Thinking of Someone Special (ME)

Gunshots fired across the streets as soldier upon soldier fell before their brothers; the blood seeped through the thin uniforms, offering no protection или comfort. The front line men had taken a beating, trapped in the city with the Bellators and cut off from their troops. Flames leap from between the buildings as reinforcements moved in with the flame guns, torching anything and everybody without the mark of the sword. Men and boys no older then ten could be heard screaming as the flames licked their skin and burning through the flesh. Battle had been going on all morning as battalion V35...

"I would like the first option please."

"Very Популярное choice," he commented. He motioned with his fingers for me to follow him down the hallway. "You will a completely different person but with very similar personality traits and because we can't really have Ты killing yourself off again, I've decided to make your life horrid. Ты will be mistreated and unloved. Ты won't have much and Ты will not want it either."

"No fair," I said. "That isn't any different from my old life. I thought in this new life I would have a better life like nice parents and maybe a sibling или two."

"Actually, Ms. White,"...

~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~
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Mikey
    Now, I’m not saying I was scared или anything, but I couldn’t help but feel a chilling sensation when I saw the stone again, still glowing, but brighter than before. It was like some twisted sick foreboding object, something that, as beautiful as it was, I didn’t ever want to see или touch again. We all stared at it, trying not to get to memorized as before. We were at some deserted park Terry use to come when she was a child, but after a kid died her parents shunned her from the place.
    How nice.
    “Okay…so,...

~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~
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    Zaria
    “It’s a crystal, it’s a crystal, it’s a crystal, it’s a freaking glowing crystal!” Edith shouted staring at it with horrific fascination.
     “Should we keep it?” Iris asked, poking the thing hesitantly.
    Stilere glared at her. “Yes we should, this is what we’ve been looking for.”
    “What exactly is it?” Alex asked. “And why are we looking for it?”
    Stilere shrugged. “Well, for one I don’t think...

The twins woke early. It had been a dark, stormy night - even some of the big ones were scared. They sat up and stretched in unison before clambering out of their smooth wooden high-walled bed. They had previously found a way to push down the bars, making the jump on the other side much less challenging and not so hard on the derriere. They took the stairs one at a time, clinging on to the handrails on either side. The twins entered the living room, fumbling around in the dark for the matches to light the torches they had fashioned out of thick wood and coal. Once this was done, they crawled...

~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~     
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    Stilere
    I could barely conentrate throughout the day, my mind kept on wondering. Why did we need to learn at a time like this? It feels like it was just yesterday that we were almost killed by this storm created from the book, and the school knows it too. Why risk it?
    The Вопрос asked for all layers, and I could tell I was really asking myself. Why risk it? For a book of all things, a few months назад if Ты сказал(-а) I’d be counting ona book I would have laughed in your face,...

(I hate it when stories are not in paragraph form but I don't have time to change mine and out it in paragraph form. медведь with me until the summer)

Chapter One The Last One Standing
I stared at the glorious sun shining through the thick glass windows. Why did I have to be caged inside of this place while my Друзья were enjoying their summers? Johnny boasted all about how his parents were taking him all of the way to India. I have never been to India. Marcus, my other best friend, сказал(-а) he was going to spend most of his summers staying inside relaxing. What am I doing? I am stuck here. Apparently,...

This one's from Lisa PoV
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During hall time, I saw Zoë and Ash sitting on the steps together. Ash had his head on Zoë’s shoulder. Zoë had wrapped her arms around his neck and was stroking his hair, whispering to him. She looked up when I came over.
    “Is he okay?” I whispered.
    “He’ll be alright,” she said.
    “What’s wrong?”
    She shook her head. “He won’t tell me. He doesn’t want to go home, though. Like,...

Okay, I changed Wesley from being homosexual to being pansexual. Just so Ты guys know.
Also, this chapter's from Zoë's point of view.

We had a substitute teacher. They’re the only ones who ever bother with the roll call. The other teachers do it for the first three days of school and then just give up on it.
    The substitute was one of those grumpy old ladies with the white hair and thin glasses that she wore on the end of her nose. She introduced herself as Ms. Norman. She pronounced it Mizzzzzz, drawing out the Z so she sounded like a bumble bee.
    She...

Ryker

“Ryker Fargo, please Сообщить to the office; Ryker Fargo.”
    Um, no, I won’t Сообщить to the office. It’s stupid that they call Ты on the loudspeakers to the office. Sound can’t make me go.
    I was in the library. Hiding, really, so I wouldn’t have to go. What if someone had figured out that I was the smoker?
    I was searching through the library. No sign of Ms. Levitt. Maybe she wasn’t here today. I pulled a cigarette from my pocket and lit it, took a drag.
    I heard the door opening. I snuffed...

Author's Note: Sorry I took so long with this chapter!
I was just so busy!
And as usual please Комментарий it Ты loved it или if Ты found something wrong with it,cause I really want to improve my writing!
Lynn ❤
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Part Three:
In front of her was a sleeping girl hung by manacles from her wrists,she was on her knees head tilted downwards causing a mane of Jet Black hair to cover her face,and extending along both her arms were X shaped scars still oozing blood she wore what looked like a white sheet that covered her chest to just...

Ryker's point of view.
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I couldn’t go home. I just couldn’t make myself. I knew Sami was there, waiting, but I was worried if I got beat one еще time, it would kill me. Then who would take care of Sami?
    I leaned against a large building and thought. Should I at least go tell her where I was? But then He might catch me. I decided that I wouldn’t go today. That would make sure that I was alive to take care of her. Anyway, I needed to sell what was in my backpack.
    I...

This chapter's from Ryker's point of view.
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I left school early. I did every Wednesday (which it was). I had business to do with someone, and they weren’t patient.
    I walked home. Do that every day. Mostly ‘cause I don’t want anyone to see where I live.
    It’s a pretty rough place. Gotta watch your back, или you’re gonna get a bullet in it.
    I walked into a short alleyway. I was in the rough parts now. I listened to make sure no one was there. When...

(Sorry for the delay, guys. I hope the Далее installment won't take quite as long. I'm not sure if it will be flabaloobalah или me posting. Hope Ты guys enjoy!)

I woke with a start at the deafening sound of my alarm clock screaming in my ear like a possessed bee. I squinted and checked the time--5:30--and rubbed my eyes. Why was it so early? Then I remembered: I had to work on my school project. I groaned and reluctantly threw myself out of my super-warm, super-comfy постель, кровати into the cold, pitch-blackness of my bedroom. Drunk with sleepiness, I stumbled over to my стол письменный, стол and fell into the chair. I...