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posted by coriann
Chapter 4
After four weeks of being best friends, бренди couldn’t take it anymore and asked her to be his girlfriend. Why not? I mean after all, she’d already asked him for a “fun kiss” and he’d already snuggled her at a movie because “he was cold”. And she in turn put her head on his shoulder because she was “cold too” and he did rub her legs a bit to help her “get some warmth”. They’d already slow danced at Главная because they were tired of listening to fast music. And she loved him, he knew it, and it was just as goddamned obvious that he loved her. So one afternoon at school he just сказал(-а) it “Do Ты want to be my girlfriend?”
“What?” She responded
“Oh come on, Ты know what”
She hesitated for a while and then she answered “Yes”
He had invited her to his house that same day. His parents and sisters were still at Главная and the two of them were outsides on the front porch of their one story house. “Come on” he said, getting up on the banister.
“What are Ты doing Brandy?” she giggled
“I’m climbing up to the roof” He grinned
“And just how do Ты plan on doing that?”
“I don’t know!” he said, still grinning with excitement. He took one hand and grabbed the roof. Then he pulled himself up a little and grabbed it with the other hand while raising up his leg. Eventually he successfully got his leg up on the roof and then pulled the other up. “Come on!” he shouted.
“How am I supposed to do that?” She said. The roof on вверх the house was flat. He laughed. “Get up here little girlie, you’re light, I can pull Ты up” She laughed at the joke and then climbed up on the banister. She reached out her hands and grabbed his. “You better be able to get me down!” she said.
“Don’t worry, I got It covered”
The two of them were up there for hours until the whole sky turned bright оранжевый and then red and then it saddened into a purple розовый stop. Finally, he decided to bring it up. “So what if I told you…I met this girl”
“Is she pretty”
“Yes”
“Do Ты like her?”
He looked into her eyes “Lola….you’re so perfect, Ты know I could never…”
Then suddenly, бренди saw a man, wearing a dirty brown suit. He could see the dirt falling off the sides of it and on his head he wore what looked like a pilot hat, He had bags and bottles strapped all over him and when he walked they made a ‘Clang! Clang!’ sound and he was holding a bunch of garbage bags wrapped up in his hands. бренди peered closely and saw that the man had long, long pointy ears like a Goblin and a nose like a mole, long pointy whiskers stuck out of his ears and his eyes were tight shut, maybe he was blind?
“Lola did Ты see that?” бренди exclaimed.
“No” she said
“You’re kidding right? You’re kidding!”
“No! What is it? What’s gotten into Ты Brandy?”
“Wha….nothing, I…” Brandon rolled his eyes “Well did Ты at least hear it then? Ты have to tell me Ты heard it”
“Nope” She smiled, looking at him as though he needed help. He sighed and gave her a fed up look and then he just slipped off the roof without saying anything to her. He hopped on to the banister and jumped down from there onto the floor. He followed the creature to the back of the house. “Hey! Ты there! Эй, mouse! Эй, you…with the big ears. I know Ты can hear me!”
The creature turned around
“What’s that Ты got in that bag there huh?”
The creature then unfolded one of the huge black garbage bags to reveal another black garbage bag and then he revealed a blue garbage bag, and then he unwrapped that and бренди saw a child, a small baby. бренди gasped and his сердце fell to the floor. “Give me that baby” he said, gently, but the tone in his voice was frightened and worried. “Give me…the child” He сказал(-а) again, reaching out his hand a little “I don’t think it’s good for him to stay with you”
“Well I don’t think it’s good for him to stay with you!” сказал(-а) the thing, in a crazed voice. Now бренди knew he “had” to take the child. бренди walked closer to the thing, but carefully “Give me the child!” he yelled, “Please” The thing didn’t answer. бренди gave a sad sigh. He kept walking closer. The thing didn’t look like he was trying to run away. There was an old palm дерево at the back of their yard. He saw the thing bend down to pick up a palm. This was his chance. He delved down into the bag and then ‘WAP!’ The thing smacked him to the floor with the palm branch. He struggled up (not knowing how to fight and went for the bag again. The thing tried to hit him again and he grabbed the branch. “I don’t…want…any…trouble” He сказал(-а)
“I was sent here to give the baby to the person who can take it from me”
“That’s it? Oh for shit’s sake why didn’t Ты guys just make a code или something?”
The thing wacked him again hard
“Ow!” бренди looked around. He thought maybe there could be something he could use to hit him back. But if he tried to get a palm branch the thing would just hit him again. “Ow!” hey! But I didn’t even try to do anything that time!” бренди yelled. The thing laughed. бренди growled and ran up to him and kicked him in the shin. The thing kept hitting him but he just ran into the hits and took them and then he kicked the feeble little thing again. “I didn’t want to have to do this” he сказал(-а) and then he kicked the thing in the nuts. The thing fell to the floor groaning and the child fell to the floor with him. бренди ran to the child. “Oh my God, are Ты okay?” He said, holding him for the first time. “Oh my God” He said, staring in shock. It was beautiful. It had Black straight locks and blue eyes like…like somebody he knew….it also had a face like, like someone familiar, him. He heaved heavily, his face welling up almost to the point of tears. Then suddenly, he could see the thing get up. “Oh no”
The thing started rising slowly like a corpse form its grave, it held the palm branch firmly in its fist. бренди took the baby and ran, sheltering the child from the lashes. Soon, he reached the banister but when he turned around there was no one there, the thing had not followed them.
Everyone has a red glass window.It's called your heart.People's windows differ from others,some windows are shaded out and don't let any light come in and than there are some windows that are open to whatever goes pass their them.
Is your window open или closed out?
Would Ты let the air in if Ты had the chance?
My window has been open for quite some time and the same gush of wind keeps coming in and I've grown to Любовь and need that one breath that air gives me.But that gush of wind I've grown to Любовь sometimes easily breaks my window with it's power.But yet can easily fix my window up again with it's strength.It is a constant fight between letting that gush of wind in because I'm afraid of the wind breaking my window once more.But that same gush of wind I'm so scared of but yet Любовь so much,loves me as well but that wind can spread far.Far enough to other people's windows as well.

Always an constant fight between the wind and the window!
Maybe I should ditch P.E. today?Ive never ditched school before so this was definitely a first for me.What would be my excuse though?I could just picture Ms.Anime's face if I were to come to be P.E. with this crap:"Oh,hey Ms.A.,I can't exactly stay for P.E. today....because I'm pregnant...well at least I think I am?So,yeah I'll see Ты tomorrow,maybe." then just walk away without looking back."I'm screwed!"Those were the words that would repeat in my head over,over,and over again.

"Hey Annie!Missed Ты at lunch yesterday!"My best friend Arlette was referring to yesterday when I bailed on lunch...
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Болталка Song или Poem или Something
So um enjoy. Idk wot this is but whatev :)

I'll Break this Spell

I’ve lived my life in shadows
Walking at your pace
I couldn’t see that Ты were so shallow
I was too mesmerized by your face

Now I can see
All that you’ve done to me

I’ll break this spell
That you’ve put on me
Ever so easily
I won’t treat Ты well
After all it’s me
That you’ve messed up completely
I’ll make Ты pay hell
If that’s what will set me free
If it’ll set me free
posted by emmett
Breaking

I feel like I have always known you
We’ve always been so close but
Ты look away

Ты tell me that Ты Любовь me
But your eyes say something else
It shouldn’t be so difficult for me
To turn away

Chorus:
Every time we talk at night
Every time Ты make me feel alright
When Ты say goodbye
Ты say you’ll think of me all the time
I know it’s a lie
And I’m slowly breaking
I’m slowly breaking

Somehow Ты just cannot see
The way I smile when Ты look at me
Are Ты completely blind?
Cuz’ I’ve дана Ты all the signs
That I Любовь Ты

Chorus:

And now I’m falling apart
You’ve gone from my life
I can’t take it anymore
My new best friend is a knife
What Ты were to me
Made me complete
posted by Thalia_huntress
“Brandon!” I call. “Just follow my voice love.” he says sweetly. My Любовь I miss his light brown hair and slightly tan skin. “I’ve finally found you!” I сказал(-а) happily. “Now my love…” he kissed me I missed him so much, then something sharp cut my neck.[i/] Then I woke with a start “who in the world’s Brandon?” I ask myself. I sat up on my постель, кровати looked at my clock it was 4:37 ugh three hours till school. I took a warm душ dried my hair. That left me with two hours till school. Finally sleep found me again. [i]“Kura! Find a man named Charlie well this would be his grand...
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posted by Bella_Swan3
"What reason do Ты have for living, if all Ты have done is brought sorrow, pain, and anger? Everyone will want Ты dead, in any case."

Taylor looked up at the blank, expressionless face of Lady MacDonald.

Taylor scrambled to her feet, bowing her head at the superior vampire.

"I apologise for the havoc I have caused, my Lady," Taylor сказал(-а) bitterly, gesturing at the shards of broken glass that lay on the floor.

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Taylor kept silent, not knowing what to say.

"What reason for...
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posted by Thalia_huntress
thanks dancing_banana for your idea. and if Ты have any ideas send me a message plzz tell me what Ты think.


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posted by Bella_Swan3
Taylor sat with her back against the wall, her arms wrapped around her knees, as she relived memories of pain.

The broken glass that littered the floor served as a reminder. Everywhere she looked, she saw a memory, the earliest being when she was barely four.

Dying. Perhaps that is how it feels, filled with the thoughts and reminiscence of the life Ты have lived, and in some cases, wished Ты hadn't.

The slight nine год old sat on the riverbank. There was a boy, about as old as she was sitting Далее to her.

"He did it again, didn't he?" the boy asked softly, gently touching a bruise on the...
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She did fool him with her sweet words and enchanting look, but she’s never thought that such a smart person like him can’t be fooled with her stupid words. Her words did nothing but...
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