Isabel got in her car and started the engines.
“Hello, Isabel”
Isabel jumped up and screamed. She looked behind, over her shoulder, but there was no one to see.
“I’m going crazy” she mumbled and she rubbed her eyes. She hadn’t been sleeping very well, not with everything that was going on.
“You’re not going crazy” the voice commented. “You can’t see me, but you can obviously hear me. My name is Anna and I’m an angel”
Isabel shook her head. This was impossible.
“I see you have trouble believing so” Anna noted. “However, I need you to get over the shock and listen carefully. You want to find Cas. I can help you with that. Take a look in your rear view”
Isabel checked her rear view mirror and saw Heather lying on a table, dozens of syringes pierced in her naked body. Cas and Meg were standing by her.
Isabel looked behind her again, but again there was nothing and no one to see.
“Before you go you need to call Dean and Sam Winchester. And one more thing, do not touch Castiel. Take the girl, but leave Cas to me. The most important thing is that you separate them”
“Hello, Isabel”
Isabel jumped up and screamed. She looked behind, over her shoulder, but there was no one to see.
“I’m going crazy” she mumbled and she rubbed her eyes. She hadn’t been sleeping very well, not with everything that was going on.
“You’re not going crazy” the voice commented. “You can’t see me, but you can obviously hear me. My name is Anna and I’m an angel”
Isabel shook her head. This was impossible.
“I see you have trouble believing so” Anna noted. “However, I need you to get over the shock and listen carefully. You want to find Cas. I can help you with that. Take a look in your rear view”
Isabel checked her rear view mirror and saw Heather lying on a table, dozens of syringes pierced in her naked body. Cas and Meg were standing by her.
Isabel looked behind her again, but again there was nothing and no one to see.
“Before you go you need to call Dean and Sam Winchester. And one more thing, do not touch Castiel. Take the girl, but leave Cas to me. The most important thing is that you separate them”
''well it dont seem like nothin'' flame said '' well i like spyro but he already has a mate'' ''OMG shes lookin for a mate better play cool'' flame thought ''well im free'' ''but i got to know ya better b4 i look for a mate'' ''u went for spyro and u dont him yet ether'' true but hes so cute i cant resist'' well do ya wanna hang out'' okay'' lets go to the lake and fish'' ''sure'' at the lake spyro and cynder were already there fishin and ember saw them '' oh great spyro's with that nasty witch cynder again she's the evil one from the dark master wy wood he go out with her'' she thought ''lets go to this spot'' flame said snapping ember out of her trance-like state ''comin'' then cynder said ''woah spyro i caught i big one!'' ''good goin cynder'' ''thats good food for us'' ''tehtehtehteh'' cynder giggled ''u a good fisher too'' ''lets go back to the gardians with the food'' ''okay'' cynder said.
Sometime in our life, everyone must face the fear of rejection and being alone in the big, messed upn world.
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty fans of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. or ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty fans of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. or ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...