happy, once again they were sitting on a bench talking and laughing. She looked at me, the...
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Opinion by problematic124 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 6
Death Targets
"From the Predator to the Prey"Aurora questioned reading the note.
As soon as I read this I called them all to my house I also told them about the (bio) dad situation.
"So that's the same the person who turned off the power at Tweety's house" Ariel asked
"Had to be"Fable nodded "who else could it be"
"Should we tell the police"Owen asked
"It's like Gregg said we need hard cold facts this can also be counted as a joke"Tweety reminded us
"And it's like the note says he's never been caught before"Gregg told us
"We should fight back"Aurora said suddenly
"What!Fight back...how?"Fable asked
"The police can't help us...yet.We have to be the ones to catch him and then the police will take care of the rest"Aurora replied "we have to very careful and devious.No way am I going to be the prey"
"But it's dangerous"
"Aurora's right"Tweety said "the police are going to do nothing even if they believe us, there going to wait til one of us gets killed and then they'll do something"
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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The house lights were on bright. It was a lonely brick house, brownish cream and had a red galvenise roof. there was a square arch around the front door. It was big and had a light and a bench on the side. I walked up the one step to the open door. The boy had already run inside. Contrary to the arch, the inside of the house was black and dim and full of decor and dim lights. I should have noticed from looking at the glass louvers.
I saw a Muslim lady in orange on the phone. She was fair (light brown) and thick. The orange sari was high up over her knees. "Mam, Mam"
She was laughing, but she stopped when she saw me. She slowly removed the phone from her ear. She gave me a peculiar stare. I thought the boy was going to be alone.
"Can i stay? I want to talk to the boy"
She shook her head while giving me an awkward scowl.
So i walked back out to the arch. This time there were two Muslim women in hijabs (purple and gold) they were all dressy hijabs. I could hear faint music coming from the back of the house. They stopped taking.
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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Hi, I'm Carl. Okay so this is.....its really weird because. Alright there's been something on my mind for the last couple of weeks. I don't know, Selia, told me to write it down. Its big, its pretty big. So I'm a male prostitute. There was a big silver room. We were all bunched up together on tables, shiny silver tables. they used to put us on drugs and make us have sex with people. There weren't many private rooms and people didn't seem to care anymore.
We lived in the mall at the edge of the city, huge. There was this big pub on the other side of the mall. Sometimes you could hear what was going on on the other side from the video store. We were allowed to move around the mall. We had silver bands around our hands so they could track us. We blended in. We could go anywhere.
Okay so, I was...lying down. My run was almost up when this African American kid in indigenous Muslim wear came in. I could see him. The drug was wearing off. He looked blurry. I couldn't make him out. Anyway it was a blur. When it finally wore off Selia told me i had slept with him. I was holding my head, "Oh, no"
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Opinion by fanfangirlfan posted over a year ago
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Clean- 20 years later-ish

Kelly

You probably would never guess that I was in a rehab centre at 17. But I was and I’ll never forget it. I’ll always remember the stupid things they thought would fix us like art therapy and addiction themed movie nights. I remember Shirley. I remember Jason, Olivia, Christopher and Eva. They were my cure. Even though they were as fucked up as I was, maybe more, they taught me everything I needed to know to change into this woman I am now. I am a business woman. I work long hours and the only stress I have now is from work. Not from needing a drink or a line or a boy I hardly know to make me forget my own problems. I don’t have problems now. I pretty much left them when I left that place. It wasn’t all fine and dandy the second I graduated but it was easier. I was lighter, and everything was clearer once I encouraged myself to believe that I was worth something. I deserved a life. I deserved a place in this world. So that’s what I did. I made myself a place instead of a drink and I put real thoughts inside my head instead of blurry whispers that were voiced by my addiction. I’m not a role model, but I’m a...
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Opinion by noahnstar1616 posted over a year ago
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-The Next Day-
I peeked from behind the left corner of the school and saw Cameron carrying Mercury's book towards the school entrance. Perfect. I turned to Zoey and Francine, who were right behind me. "I'm ready. How do I look ?" I had on the outfit Francine picked out for me and the makeup Zoey put on me yesterday. My hair was in a french braid, courtesy of Zoey's mom.

"Beautiful", said Francine.

"I'm jealous", said Zoey.

"Thanks." I turned back to look at Cameron, who had probably forgot something because he was walking back to his car. "Wish me luck." I rushed towards Cameron. "Hey."

"Hey." He did a double take. "What happened to you?"

"Just trying a different look. Now that we're now dating anymore-"

"About that", Cameron began.

"Yeah?" My face lit up.

"Cameron!" Mercury came over to us. My face dimmed. "Did you get my-" She looked me up and down. "I see someone's trying the slutty look." She smiled an evil smile.
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Opinion by problematic124 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 5
Faliski's note
Aurora decided to shed the goth for good and came to school looking normal and beautiful. By lunch time everybody was talking about her 'new look'. People treated her more nicely and many people asked her to sit at their table but she told them she was going to sit with us.
Result:A lot of people are sitting at our table trying to win Aurora's attention.Plus with the result of them we can't talk about Friday night. The cool crew sat at our table, there mostly jerks because they think there better than all of us because there either rich, hot, or something else.
Other people sat here too and we could barely move because it was so crowded.
Tweety looked at me mournfully from the other side trying to talk but this noise level was just too loud. Close to the end of lunch many people left because it's awesome outside and they want to hang out outside. We would have joined if we weren't breathing in free air and now all alone to talk about Friday night.
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Opinion by DxCFan123 posted over a year ago
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I came back to reality when she mentioned coming home. "N-N-No it's fine, I can go home by myself" I said to her
"Come on! It's OK with me!" she said and pulled me out of the hospital and forced me to tell her the way home. I told her to stop when we arrived in the cemetary. "My house it just down there" I said, pointing down the street to some houses.
"No one has lived in that house for years, Sam. They're still all for sale, too." she said, glaring at me through her slit eyes. She turned around and pushed me through the large gates causing me to almost fall over a headstone. Suprisingly, I didn't appear in my room as I entered, most likely because there was someone else with me.

"I think you're hiding something, Fitz" she said, popping her neck. "I know that you and Alex have become two peas in a pod. You probally think that me and you are birds of a feather that stick together. But I know Alex has tired of me lately and might have been trying to find another woman. And then you came around, and he seem pretty interested."
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Opinion by DxCFan123 posted over a year ago
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.. my little sister Leaisl. B-B-But the image wasn't from my eyes, no. From her eyes at my... my funeral

'Sam is very peaceful, Mama. I would love to be like her' I said, twirling Samantha's hair around my finger
'Lea, she's-' said Kevin
'She doesn't know!!' Grandma hissed back
'Know about what?'
'That Sammie is in a state of peace. To be like her, you must disconnect from the li- I mean, outside world. Are you willing to do this?'

Godfather Wolf stepped out of the shadows behind us and into the light. He stared at me with his one eye, the other bandaged. 'I-I-I am not sure. I will think about it, God-Poppy' I replied

Wolf?! He never liked me, but loved little Leaisl. Another memory from Leaisl's eyes flashed in my mind

[i]'Now, I am proud to present your new queen, Angelica Brovannia Sereno Sefalia!'

Angel stepped out of the doorway and into the spotlight. Her fiery red hair was pulled into a tight bun. Her Mama's makeup caked her face. She became queen, rather than me, because Sammy had died. The Fitzpatrick and Sefalia families had been in a rivalry for generations. When the...
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Opinion by problematic124 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 1
The new girl
The first thought that came to Phire's mind of the new home she was ment to live in for the next four years was how strange. Her new hometown looked like something from a movie or a magazine.
If Phire hadn't known that she was in Open fields she probably would have mistaken this for L.A. or even Hollywood.
Everywhere Phire looked there was always something there. Whether it was stores or houses or even forests, it all looked perfect. What was funny was that Open Fields didn't even have a single farm. Nothing personal to the place but with a name like Open Fields come on it has to have at least one farm.
But Phire was pleased to see a huge acre of grassland all though they had to go through a beautiful but creepy forest with a space big enough to fit a huge car.
All though Phire was suprised to see a beach house in the middle of it and got confused when her mother parked in front of it.
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Opinion by noahnstar1616 posted over a year ago
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-One Week Later-
"Let's go, we're going to be late for school", Francine called from outside my front door.

I hopped my way toward her, since I apparently sprained my ankle on the night of the accident. "Thanks for the help." I roll my eyes. She grabs my books off the kitchen table, and I grabbed my crutches.

-At School-
Zoey was waiting for us at the entrance. "Finally!"

I came toward her. "Nice to see you, too." They helped me to my locker. "Why didn't you guys come see me in the hospital?"

"I don't like hospitals. They're fill of sick people and germs", said Zoey.

"And I had a soccer game", said Francine.

"For the entire week, Francine", I asked.

"Well..not the entire week..", She trailed off.

"Cameron came to visit me."

They both gasped. "He did? Why", they asked in unison.

"Well, he was the one who hit me. And he was keep me caught up in school."
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Opinion by evannapotter posted over a year ago
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Well, Hi (:
My name is Evanna, and I'm from Phoenix, Arizona.

Writing is probably one of the reasons that I still alive.
I feel very comfortable doing it. SOOO.. I want you to give me your opinion and decide if you want me to start my own book (:

I'm a little scared, because I think that people will not like what I write (like always)
But if you want to help me, just sign below and I will be more than thankful for your support.

OH. And if you like you can start giving me ideas about what I can write.

xo, Eva.
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Opinion by MickCayla133 posted over a year ago
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Logan was walking through palmwoods looking for Carlos, he saw him by the pool with Jennifer's so he walked towards them, he said Hi". The Jennifer's said Hey Logan. Carlos had said hey logan, what are you doing. Logan says I am good, I am trying to get away from Camille she gets on my last nerves. Camille says hey logie want to go out with me saturday night for kiss and tell. Logan says no i can't maybe i will ask someone else okay. *camille had left*. Carlos says i better find a girl to go with me at Kiss and Tell. Jennifer 2 says i wanna go with you *She had smiled*. Jennifer 1 says No, I wanna go with him. Jennifer 3 says Uh- Uh I want too
Jennifer's says CARLOS!. Carlos says i do like you 3 but it's so hard to choose from 3 awesome prettty Hot Girls. Logan says: I'll take Jennifer 1 you take Jennifer 2 and James take Jennifer 3. Jennifer's says Okay. Logan says I gotta go to the park to find Jo. *Park* *New girl bumps into Logan* New Girl says Oh i am sorry i was too busy looking around. Logan says oh it's okay, hey we should hang out some time like friends. new girl says yeah of course. *she had smiled*. Camille says Hi, i am his girlfriend. new Girl says So what i...
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Fan fiction by GummyBears_11 posted over a year ago
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As screwed up as my life was, I always found joy in singing. I sang everyday, no matter what happened. Singing helped me remember a better time. A time when 'he' wasn't around. A time when my mother WAS around. A time when I wasn't alone.

Chapter 1- Ring Around The Rosies

I jerked awake. I was covered in cold sweat, and I still had flashbacks of the nightmare stuck in my head.

"No! Mother, please, don't go!"

There was no use in falling asleep again. It was already 6:40, and soon enough, my stepfather would barge in my room, yelling at me to get up, calling me names, threatening to beat me.

"Dad! No! Please stop. I'll get up!"

I got up from my bed and tiptoed as quietly as I could to the bathroom. I heard a grumble coming from my stepfather's room, but soon, it quieted down, and he was steadily sleeping again. I tried not to think about what happened the last time I woke him up.
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