Why bring a 10 год old to a crime Scene?Why even kill her parents in the first place?I'm Agent Lauren Klozwesk.I work for the FBI.I'm stationed i'm Arkanas.And I'm being wanted by my Главная country I escaped:Venice,Italy.
I'm currently working on a case that involves a murder.The Ivashkov family was recently killed in their urban Arkanas house.My motive is Why?Why kill Them?Why leave the Daughter?
Lately,I've been with the daughter,Violet."So Violet,would Ты like a danish for Breakfeast?"I asked.She shook her head.Who could blame Her?She saw her parents die."Ok,you want Cereal?"I was trying to make her eat anything at this point,really."Thanks,Lauren,but I'm not hungry."
Well,I left her to watch TV while I got ready."Lauren,"she began,"when will we get the Culprit?"I froze.The case wasn't something we talked about often."Well,Vi,we have much evidence and a lie-test is happening in a час with Robert Arturro."Robert Arturro was my first guess to commit the crime.
He came from a bad childhood.His mother was abused by his father and his father was a gang-leader.Arturro was 49 years old."Oh"she сказал(-а) deflated."Well,Violet,I'm done and have to get to the office-you can go to your little friend Anali's house."She nodded."Um,Lauren,can I catch a ride with you?"I gave her a wry smile."Of course"
I drove her to Anali's house and then walked to work.The whole time,I was thinking about Violet.And the Ivashkov's.Suddenly,I bumped into a man."Oops,I'm Sorry!"I сказал(-а) in display."Oh,no its not a problem,I'm lucky-I ran into a lovely lady.I'm Drason Livingston."I blushed,"I'm Lauren.Lauren Klozwesk.""I would Любовь to talk to Ты but,I have to get to work."I added.
I left Drason;only after he invited me to dinner.When I got to work.For some reason,a man was waiting for me at the door."Hello,Helenia"he had a faint accent-and only my Друзья in Italy called me by my real name-Helenia.Oh goodness,I thought.
I'm currently working on a case that involves a murder.The Ivashkov family was recently killed in their urban Arkanas house.My motive is Why?Why kill Them?Why leave the Daughter?
Lately,I've been with the daughter,Violet."So Violet,would Ты like a danish for Breakfeast?"I asked.She shook her head.Who could blame Her?She saw her parents die."Ok,you want Cereal?"I was trying to make her eat anything at this point,really."Thanks,Lauren,but I'm not hungry."
Well,I left her to watch TV while I got ready."Lauren,"she began,"when will we get the Culprit?"I froze.The case wasn't something we talked about often."Well,Vi,we have much evidence and a lie-test is happening in a час with Robert Arturro."Robert Arturro was my first guess to commit the crime.
He came from a bad childhood.His mother was abused by his father and his father was a gang-leader.Arturro was 49 years old."Oh"she сказал(-а) deflated."Well,Violet,I'm done and have to get to the office-you can go to your little friend Anali's house."She nodded."Um,Lauren,can I catch a ride with you?"I gave her a wry smile."Of course"
I drove her to Anali's house and then walked to work.The whole time,I was thinking about Violet.And the Ivashkov's.Suddenly,I bumped into a man."Oops,I'm Sorry!"I сказал(-а) in display."Oh,no its not a problem,I'm lucky-I ran into a lovely lady.I'm Drason Livingston."I blushed,"I'm Lauren.Lauren Klozwesk.""I would Любовь to talk to Ты but,I have to get to work."I added.
I left Drason;only after he invited me to dinner.When I got to work.For some reason,a man was waiting for me at the door."Hello,Helenia"he had a faint accent-and only my Друзья in Italy called me by my real name-Helenia.Oh goodness,I thought.
I keep my rhythm
I tap in time,
My Музыка is my world
An angry beat inside.
It can crash like a waterfall
или gradually trickle down,
It can make Ты laugh and cry
That powerful sound.
My headphones on my head
The lyrics flowing though,
Filling up my brain
Музыка is the Еда I chew.
It can be beautiful, strange
Crazy and cool,
I couldn't live without music
There's a style to suit all.
Музыка is like a brand new life
Jumping around your mind,
Each instrument that is played
Is an ingredient to find.
There's nothing quite like music
There's nothing quite like me,
Ты can always find a friend in music
Музыка will always be.
I tap in time,
My Музыка is my world
An angry beat inside.
It can crash like a waterfall
или gradually trickle down,
It can make Ты laugh and cry
That powerful sound.
My headphones on my head
The lyrics flowing though,
Filling up my brain
Музыка is the Еда I chew.
It can be beautiful, strange
Crazy and cool,
I couldn't live without music
There's a style to suit all.
Музыка is like a brand new life
Jumping around your mind,
Each instrument that is played
Is an ingredient to find.
There's nothing quite like music
There's nothing quite like me,
Ты can always find a friend in music
Музыка will always be.
The city of light was full of marchants and villagers. Elyon stood and gazed at them from the huge silver gate. And gurding the gate was two broad shouldered men, wearing bright white robes, that glowed from every angle.
"Excuse me?" the man with blonde hair asked. When Elyon took a shaky step forward, the men stared shocked at her.
"Elyon? What are Ты doing outside the city?" The man asked. Elyon took in a deep sharp breath and took another shaky step forward. She still hadnt noticed that the vilagers were watching silently.
"Elyon...my name is..?she smiled and fell into the darknes, fainted. The two gaurds rushed to her aid, and the vilagers erupted into a panicky uproar
"Quick take her to Lady Alexsis!" the man with darker ahir nodded, picked up Elyon and disapered.
"Leo? What the hell is going on? This is a bad sign," an old man closest to the alone guard asked.
"I dont know," he muttered looking up at the замок of light, "i really dont know,".
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"Excuse me?" the man with blonde hair asked. When Elyon took a shaky step forward, the men stared shocked at her.
"Elyon? What are Ты doing outside the city?" The man asked. Elyon took in a deep sharp breath and took another shaky step forward. She still hadnt noticed that the vilagers were watching silently.
"Elyon...my name is..?she smiled and fell into the darknes, fainted. The two gaurds rushed to her aid, and the vilagers erupted into a panicky uproar
"Quick take her to Lady Alexsis!" the man with darker ahir nodded, picked up Elyon and disapered.
"Leo? What the hell is going on? This is a bad sign," an old man closest to the alone guard asked.
"I dont know," he muttered looking up at the замок of light, "i really dont know,".
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The pain Ты caused isn't what scarred me
The burning tears Ты left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.
That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder
Feeling my сердце beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with
It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain Ты left me to bare.
It wasn't the legend Ты were when Ты were here
But the legacy in my сердце that Ты left!
The burning tears Ты left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.
That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder
Feeling my сердце beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with
It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain Ты left me to bare.
It wasn't the legend Ты were when Ты were here
But the legacy in my сердце that Ты left!
There I was. *sigh* Just sitting there, waiting for him. Who? Ты ask? My crush, Patrick Wellsiben, he was the one for me. Let alone, him being THE most Популярное boy in school, I was known as a loser. I was the omega of the волк pack. What am I talking about? Nevermind. My conscience says "Ask him out!", but my guts say "Don't do it you! He's gonna say no!" I don't know what to do! He comes near me and says "Hey." I stand there like a scarecrow smiling. "I feel stupid." "So stupid." Why shouldn't I get the attention from populars? I have short, thick black hair, I wear tank tops all the time, regular jeans and converse. So much for fitting in.