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posted by stopbullying
Chapter 2
An odd man stepped out of the car and instantly I knew who it was. It was the man that came into the Магазин during my shift. He stalked me all the way down here and now he was standing in front of me. I wanted to scream because of the scary feeling I got from look in his eyes but I found no voice. I was stupid to go to the outer edges of the park where almost nobody was. And the секунда I could find a breath his hand was over my mouth and I was thrown into the back of a car that was cold and wet. I could barely hear the voices in the front of the car and I wanted to know where I was going.

“We got her!” a man’s scratchy voice сказал(-а) with triumph.
    “Yes, we did, but I heard her call her mom so the police should be looking for her tonight.” The man from the counter said. I knew I recognized the voice but I couldn’t be sure it was him. Until now. It was too late for me. I was already on my way to hell. I thought I knew what these types of people would do to me. They were men, what else would they do?
The ride to the place where they wanted me took hours and now I was crying because I wanted to be with my mom. I didn’t want to be here. I knew she would call the police and have them look for me but I couldn’t comfort myself enough to stop crying an actually think. Then I heard a voice from the front сиденье, место, сиденья of the car.

“We got her but I bet she is scared! She doesn’t even know why we did this. And we have a good explanation for it.” The man that came into the store said.
“We do have a good reason for this ... but Roger I don’t want to put too much information in her head. Let’s just take her to my house and we will tell her that we mean no harm and let her sleep on it. OK? Even me, C.J. can think in that way! Haha.” the other man chuckled.
“Well I guess that she might need that time to figure out that we aren’t here to hurt her and that we are only here to meet her.” Roger replied.
It was an odd feeling to be comfortable in the back of a car in which I did not know but it just seemed to feel better that I somewhat knew their intentions. I also knew that they might be thinking I am listening to them so they were just trying to comfort me so that they could hurt me, but I was fully aware of what was going on. I perhaps was just a little bit еще aware of what could happen или what they might do.
The car slowly came to a stop in what felt like a gravel driveway. I think we were at the person’s house but I didn’t know what to expect next. I just lay on my back hopping that they wouldn’t hurt me. Then I heard footsteps on the gravel and it seemed that they were coming over to the back of the car where I was and I wanted to know what they were going to do to me so I just waited. The footsteps came closer and closer and I was sort of scared when I hear the lock on the хобот, ствол of the car open and they opened the trunk.
“Hello, I’m Roger and this is my friend C.J.”
“We don’t mean Ты any harm. We are here to introduce ourselves. We mean nothing bad. I am related to you. I’m your uncle but I never knew Ты because your family moved away. We have lots to talk about, but we will wait till the morning after Ты have had some sleep. OK?”
“Oh. OK.” I replied in a tired and nervous voice.
“Come inside and make yourself at home.”
The house was huge and it was very spacious. Light brown carpet covered the floor until Ты got to the кухня where it was the most beautiful tile in the world. It was a cream color but it looked like it had carvings in it. I thought it was a weird place for the кухня because right as Ты walked in the front door the кухня door was to your left. It was a two story house. They took me up to my bedroom which looked as big as a master bedroom.
I figured they really didn’t mean any harm because of the way they were treating me. But, no matter what I will be on the lookout for something that might seem weird. And then it hit me! If they meant no harm they would let me call my mother. I went down to the living room with the big flat screen that had a football game on and thought I could ask.
“Hey, can I use the phone to call my mom. I сказал(-а) she needed to pick me up at the park but Ты took me instead.”
“That’s what we have to talk about.”
“What do Ты mean?”
They both gave each other a glance and looked back at me.
“The reason we haven’t met yet is because your mom doesn’t want me to meet you. I had a rough life as a kid and was into drugs and alcohol, but now I’m a new man. She just didn’t want me around Ты because she didn’t want Ты to be the same way. I wanted to know Ты but your mom сказал(-а) no so this is the only way we can talk. Please understand me.” Roger сказал(-а) sadly.
I stood there for a moment not knowing what to say или think. But then it came to me.
“Is that why Ты came and took me this way?”
“Yes.” Roger stated.
“I understand I just am so stunned and I really want to talk to my mom. Can I call her and tell her I’m at a friend’s house and will be back in a while?”
“Yes, I suppose. But if she asks don’t tell her my name. Please. She will have me arrested within seconds.”
I understood that but I didn’t like keeping secrets from my mom. But I wanted him here and wanted my mom to know I was safe. So I dialed and the phone rang until she picked up.
“Hey, it’s me mom”
“Oh my gosh! Where are you? Ты ok? Did anyone hurt you? What’s going on? I thought Ты сказал(-а) Ты would be at the park! Where are Ты missy!?”
“Hey mom I am fine. I am at a friend’s house and I will be here for awhile. I haven’t seen her in forever so I will be a while before I come home. They are providing everything. I am fine.”
“Who is this friend of yours?”
“Oh, it is a friend from school. Ok mom don’t freak out. I’m fine. I will call Ты tomorrow alright?”
“Ok. Fine. But Ты better not be doing anything you’re not supposed to. And call tomorrow for sure!”
“Ok. I Любовь Ты mom.”
“I Любовь Ты to Ashlie.”
“Bye.”
“Bye.”
I set the phone down and сказал(-а) goodnight to them and went to my room. I sat there trying to figure out what I was going to do because I just lied to my mom, I have no idea where I am, and I have no idea if these people are fake или real. I was in a tuff situation. Well the most I could do right now is go to постель, кровати and get some sleep. So I fell asleep.
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plz tell me what Ты think.



"yes little girl it is wrong i won't do it again" the man сказал(-а) he voice was sweet. my jaw dropped he listened to her. "would Ты like to go to a party with me?" he asked. "yes that would be lovely." annabel said. something wasn't right about this man. when they left. i followed them but i stayed in the woods. they made it to the party me and annbel saw when we meet the old woman. they went in. about two hours later they came out. "that was so much fun." annabel said. then some drunk men stumbled out like last night. with girls at their sides. they stumbled away like...
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posted by whitelion
i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
Ты were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh

i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house или fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars

Ты did'nt have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
Ты сказал(-а) your chance at Любовь had past Ты by
i told i'm here so dont Ты cry

our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light

Ты were like my juliet and i your romeo
Ты Любовь me i Любовь Ты thats all i need to know
no longer will Ты dream of Любовь thats true
no longer will i wander my Поиск has led to you
posted by DietCokeGirl
I wrote this about my (now ex) boyfriend, but still felt something about the poem, if not him. I'd Любовь some criticism on it (hopefully constructive) :).


Treacle dripping from our scars
Pooling on a jagged floor
Ты are gone, still I know
From clustered trees and homemade vows

That we are one. And as Ты lead
Your life of promise, graft and need
Know that we are one the same
Intertwined are сердце at name.



Ты may notice that only the секунда verse rhymes, this is an attempt to Показать the idea of a one-sided relationship in its form in it's one-sided rhyme scheme. This is probably quite stupid- let me know.
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I find myself in a dungeon. I walk down the dungeon hall, looking into cells. I eventually come across a cell with a little boy.
"Hello sweetie. What are Ты doing in there?" I ask gently. He faces me and I see his eyes are empty, soulless, like he's dead inside.
"Mummy?" He asks with a British accent. He must be really far from home. "Are Ты my mummy?" he asks me innocently.
"No, sweetie. I don't know where your mummy is," I tell him.
"Mummy, mummy, mummy," he continues.
"Don't waste your time dearie. He never says anything else," the little man in the Далее cell tells me.
"Okay. And who are you...
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Julia beacame a women when she was 12. After she felt powerless for the first time in her little life. It was a sunny day, but in the hearts of the people it was dark. The country was entering in the war, and many youth had to prepare for the battle. Julia and her family, her mom, her dad, and her brother were having lunch. they were silent, Julia behaved badly, she argued with her brother and wanted him to desappear. Suddenly somebody knocked on the door. Her dad opened it and came back in the кухня with a tall man they didn't know. He was wearing a dark пальто and black boots. He talked with...
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posted by para-scence
"You've got to be joking," Gwen said, her eyes wide in fear.

"We're not," Blake said. Gwen stared at the floor, and took a deep breath. I patted her knee.

"I'm sorry, Gwen..." I сказал(-а) quietly. She looked at me, incredulous.

"What are Ты sorry for?! I can't believe Blaine could just sit there while you..." she shook her head real fast and then held it in her hands. "This is... unbelievable." My throat started to swell up. I was beginning to think that it wasn't such a great idea to tell her that I remembered Blaine. She was freaking out.

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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
I have no idea where im going to go with this one yet again. So suggestions would be good...thanks!



Alexis tossed and turned causing her sheet to slip off her постель, кровати and onto the floor.The rain pelted off of the window, the wind crashed through the trees causing them to howl. Мурашки appeared up and down Alexis's bare arms, soon she was shivering. Yet she didnt wake from her hellish dream, that was disturbing her well needed sleep. She began to whimper, and moan. Finally her golden eyes flashed open darting about her room. Satisfied nothing was there she rubbed the goosebumps, collected her...
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