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Article by kingcesar67 posted 4 days ago
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On the bus, I had to sit next to Natalie. Natalie was a little too friendly... especially towards me. When nobody was looking she mind controlled me and made me kiss her. "Focus Natalie!" Chantal always said when Natalie started to flirt. Natalie scowled at Chantal then said, "You're no fun Chantal." Chantal responded by saying, "Damn right I am! Please stop flirting with him." Natalie smiled then said, "Why? Do you like him?" Chantal glared at Natalie then said, "Not in the way that you do." Natalie smiled for the second time and said, "Then why can't I have him?" Chantal responded. "Because we've got bigger problems to worry about. Finding boyfriends should be the least of our concerns. If he's available at the end of the war, then you can have him. Unless he doesn't want you." Natalie looked at me then asked, "Do you like me?" I stood there silent. Chantal smiled then said, "Cesar is 16. I doubt he has an idea of who is spouse will be." Natalie looked at me again then said, "Do you?" I responded by saying, "Not yet." We got off the bus and later through in the day, I sensed a strange aura emitting from a guy with rolling book bag. He had black, straight hair and he was reading a...
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 days ago
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"You're not like yourself." Mason huffed, swinging under my leg and dodging a blast of cool, icy wind. I attempted a shrug and he held up his hand in a symbol to take a break. This was me. A fighter, a supernatural, and a bad ass. Well, the new me. Since that time they said I passed out, it felt like I came back to life in a new mind. A stronger mind. That and I found some giant textbooks under Mason's bed that I've flipped through occasionally.

"You're acting different too. " I told him, poking his shoulder and moving behind him.

"How so?" He asked.

"You're less shy. " I observed, taking a step back and bouncing onto his back, bringing both of us tumbling to the floor. Mason sat up almost abruptly and looked down at me with a serious expression as I just lay there, feeling exhausted. "And you're much more serious. " I told him.

"Am I really?" He asked, the tone in his voice expressing no hint of sarcasm or emotion.

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Article by Firewriter posted 8 days ago
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I woke up shakily, knowing that Mason probably told Delta when he left my room last night, and that means that Derek probably knows now too. I sat up slowly, my vision blurry. Why was it so hot in my room? As my eyes adjusted from their sleepy state, I could probably rephrase my thoughts. Why was it so cold in here?! I looked around in a daze. My entire room was covered inches thick in layers of ice and snowy powder. The curtains looked like frozen pillars and the window was tightly sealed. Slowly, I began to feel claustrophobic as I turned to my door. It was covered by so many layers of ice that it looked distorted. The first thing I could think of doing was getting a hold of Mason.

Maze? I asked. After a couple minutes of no reply, I tried again. Mason? Still no reply. It was like a prison. I grabbed my phone quickly and looked at the screen. It was foggy as I brushed the snow off of it and when it finally began to clear, it powered off. What in the world is going on?! I tried Mason again and he still didn't reply. So doing the only thing left that I could think of, I ran to my door and started banging on the layers of ice in hopes that it would do something.
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Article by Firewriter posted 9 days ago
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I woke up from my nap to find Mason laying next to me with his head propped up on his elbow as he played with a blue strand of my hair. I gazed back into his mesmerizing gaze. He gave me a weak smile and I returned it.

"Hey there sleeping beauty." He whispered.

"Hey. " I replied quietly, still feeling rather tired. Leaning down, Mason gave me a soft kiss when the door opened and our older siblings walked in, groaning and turning around as Derek walked back into the hallway.

"Is there ever a time I can talk to you guys without it being in an awkward situation?" Delta asked, sounding rather frustrated.

"Well for one, this is a bedroom, and two, knocking does exist in this world too. " Mason argued. I sat up and looked around before back at Delta.

"Getting cocky there little brother, I'd be careful." She said turning around and looking at us. There was a loud thud on the window above the bed we were sitting on and I jumped, looking up in its direction.
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Article by Firewriter posted 11 days ago
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With nothing to do and feeling a sudden sense of organization, I decided to clean my room. It was weird with having Mason watching me every now and again from his window, then hearing Derek and Delta laughing and doing who knows what in his room across the hall. Taking the last ounce of patience I had left, I got up and shut my door, then picked up a giant bundle of dirty clothes and tossed them into my laundry basket before going to the mess of shoes at the bottom of my closet when mom came in. She was barefoot and wearing sweats. Her hair was a mess from a hard days work and she had bags under her eyes. Never have I ever seen her this bad. She pulled her cardigan tighter around her as she wrapped her arms around her sides.

"It's cold in here." She commented. I looked up at her from where I sat on the floor, surrounded by shoes. "I haven't seen you this dedicated to cleaning your room before." She said. I shrugged.

"Probably because you're never home. " I said nonchalantly. Mom sighed.
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Article by Firewriter posted 11 days ago
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Someone was gently shaking me awake and I pried open one eyes, looking at a blurry Derek. I gave a weak smile, hoping that today I would be able to forget the haunting scene of yesterday.

"C'mon Simka. Training day." He said. Hearing Derek above all people say my Seeker's name made me jump upright. I pointed a shaky finger at him and scooted back in my bed until I pressed against the headboard.

"How... how did you..."

"Mason told me everything." He said before I managed to the find the words to finish my question. "He's waiting downstairs." He finished. I hopped up and threw on a pair of leggings and a blue long sleeve. It's been getting cold for a summer with the rain that hit. I grabbed my sneakers and ran down the steps. Mason was waiting there at the foot of the stairs for me and I leaned against the wall for support as I pulled on my boots, noticing then that Delta was sitting there on the couch, silently watching me. I could tell Derek was a little tripped out by her appearance due to the sheepish look he had as he tried not to make eye contact with her.
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Article by Firewriter posted 11 days ago
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I practically sprung out of bed with a loud siren. I looked around my room, wide-eyed until I spotted Derek standing near my dresser with his phone. He tapped the screen a few times and the annoying noise stopped. I groaned and plopped back down, throwing a pillow over my face.

"Sarah, get up." He said. I groaned again in response.

"Oof!" I grunted as a heavy weight fell on top of me and poked at my side a few times, causing me to jerk around. Pulling the pillow off of my head, I gazed up at Mason looming over me with a wide grin on his face. I couldn't help but chuckle at how childish he looks right now. I attempted to roll onto my side and looked at my alarm clock. It was only eight thirty! I groaned once again. "I don't wanna get up. " I grumbled, covering my eyes with my arm. Mason's weight left my body and I hit the ground.

"C'mon lazy. " Mason said, peering at me from the side of my bed where he crouched.

"Fine. " I mumbled, sitting up and looking at both of them. "Okay, can you jerks get out of here so that a girl can change?" I asked. They both smirked and Derek was the first to walk out. Mason leaned down and gave...
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Article by Firewriter posted 11 days ago
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"Where were you?" Derek asked, sounding somewhat angry. I felt an anger of my own starting up as I clenched my jaw.

"Why does it concern you?" I asked.

"Because I'm your older brother and need to know where you are in case something happens."

"In case something happens? What, do you think I'm going to get attacked again?"

"You weren't attacked Sarah, you were almost raped!" He said, standing to his feet.

"And you don't think I can defend myself?"

"Not to an extent." He said with a cock of his head, putting his hands on his hips.

"I'm not a child anymore Derek! I'm freaking seventeen! When are you going to start treating me like it?!"

"When you start acting like it!" He yelled back. Ohhh, no. He did not just go there... "I found the flask by the way." He muttered. My hands began to burn fiercely and I was having a hard time keeping my anger in. "Is this what dad wants you to do with your life, Sarah?" He asked, gesturing me up and down.
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Article by Firewriter posted 11 days ago
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I opened my eyes to find myself standing on an earthy platform with a ring of fire around me. Inches above my head was a long pointed piece of ice. And it wasn't melting. Looking around, it appeared that I was in some sort of cave with clouds floating around on the roof of it. As it appeared, I was at the entrance. The sky was split in half, one side day and the other night. What was going on? My first thought was that this had to be a dream and I pinched my arm. Nothing changed. My hair whisked around in a breeze that wasn't there. I stared up at the sky and where it split when a suddenly sharp pain pierced my lower back. It felt like I had just been stabbed with a jagged knife. But it was so sudden that I couldn't scream. I just gaped my mouth in shock. Now, this might sound cliche, but from the split in the sky, a blinding bolt of lightning came and struck the back of my neck. The pain and feeling of electricity coursing through my body was so extreme, I screamed on the top of my lungs, my throat feeling dry.
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Article by Firewriter posted 11 days ago
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I woke up to a very quiet house. Was mom not home yet with Kaitlyn and Elizabeth? My whole room was dark and the curtains were closed. I looked at the little digital alarm clock on the side of my bed. It was only one am?! Something stirred in the chair next to my window. It was mom. Then I noticed Kaitlyn and Elizabeth were curled up at my feet and the light in Derek's room across the hall was on.

"Mom?" I asked in a croaky whisper. She quickly got up and silently came over to me. "What's going on?" I asked.

"Oh honey, it's okay. Everything is going to be okay." She said, pulling me closer and stroking my hair. I could tell she had been crying.

"How long was I asleep?"

"Only three days sweetheart. But it's okay. Everything is going to be okay." I grabbed her wrists and made her look at me.

"Mom, what are you talking about? What's going on?" She sighed and looked down at her lap for a moment before back at me.
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Article by Firewriter posted 11 days ago
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I woke up tangled in my bedsheets with the worst headache of my life. The smell of alcohol and puke engulfed me and I ran for the shower before I gagged. Turning on the water, I waited for it to turn warm and stripped of my dirty clothes. Looking in the mirror, I noticed a small wound on my right temple with a bruise forming around it. Well, that'll be hard to hide. What happened to me last night anyways? As the mirror began to fog, I drew back the shower curtain and hopped in, letting the hot water run over my body. Why was I so sore all over the place?

After changing into clean jeans and a T-shirt, I pulled my converse on and blow dried my hair, brushing it over to hide the injured side of my face. Running down the stairs with my longboard, I grabbed an apple and took a bite before I turned towards the door.

"Where are you going?" A voice asked, stopping me as my hand touched the handle of the front door. Derek stood in the narrow space between the kitchen counter and the living room in his plaid PJ-pants, black Capri-sleeve and favorite white mug in his hand. Even though it was exactly the same as all the rest in the cupboard, besides a chip on the...
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Article by Firewriter posted 11 days ago
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My phone buzzed with a text on the nightstand next to my huge queen-sized bed. It wasn't even five forty-five yet!Who would text me this early? Feeling around lazily, I grasped my phone and squinted from the sudden light of the bright screen. After my eyes adjusted, I read the message.

'What are you doing today?' It said. I sighed heavily and plopped back onto my fluffy pillows.

'Absolutely nothing.' I replied. My fingers flew across the keypad. Only the sound of crickets from the front yard filled my ears as I waited. The phone vibrated in my hand a moment later and I nearly flinched from the brightness.

'Do you want to come to the mall with me?' The text asked. I knew exactly what that really meant and I about growled. I've done so much shoplifting this week I could pass. But then again, I'd rather not be stuck home all day.

'Yeah. Sure.' I reluctantly answered. After no response, I placed it back on the nightstand and managed to get comfortable under all of my thick sheets when it buzzed again. I cursed under my breath as I turned around and grabbed it angrily until I saw the text. And who it was from...
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Article by kingcesar67 posted 21 days ago
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I looked at Chantal in a slight mixed feeling of confusion and fear. My confusion was towards everything that just happened about five minutes ago and the fear was also towards the fact that there is now emerald-green fire currently emerging throughout my entire body. I then asked Chantal for clarification. "What's going on here?" Chantal stood up, reached into a satchel, which I didn't notice she had with her until now, took out a spray bottle and sprayed the both of us with it. "Whoa! What are you doing?" Chantal smiled at me and then responded to my question. "I sprayed both of us with a healing potion. All of our wounds should heal in the next five seconds." Then all of a sudden, my scrapes and bruises healed. "That's so cool!" I said excitedly. Chantal smiled at me and said, "Let's go inside. Mom is probably finished with cooking dinner. But tomorrow, we have to go to school. We'll have plenty of time to talk during school and possibly some time to train you at home." I said, "Okay."
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Article by Firewriter posted 22 days ago
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"Hey, Hollowshade Girl." He whispered. I felt so clumsy running into him... So not like me. I guess I was just not expecting to see him. In here. At all. His hands were wrapped around my waist to stop me from falling back and I stared into his fair hazel eyes through the dark. He was so close, but all I could do was asked one question. A question I ask every time I see him. (which is almost never.)

"What are you doing here?" He shrugged his broad shoulders.

"Could ask you the same thing."

"Well, it is my school." I countered, crossing my arms. He didn't let go of my waist and I was started to get the feeling he probably wasn't going to. He shrugged again.

"So."

"So what are you doing here?" I asked again.

"Why are you up this late?" He asked, dodging my question again. I just stared at him.

"Couldn't sleep. " I stated. "What about you? Same excuse? Oh wait, I'm not supposed to know."
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Article by Firewriter posted 23 days ago
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People down every turn
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a knife in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
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Article by Firewriter posted 23 days ago
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The past is the past, and no matter who you are, or where you are- it will ALWAYS find a way to haunt you. Whether you like it or not.
Kacie Taylor is what her best friends call a psych. If something bad is going to happen, or someone strange is around, Kacie knows. And her nightly visions get harder and harder to control- more or less understand as they gain a new roommate. Beth Hollow. As Kacie and her two best friends, May and Kayla, are on their own mission to solve the reasons behind the kidnapping attempts on Kacie, they're trying to learn more about the mysterious Beth. And how she just happens to know the strange and mysterious Colton who tends to show up whenever Kacie is in danger.
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"Stop giving us that face Kacie. " May said, poking my cheek. I blinked a couple times and looked at her.
"What face?"
"The face that says you're going psychic again. And whenever that happens, something bad tends to follow."
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"Did you see anything?" May asked curiously. Taking a deep breath, I looked between my two friends, then at Beth that just came out of the bathroom and shook my head.
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Article by kingcesar67 posted 23 days ago
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I was terrified that Delilah had found me. "Oh no. Not her." I thought to myself. I turned around quickly to see that Delilah was right in front of me. "At last. We meet for second time my child." Delilah grabbed my arm and said, "Come with me! We have much to work on." Then, out of nowhere, a dagger was thrown at Delilah's shoulder. "Ugh!" Delilah's arm was now dripping with her blood. "Curse you terrorist!" She screamed. Chantal was standing there with her sword drawn. She then said, "Leave him alone witch!" Delilah smiled, then started to taunt her. "Do you honestly think that you can protect him? He'll be mine soon Chantal. You might want to back off now, while still can." Chantal, now getting agitated, said, "The Earth-God is not something that want to trifle with. His power cannot be contained by anything." Delilah smiled, then said, "True. But, however, his power can and will be wielded." "You may be able to wield him, but you'll never control him, unless he lets you." Chantal started. Before Chantal continued, she looked at me, back at Delilah, then said, "You'll never get him as long as I live!" Delilah grabbed Chantal by the throat while enraged. "Then you'll die...
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Article by Firewriter posted 24 days ago
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In a world separated from humans, Seekers deal with never ending conflicts of power. Actual power. Sarah Jones lived her whole life as a normal teenager that had her own human issues. Only to find out that she was born in a family of Seekers and has to learn how to harness her capabilities in three days or who know what is going to happen.
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"Okay... so let me get this straight. I can somehow create ice out my freaking hands from sleeping with you?" I asked, pointing at Mason with a shaky finger. He shook his head and stood up as the flame in his hand disappeared.
"No, you already had these powers. They just didn't resurface until now."
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"Why don't we make a deal. I want you to meet me here in three days, and bring your lover boy with you. Then you can give me your answer on if you want to join me or not."

There is no such thing as an easy way out. Especially not in this world...
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Article by kingcesar67 posted 24 days ago
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It is now my sixteenth birthday and like on tenth birthday, I received a life-changing surprise. But unlike my last surprise where Delilah... Well, you know what happened, but anyway back to the current events. Unlike the last one, my surprise was that was being relocated. I went with a new family by the name of the Wilkonsons. "Welcome Cesar!" Said Mary, my new foster mother. "Thanks, miss..." I started before she cut me off. "Please. Just call me mom." Mary said. "Okay mom." I responded. "Allow me to introduce you to our family." Mary motioned me to follow her up the stairs. When we arrived up the stairs, I noticed a girl in the room across from mine. Then I began to ask Mary. "Who's that girl?" Mary stopped to answer my question. "Cesar. I'd like you to meet your foster sister. Thi..." before Mary could finish, the girl interrupted her. "Come on mom, I think I can introduce myself to him." Mary shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "Okay. I'll leave you two alone for a moment." As Mary walked downstairs, the girl smiled then said, "My mom is weird isn't she?" Before I could answer her she cut me off, then reached out her hand to me, "I'm Chantal. What's your name?" I accepted the...
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Article by kingcesar67 posted 25 days ago
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Hello! I am Cesar. I'm a being of infinite power, who just wants to fit in with the crowd. Anyway, being really powerful is really cool, but it also means I have to fight those who want to use my powers for numerous purposes, which I will discuss along the way. Anyway, my story began when I was 9 years old. The day I entered foster care was the best day of my life. But, I would soon find out that my whole life would change on my tenth birthday.
"Not so fast Cody! Slow down!" I said, trying to keep up with my foster brother. "Try to keep up Cesar! You don't want to lose for the third time do you?" Cody taunted. "No. I'm not going to lose to you again Cody!" I yelled boldly. "Oh, is that so?" Cody sneered. "Test your luck bro!" Cody yelled over his shoulder. I noticed that Cody was almost at the the finish line which was just a tree, so I dropped into a sliding position, slid past Cody, and touched base. "Wow Cesar! I'm impressed. You beat me. Let's go home." As Cody was turning around I tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Wait! I think we've got time for one more thing." Cody smiled at me then said, "Sure. What do you have in mind?" I turned around in all directions...
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Article by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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The sound of being in a car came to me softly at first, then we made a turn, making my head move to the side. The car became more real, the uncomfortable seats became more real, the expression on my father's face while driving was the worst reality. That sudden middle-gut singe of anxiety and pain hit me as if I just went down a roller-coaster. I looked out the window to my side of the seat and another feeling came over me, I knew this road, I knew these trees and the way the sun shone through them. I was back, somewhere that I didn't want to be. I knew that we were back in America.

We continued to drive straight down the road, the 30 foot trees flew past my window as we moved. I kept my eyes on the bare parts of the trees, imagining how fast I could run through them.

" Grandpa should be happy to see you." His tone didn't sound too happy.

" I thought he hated me as much as you did." I left him with that. He shot a glance at the back of my head, I could see in the reflection of my window; a mix of concern and surprise. I felt like a child talking back to their parent, but I knew that he couldn't smack me across the face. He turned his...
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Article by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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"Espresso or Mocha?" Aaron asked as he was standing at open cabinet doors that hung from the ceiling above the counter. He looked under the cabinets at me, waiting for an answer. I was sitting with my feet propped up on the couch in the living room. I was out of my gear and in some comfortable clothes.

" Ummm." I thought for a moment and looked around as I contemplated.

" Mocha, I guess." I answered looking at the coffee table sitting next to the couch. Aaron chuckled through his breath. I scowled at him.

" What's so funny?"I asked with my arms crossed. He looked back into the cabinets.

" Usually you're certain about everything you do. I never thought I would hear those words come out of your mouth." He chuckled again as he grabbed a small, cardboard box out of the cabinet.

" Are you implying that i'm stubborn or something?" I interrogated him sternly. He chuckled even harder, then turned around to the back counter.
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Article by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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The van revved up the hill and caused the engine to whine in some way familiar to me. My arm hurt like hell and my heart was beating so hard, I started to get frustrated with the rope around my hands and the bag on my head. I was getting light headed to the point of becoming loopy.

" Let me go you bastards let me-"

" There's no need for that kind of language, Prizmarine. I'm here now, it's fine." The bag was pulled off of my head, flinging my ponytail into my face. I was breathing hard from fright, it was dark in the back of the van, the front window, which was inaccessible because of the divider, only allowed the light in from the passing street lamps.

" England, wow. Hell of a trip to find you." I couldn't see his face. That voice, the tone, it sparked memory. Wait a minute-

" Now what was the reason to put us in this trouble ,Priz?" A light switched on, I flinched. There they were, those ice-cold, deep-sea, blue eyes that held secrets of their own. He was slouched against the wall of the van, arms crossed, which emphasized his muscles even more.
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Opinion by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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Sprinting down the street , breathing hard enough to make my lungs burst, my feet padded against the wet, asphalt. My breath clouded behind me; frigid cold air sliced past me. All I could think about was how close could they be now, where could I hide, would they find me and what would they do to me, where the hell was Aaron?

I halted onto the side walk facing an alley way , the walls dripped from icicles. The light at the end showed a way for me to go, but I had no time to think when screeching tires echoed down the street from the turnoff that I took. I took a second look at the alley and just booked it down the ramp. I almost ate some major shit when the bricked ground gave way to some ice. The van revved past the alley way but the immediate halt burned rubber and pulled the van back to the alley. Three or four men hopped out of the black van all wearing black wear or ski masks, and carrying sub machine guns and smaller hand guns strapped to their thighs. They had been ordering each other around in a different language.
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Article by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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This is just a basic summary for a book I hope to work on soon. Although tragic, a real symbol of love.

Kacie Voorhiest is a seventeen-year-old Junior who can't wait to get out of Willowpeaks High School. Ever since she was little, Kacie has had a passion to play the guitar and hopes to make it a profession some day.
Meeting Jason Trey; a young, talented, singer-songwriter changed her life and boosted her dreams to cloud nine. Until the hospital... and that was when Jason kept his promise of giving her his heart...
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