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Chapter 1
Meet the Carrot-Tops

    A long, long time ago, in the год 1850, there was a man by the name of Sam Carrot-Top. He was a well educated man, slender in build and always wore a dusty old кепка, колпачок that covered his оранжевый hair and broken glasses. He was an honest and wealthy man, but Ты would never guess that he and his family were well off; he never showed his wealth или bragged about it. He used his money to help the poor and needy.
    His wife, Jane, was oh so beautiful, with lush red hair, a petite figure, and smooth, creamy pale skin. She loved all the children in the neighborhood, always fixing a broken сердце или a scraped knee. She was the perfect housewife, the kind any man could want.
    They lived in a small town in Georgia called Valdosta. Sam and Jane were the talk of the town; they grew the largest vegetables and fruits the eyes have ever seen. Their watermelons were the size of houses and carrots as long as 20 feet!
    All the neighbors began to whisper, and became jealous of the success of the Carrot-Tops; farmers came from near and far to see the great Carrot-Top plantation. Because of the popularity of their fruits and vegetables, they became a household name. Merchants came from all over the world to buy their fruits and vegetables.
    Some of the other farmers became extremely jealous of the success of the Carrot-Tops. They tried to sabotage their land, either by overflowing it with garbage или water, but it never worked. The fruits and vegetables kept on growing and growing. Some were so tall that their leaves touched the clouds. Nevertheless, Sam and Jane ignored their rivals and continued to be good neighbors.
    Their pride and joy was their son and only child, Peter Carrot-Top, a 10-year-old boy who was as skinny as a Beanpole with bright оранжевый hair and deep freckles on his face. He wore the same old clothing over and over again, brown хаки pants and a rainbow-colored рубашка with two different colored рубашка sleeves.
    Peter was teased by all the kids. Not only was his hair funny, but his name, Peter Carrot-Top, was as well. The kids teased him all day. Every день it was the same thing, kids singing, "Peter Carrot-Top, Peter Carrot-Top," in an annoying and devilish tone.
    Peter was sick of it. Unfortunately, every time he got upset, his head would swell up like a big оранжевый balloon and his оранжевый hair would gently stand up at attention. This made the kids laugh even harder.
    Peter was all alone in the world; he didn't understand или fit in. There was nothing the principal или the teachers could do. He was just a special boy. His mother and father were hurt the most; Peter got the оранжевый hair from his father, and the freckles from his mother.
    His parents went to the school regularly to seek help for him. Just a poor farmer, Peter's father did not know what to do. He would pace the school hall as he talked to the Dean of the school asking for help for his son, but Mr. Snicker, the Dean, just walked around with his fat gut stuck out, and only made the Carrot-Tops feel worse by telling them their child needed to be placed in a special school.
    Peter's father slammed down his hat in frustration as the Dean sat back in his leather chair, and smoked his cigar with a smirk on his face.
Mr. Snicker shouted at Peter's father, "Boy, calm down before I have Ты thrown out on your ears!"
    Peter's father grabbed up his hat; took his wife by the hand and stormed into Peter's English class. "Peter, get your things. We're taking Ты out of this school!"
By the look on his father's face, Peter knew that his dad was very upset. All Peter's mother could do was cry and sob as they walked out the doors. The kids began to laugh, and once again, Peter felt distant and alone.
    Peter and his family jumped into their wagon, and off they went. He could see the concentration on his father's face, and the sadness in his mother's eyes. Peter began to tell his parents how very sorry he was, but a gentle touch on the hands from his mother let him know it was all right. Peter lay back in the сиденье, место, сиденья of the wagon and didn't say another word.
    Suddenly the wagon began to lift until it started to fly. Peter jumped out of his сиденье, место, сиденья and gazed in awe; he was speechless. He looked down and saw that they were above the world.
    He could see the cows and trees, and he even spotted his house. Peter was tickled to death; he began to laugh hysterically until his parents started laughing with him.
Peter said, "Father, what is going on?"
    Peter's dad didn't say anything, then his mother jumped in and told Peter that they were from a different kind of generation.
"What kind is that?" Peter asked, dumbfounded.
Then a stronger, sterner voice jumped in; it was Peter's father. He went on to tell Peter the story of the Carrot-Tops.
    Peter listened intently, and hung onto his father's every word. Peter's eyes began to Переместить back and forth as every word spilled from his father's lips. He waited patiently to hear the story of the Carrot-Tops.
    Peter's father went on to tell him that they are not alive, at least not on earth, and that they were from a world the living call “Death”.
Peter stuttered and said, "Do Ты mean we're dead?"
    "Yes, we're dead," Peter's father replied. He went on to tell Peter that they had been dead for years. He сказал(-а) they didn’t belong to this world. He told Peter the world they belonged to was called Baja, a place of mysticism and power, a place so beautiful, and yet so evil.
    "Welllll, why aren't we there?" Peter asked his father, but his father could not do или say anything. He just hung his head down low and began to wipe the tears from his eyes.
Suddenly Peter's father parked the wagon on a hilltop way above the trees, where no one could see them; then he began to tell Peter why they were here on Earth.
    "Well, son, many years назад I was one of the chosen ones to protect Baja and make sure that the city was preserved for all our generation, but I failed at my job."
Peter's father told him of how he was in charge of leading an army of men to get the eighth key. This key opens the door to the eighth elder of the world. The elders were in hibernation. When they awoke, they protected not only Baja, but also Earth.
    He told Peter that he failed when he Остаться в живых the key. Because he Остаться в живых the key, the eighth elder was never awakened. The other seven went back into hibernation because they can only function with each other; all eight have to be awake at the same time.
    "Well, why did Ты lose the key?" Peter asked.
His father told him that the key was so powerful there was a rule to never touch it with your bare hands. He did anyway, and the key gave him so much power that he could not handle it. His hands began to burn and his skin began to rot and fall to the floor.
    When he woke up, the key was gone and Baja was at risk. The remaining elders were very angry, and before they fell back into hibernation, they exiled Peter's father and mother from Baja. Peter's mother jumped in and began to tell Peter that she loved his dad so much that she was willing to take banishment with him, and one день their names would be cleared.
    She also let Peter know that his father was being very modest and taking the entire blame. She сказал(-а) what really happened was that Peter's dad, Sam, was forced to touch the key by his brother, Marcus. Instead of Sam turning his brother in to the elders, he took the blame for something that was not his fault alone.
    Jane told her son that Sam's brother was evil and mean; but Sam didn't like to admit the fact that his brother set him up. Suddenly the wagon was quiet. No one made a sound.
    Peter's dad began to look back at Peter in shame, but Peter jumped up and gave him a big hug.
    Sam was relieved. In a trembling voice, he looked into Peter's eyes and asked, "So Ты aren't ashamed of us?"
    "No!" Peter replied.
    Peter then asked his father about the wagon flying.
"Oooohh! Yes, son, I will tell Ты about the flying wagon."
They all began to laugh. Sam told Peter that in Baja everyone has some special ability, from making objects fly to growing large fruits, vegetables and plants.
    Peter suddenly looked at his mother and figured out that she was the one growing all the fruits and vegetables on their plantation.
She smiled with her вишня lips and said, "I was gifted with the green thumb."
    Peter laughed and told his parents he was finally free. His parents looked bewildered and asked him what he meant. He told them that he knew now why he was different from the other children at school. Peter also told his parents he had something to Показать them.
    "Up here?" Jane asked.
"Yes, come out of the wagon," Peter replied.
Peter's mom and dad looked at each other in amazement and shock as they jumped out of the wagon. Peter held his hand to the ground and began to shake. Suddenly a big hole appeared in the ground. The hole was so big that it swallowed up the trees. Peter looked at his parents with pride. They looked back at him in amazement.
    "Why didn't Ты tell us, Peter?" his parents asked.
"Well, I did not want Ты to be ashamed of me. The kids at school were already calling me 'weird' and 'strange’. I didn't want to disappoint you.”
    "Never," сказал(-а) his father.
Jane asked Peter how long had he been keeping this secret from them, and Peter told them, for many years. He did it only because he was afraid of his own powers. That was a great power for a little boy to handle. Peter's parents knew that there must be something extra special about their son.
    Their brains began to think of what all of this could mean; the wheels in their heads were turning so fast Ты could see smoke coming out of their ears. But nevertheless, Peter was happy that his conscious was clear, his face began to get some color and his eyes began to twinkle.
    The family decided it was time to go home, and as soon as the rooster crowed in the morning, it would be time to see the Oracle. Off the hilltop they went, swaying through trees and mountains. Everyone had had a rough day, but now it seemed to be a день of joy and happiness.
    Peter hung his head out of the wagon and began to feel the breeze on his face.
"Be careful,” сказал(-а) Peter's mother.
    "I will," he replied.
    All that afternoon, they went flying over rivers, lakes and streams. They even passed a drunk sleeping under a tree. The man jumped up and began to scream, "The sky is falling!" He ran through the village telling the people, but no one believed him since he was the town drunk.
    Peter and his family continued to ride the high hills and mountains until it got dark so they could return Главная without being seen. He was so excited that he had finally figured out why he was so different than the other children.
    As for his parents, they were relieved that they were not hated by their son, but they were also worried about his tremendous gift. It was a gift that no child should have, but they did not ruin the moment by being sad. They remained happy and upbeat all the way home.
    As nightfall grew, Peter and his parents arrived home. Nothing was the same anymore; their house began to look old and rotten. They could see the tiniest imperfections, and they knew in their hearts that it was time to leave.
    Peter was so excited he could not sleep, but his parents forced him into постель, кровати with the hopes of seeing a land the living only dreamed about. Peter asked Вопрос after Вопрос as he drifted off to sleep. His parents only smiled as they rubbed his оранжевый hair and tucked him tightly into bed.
But as midnight approached, his parents found themselves pacing the floor. They discussed how long they had been away from Baja and how they would be accepted after 10 years. It was very stressful for them; their faces became blank and sad. Finally, they went to постель, кровати anticipating a meeting with the Oracle, the only one who could get them back into Baja.
Chapter 2

Meeting the Oracle

    As the rooster sounded his alarm, Peter was the first one up and making breakfast for the entire family. He was so excited to meet with the Oracle, but his parents weren't. They never let Peter see the fear on their faces, and went about their morning as usual.
    Sam was out in the plantation talking to the workers, letting them know that they might be gone for a long time. He told them he would sign his will over to one of his trusted workers and his family. He and the worker he picked began to Дебаты back and forth about taking over his land. The worker told him that he was a poor Negro, and no colored man had ever owned anything this successful without being hung. Still, Sam insisted.
    He gave his worker, Mr. Jones, a bag of magical seeds and told him to spread them along the property line and he would be protected. Sam let Mr. Jones know that he chose him because he was one of the workers who was always truthful, fair and honest with everyone. Though Mr. Jones was afraid, he took the bag of seeds and hid them in his pocket.
    Sam patted Mr. Jones on the shoulder and let him know that everything would be all right, and that he would be watching. As Sam finished his business affairs, he went into the house where his wife and Peter were waiting on him to eat breakfast.
    No one сказал(-а) a word. Reality was finally setting in on what they were about to do. Everyone took deep breaths and began to eat very slowly. Finally, Peter started a conversation and asked his parents what to say to the Oracle.
    Sam replied, "Don't say anything until you're asked."
As breakfast finished, Sam began moving things around the house telepathically. Socks were flying through the air, and even Jane's underwear got caught on the lamp shade! She was so embarrassed; she jumped up and snatched them off the shade with a smirky grin at her husband.
    Once Sam got everything packed, they walked around the house touching and feeling everything they would miss, but Peter didn’t. He was so excited that he could hardly wait to leave. He began to pull his parents by the hand urging them to leave, but they were filled with so much emotion, they had to take a seat.
    As they were saying their goodbyes, Peter was already in the wagon ready to go. After a long time of waiting, he yelled from the wagon, "Come on!"
Then the door slowly opened and his parents walked out. Peter could tell Jane had been crying. Her eyes were puffy and swollen; her nose was red and her face was disheveled.
    They jumped into the wagon and сказал(-а) goodbye to their workers. Sam pulled Mr. Jones aside and told him to never let anyone know that he had gone, and if anyone asked, to tell them that he had some business in Paris he was taking care of. Mr. Jones nodded, and they were on their way.
    They made sure not to look back at the Главная and Друзья they were leaving behind to go to an uncertain place where they might no longer be welcome. The carriage ride was long and hot. Everyone was sweating.
"Are we there yet?" Peter asked.
"Soon, son," his father replied.
    As the Carrot-Tops left their plantation, they were hailed and greeted by all the people of the town. Sam was sad to leave his home, but what he was doing was for his family, not for himself. Suddenly the carriage turned off a dark road.
It was so pitch black Peter became afraid and yelled out for his father, "Father!"
"It's okay," Sam replied, letting his son know that he was right there with him.
    Then there was light again, a big burst of brightness. It was so bright they could hardly keep their eyes open. Then it went dim, and Sam told Peter and Jane to get out of the wagon, and to follow him closely, out of the bright light.
    There was a beautiful forest like nothing Peter had ever seen before -- the plants were moving and talking. Peter was startled for a минута but then regained his composure.
"Good day!" yelled the plants.
    Peter stopped to inquire about the plants, but his mother pulled his hands away telling Peter that they had important work to do. Even the Животные in the forest were glad to see visitors.
Then a rabbit the size of a wagon came up to Sam and shouted, "Well, well, well! The traitor is back!" with a smirk on his face.
"You're gonna get it now!" a белка replied.
    Sam did not let it bother him. He kept walking to his destination, but Peter was amazed at the beauty and wonder of the forest.
"Pay them no mind, Peter. They all were once our friends," Jane said, but Peter was not listening. He was too in tune with the Пение waterfall.
    He watched as the waterfall turned into different shapes, from a woman, to a dog, to a big roaring lion. This was all exciting to him.
"Where are we?" Peter asked his father.
"This is the portal to Baja" Sam replied.
"We're moving on,” сказал(-а) Jane.
Peter replied, "I am so excited to see home, somewhere that I fit in."
    As they walked the long forest pathway, there was a cottage made of golden bricks and rubies, and birds flapped their wings vigorously when they saw Peter and his family coming. The tension in Sam's eyes showed fear as he came to the gate of the cottage. He hesitated to knock.
    His hands began to sweat and shake out of control, so Peter walked in front of him and knocked on the door. Suddenly, the door opened, but there was no one to greet them! They walked in quietly and stood in the middle of the hallway.
    "Oracle, it is I, Sam. I have brought my son to Ты with a gift so powerful; it must be a sign from the elders."
Suddenly a burst of огонь came from the chimney, and swirled across the room knocking down Peter and his father. "Why have Ты come back? Ты have brought nothing but shame on our kind."
    As Sam began to answer, a woman appeared in the form of a snake with eight arms. Her fingers were covered with Золото and diamond rings that glistened in the light. She had a crown on her head that was 9 feet tall, and in that crown were souls crying to be free. They were in a wax-like bubble.
    The crown was made of Золото and silver with hieroglyphic writings on the вверх and sides. The oracle was a 12-foot snake, dressed in the finest of linens. Her upper body was human, and the lower body a snake with a huge tail and a long rattler. Her fingernails were long and made of ivory like an elephant's tusk, but the most irritating thing was that she made this hissing noise that pierced their eardrums.
    But, oh, what a beautiful creature! Her skin was like white flour. Her lips were like rose petals, and she had the most adorable face they had ever seen.
    Sam quickly bowed down to the Oracle, asking her to hear him out. Jane did not bow down. She refused; telling the Oracle that she knew Sam was set up and did nothing to stop it, and now wanted to treat them like peasants.
    The Oracle quickly threw a small fireball at Jane. She quickly ducked her head and the fireball missed her face by an inch! Peter quickly defended his mother and created a massive hole in the center of the house where the Oracle was standing.
    Suddenly the Oracle fell down the hole, letting out a hideous scream as she fell.
"Peter, what have Ты done? That was the Oracle!" сказал(-а) Peter's father.
"Served her right!" shouted Jane.
Suddenly a hand came out of the darkness and the Oracle crawled back to the вверх of the hole.
    "What a powerful boy! I must speak with him," сказал(-а) the Oracle.
"No! Only if Ты get us back into Baja," Jane replied.
The Oracle hesitated and said, "Very well, but Ты are on your own once in Baja. Ты and your husband are hated by many. They blame both of Ты for the fall and destruction of Baja."
    Then the Oracle went to Peter and told him to rise up and say nothing. Suddenly he levitated off the ground and floated toward the Oracle. As she placed Peter in her oversized hands, she closed her eyes and saw into the future. In her vision, Peter had a crown on his head. His father and mother were old and gray, but they also had crowns on their heads. The Oracle saw a great battle were Peter defeated the evils that plagued Baja.
    Suddenly, she opened her eyes and told the Carrot-Tops that they must head straight to Baja right away.
"What is it?" Sam asked.
The Oracle told Sam that his child, Peter, was the savior of Baja. Sam and Jane were in disbelief and began to laugh and cry with joy.
    "Our son has saved us!" They cried, and threw Peter in the air and twirled him around in circles.
"Go now," сказал(-а) the Oracle. “I will make a way for Ты to travel. Tell no one of this secret или his life will be in danger.” The Oracle repeated it to Sam and Jane over and over, until they got it in their heads. "Trust no one until they have earned your trust!" shouted the Oracle and off they went.
    As they were leaving, the Oracle pointed the Carrot-Tops toward the kitchen, where hot Еда was waiting for them to carry on their long journey. The Oracle let them know that they must walk on foot and only use the resources of the forest. "Hurry along, Baja awaits you," the Oracle replied over and over again until her voice slowly disappeared.
    Peter was very excited to go on an adventure. His feet began to свинг, качели back and forth, and his eyes lit up with excitement. Peter asked his father why was he so special.
    Sam explained that after the eighth key was Остаться в живых and the elders could no longer stay awake, no child born would be blessed with a gift, and in Baja everyone had gifts. After the evil curse, no child born in Baja was blessed with a gift или talent, and therefore Baja was at the mercy of the evil dwellers.
“But then Ты came along, Peter.” Sam looked loving in his son's eyes, “and all our fears and defeat seem to have dissolved away.”
    Sam went on to say that years had passed without a child developing powers in Baja, and therefore there was no one to fight the evil spirits that came upon the land. He explained that Baja needed a new generation of fighters.
"So, yes, son; Ты are special,” Peter's father said, as the Carrot-Tops walked through the forest.
    It was a magnificent experience. The birds began to fly overhead with their 10-foot wingspans and they sang, "The prince is coming, the prince is coming."
Peter was in awe of the birds’ beauty. Their wings were so long that he could see no end. Their tails curled up like the locks in a Southern belle’s hair. Their feathers were like a rainbow, every section of the birds were a different color. They flew in lines of five, giving shade to the Carrot-Tops.
    On the ground, the Цветы protruded out of the Earth at least 20 feet tall. They dropped down big petals covering the Carrot-Tops. Peter and his family just laughed and indulged in all the attention. Sam looked at his wife and told her how good it felt to be adored again, and how great it felt to be going back home.
    The Цветы danced in a synchronized routine. One by one they waltzed and turned. Their petals were so huge, they looked like ballroom gowns. The Цветы were so tall that from way, way up above, they looked like humans dancing.
"What a wonderful sight to see!" Jane said.
    The forest Животные now were so much еще welcoming of the Carrot-Tops than the first encounter, and they took great care of the Carrot-Tops. Suddenly a черепаха came by and asked the Carrot-Tops if they wanted a ride. Peter jumped up and сказал(-а) yes, and they climbed in.
    The черепаха shell was so big it was the size of a wagon. The inside had carved-out windows; the seats were made of the finest Золото threads, and the floor was padded with the softest cushions. It was like heaven. On the Стена of the shell was a picture of a young prince with bright оранжевый hair. Peter and his parents stared at it.
    Rabbits came offering the family honey чай and crumpets. Oh! The rabbits were so excited that they could barely keep still to take the Carrot-Tops’ orders! Each one kept asking, "Could this really be the boy king?"
    They zipped back and forth, running with the highest speed, bringing the family everything that they could possibly cook. First were the чай and crumpets, then sweet honey rolls. Далее came roasted pig. Then they brought pork chops, steak, shrimp, рыба and so forth until Sam told them lovingly to stop.
    The poor rabbits were so out of breath that they collapsed on the floor. The Carrot-Tops laughed hysterically, until молоко came out of their noses. Then the rabbits joined in on the fun.
"Oh, yes! This is our royal family," one rabbit сказал(-а) to another.
    Peter looked out of the window and saw little elves waving and getting their first sneak peek at the boy prince.
"I see the word has spread," Jane сказал(-а) to Sam.
"Yes, indeed, my dear. The word has spread," Sam said.
    One of the elves came to the window and took out a mirror device that glistened in the sun and captured a picture of the family, and then he ran off. The device mystified Peter. The handle was made of pure gold. It lit up with secret codes and had Письмо Peter had never seen before.
    Peter could see himself in the image, but it was of something или someone he did not know. The image showed a young boy with a crown on his head, clothed in the finest attire. Then it was gone.
"Oh, don't worry, Peter. Ты will get to see them again," his mother said.
    Peter was so mystified by the elves that he kept looking for them out of the window, but they were gone. Sam told his son that the forest of Baja was so mystical there wasn't enough time in death to discover it all.
    "Why are we dead?" Peter asked his parents.
His parents сказал(-а) that everyone dies, and moves on to other worlds, according to their deeds on Earth. They сказал(-а) no one knows how many levels there are to death, but to be on a good aura, Ты must do good things before Ты Переместить on. Sam went on to tell Peter that sometimes worlds collide causing a clash of auras; sometimes it's good and sometimes it's bad.
    "Is that what happened to you, Father?"
"Yes," replied Sam, "I got caught up in the power of self and all the finer things that came with it. Because of this, I was sent back to the living, never to see Baja again."
Sam began to get teary-eyed, and Jane held his hand tightly and rubbed his shoulders, letting him know it was okay and they were on their way back home.
    "Whatever Ты do, Peter, be a good person," сказал(-а) his mother.
"I will," Peter replied.
    Suddenly the черепаха made an announcement that he would be stopping for a rest, and Peter and his family could have a stretch. When the ride came to a complete stop, Peter jumped off, and his parents quickly followed.
    There was a river made of dark Шоколад Далее to them. Peter began to drink and drink until he saw a дерево that produced клубника cupcakes. He ran and plucked a few off, until the дерево began to talk and it startled Peter.
"Wellllllll hello," сказал(-а) the дерево in a deep voice.
Peter was too afraid to talk. He clutched his Капкейки and crawled back.
"Ha, ha, ha!" сказал(-а) the tree.
"Who are you?" Peter asked.
The дерево told Peter he was just a tree, and it was his pleasure to serve him. Suddenly the branches on the дерево turned into a face, one that was happy and jolly.
"I am so happy to be the first to serve the prince," the дерево сказал(-а) in his husky voice.
    Peter was amazed of all the wonders of the land great and small, from the tiny ants that lined the dirt path wearing their golden shoes on each leg, to the gigantic pelicans in the sky that flew people from destination to destination. It was such a wonderful sight to see a land of молоко and honey that dripped from the leaves of the trees. Peter started to appreciate the world he was in. He really felt like he belonged, there were no regrets in him going there.
"Mother, Father! Come quick!" he called out.
Hs parents came running. Peter showed them the talking дерево and the ants with golden shoes.
    They cracked wide grins. "Yes, son, we know all about them. They are your family. Baja is your family," they both сказал(-а) together.
The дерево just let out a big laugh, "Ha! Ha! Ha! Welcome to Baja, my Prince!"
    Suddenly a horn sounded and the черепаха let the Carrot-Tops know that he was almost ready to get back on the road again. Peter and his parents watched as the черепаха got his shell washed by two octopuses, and then polished and shined by a herd of small паук monkeys.
"Oh, that feels good!" laughed the turtle, as the monkeys polished under his belly.
    Rats and rabbits brought fresh food. One by one, the Животные catered to the Carrot-Tops. Clean clothing and sheets for the long trip were hauled back and forth. There were five old lady rabbits taking the measurements of Peter and his family. They measured the Carrot-Tops from head to toe, back and forth. They went on, not saying a word; they were busy in their duties.
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Chapter 1
THE SPOILED PRINCE

    In the land of Mayfair, lived a king by the name of Alfred and his wife, Queen Jasline. King Alfred and Queen Jasline had two children, the oldest Prince Harry and his younger sister, Princess Cilla.
    Prince Harry was a very happy little prince because Ты see Harry was very spoiled and rotten. Nobody, absolutely nobody was allowed to say ‘no’ to Prince Harry when he wanted something, или to punish him when he did something wrong или even to criticize him. Whatever Harry wanted to have, Harry had and whatever Harry wanted...
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The Далее день at school they had an athlete tryout at lunch time in the stadium. “Alec, there Ты are I’ve been looking all over for you, why are Ты watching the tryouts, man” сказал(-а) Marley. “Nothing, just supporting people” сказал(-а) Alec with a big smile on his face. “Your perving on the girls aren’t you?” сказал(-а) Marley. “You know me too well man; take a sit, perv with Ты fellow friends” сказал(-а) Alec with the same smile. ‘I’ll Присоединиться Ты guys” сказал(-а) Nathan while watching a girl sprint. “You guys are such pervs, man” сказал(-а) Marley even though he was sitting right Далее to them...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

I watch the two girls drag Ashleigh's duvet off of her постель, кровати and into the contemporary, yet welcoming living room. I watch as they try to make a tent, giggling whenever their construction collapses, and tugging it back into place just to watch it self-destruct every time.

If only it were that easy. Just being able to laugh whenever your life falls apart, then cheerfully re-build it all over again, knowing it will not stay that way, yet not giving up.

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I think back to six months after Ashleigh was born, when I had the small фиолетовый butterfly...
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posted by CullensFinest13
This is how Ты breathe; this is how Ты look; this is how Ты understand; this is what Ты need to live; this is how Ты laugh; this is how Ты smile; this what makes the world go round; this is what makes Ты cry; this is what takes Ты places; this is the beauty of the dreams; this is how Ты sing; this is how Ты breathe; this is what Ты feel; this is how Ты dream. Don’t be the victim; be the strong one; be the back bone; be the things all Ты want to be. Never doubt; never question; never stop believing; please understand. This is how Ты scream; this is how Ты play; this is how you...
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posted by mermaidsofpeace
First get a cup of water and fill it half way then take your Избранное ожерелье или bracelet and dip it in the water the add some salt and stir it with the jewelry in it once it has dissolved add your Избранное lotion only 3 squirts then dip your finger in and say the spell below


Creatures of the sea give me a (color) tail with a вверх to go with it give me the powers of freezing heating and shaping water please let my dream come true and make me into the mermaid I wish to be


Side affects:
Itchy legs
Legs crossed
Rash on legs
Wanna swim a lot
Sing a lot
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posted by PotterLambert93
I miss my old house. I was happy and fine there. I hate the monsters who screwed us out of there. I wish my parents could have fought to keep it and pay it off rather than find a rental house. I don't care for this new place very much. I hate that the кухня is downstairs, I hate the neighborhood and the area, and I cannot stand the Животные that make noise in the backyard all night long. I miss my old room, where I can watch the sunset in the summer, I miss going for long walks in my old neighborhood, and most of all, I miss the memories.
Ты say Ты want a look into my life
Go ahead, there’s nothing to hide
I’m not abused by parents, a good life is apparent
In me; troubles come, I think ‘Eh, it’s Life.”

But that’s my problem: I don’t know when to stop
My thoughts go from one idea to another, they hop
If I think there’s something to worry about, I doubt
That some people would be as whiny as me.

While I’m worrying about a Civics test
Few other girls get any peaceful rest
From caring for their family, uncharacteristically
Still trying to be the best through the stress

My Друзья look up to me for my calm head
I’m THE person...
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posted by darkwave
I had a dream that was not at all a dream

The splendid sun was extinguished, and the stars

Roamed the dark eternal space,

No rays или script, and the icy earth

Revolved and blind negrejante the moonless air;

It came and went in the morning - came and brought no day;

And men forgot their passions in the horror

This desolation, and the hearts cooled

A selfish prayer implored light:

And they lived around the fire, and the thrones,

The palaces of crowned kings, the huts,

Addresses, finally, the genre that was,

In flames gave light; Cities is consumed

And the men gathered at the homes igneous

To look once again...
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posted by DxCFan123
I shopped all over the mall. I even got some dresses. As I turned to thank the woman of the last store in the mall I hadnt shopped at, I smiled. She cringed and screamed. Then I realized why.

" Thank Ты maa'm. Great service!" "AAH! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" "JULIE, CALM DOWN! Ты are scaring our customer!"

I am a monster. A vampire.

I got out of that store as fast as I could. I looked around to see if anyone was around the cemetery. Nope. Stepped inside. The world swirled around me until I was in my room. I put all my clothes in my closet. Ready for school. School. SCHOOL! I NEEDED TO SIGN UP! I...
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I couldn't stop screaming like an idiot. The snake went to attack, until a muscular hand grabbed it, and threw it really far. I looked behind me and jumped a little. Howl looked at me confused as I said,"Thanks. Um..I..uh...don't ask why I'm here. I just gave Ты and Lilith some alone time together, and then...th-th-the snake came an-a-and j-jus-just scared me." Howl kept looking at me with that adorable confused look on his face. He just grabbed me by the waist and swung me back to our camp site.

After Howl and I came back, he walked over to Lilith, and started Поцелуи her and stroking her...
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posted by moodystuff449
I stood outside of the cave, watching them. I knew what to do now, but I had hoped that it would not have to go this way. 'Too late now.' I told myself, "Good night." I whispered. My sister woke up, and I slipped back out into the darkness.

*

I woke up like always but something didn't feel right, I walked outside. The air was as cold as death and… There were 2 moons. Side by side, orange, thin, crescent moons. The moon, the stars, and the sun were all out at the same time. The sun gave off barely any light или heat, just a hardly visible smooth ice like dish in the sky. How I recognized it as...
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posted by CullenProperty
I wake up with a feeling that something has been taken from me, but in a good way. I lay in my warm, comfortable, подушка surrounded постель, кровати for a little while longer before I decide to get up. I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. The warm water that penetrates my body feels so good and after my thoughts wander to Nick, the water feels even warmer. I заворачивать, обертывание a towel around my body when I'm done and quietly tip toe into my room where I see Nick's hoodie lying on my office chair, where I put it last night. I pick it up and take in his essence, smells exactly like Nick. An aroma I can't explain...
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