Theme III - LightTheme III – LightTheme III - Light
She sits on the tree branch, staring at the horizon behind the hill and houses. The sky is dark; stars still glitter faintly in the nighttime sky.
He looks out the window, an half-eaten Pop-Tart in hand. As he chews, he stares at the fading starlight and wonders if someone else is doing the same.
The dog lays sprawled on the bed, twitching in its sleep. It dreams of chasing rabbits, always coming within reach before they escape.
The baby birds begin tweeting, their mouths opening and shutting with small peeps. They watch their mother fly off in search of breakfast. &nb
Theme II-LoveTheme II – LoveTheme II-Love
They’re coming to take me away for a crime I didn’t commit…
The girl walked onto the platform. Her hair was in tangles, her dress was torn and dirt-stained. She had on no shoes, and there were bruises all over her face. Her hands were bound together in front of her, and she walked with a deliberate slowness towards the leering faces.
The faces themselves were laughing, taunting, jeering, everything that could make her feel worse. They cheered at the prospect of her doom.
I’m scared, she thought. I don’t want to die yet.
The girl walk
Theme I-IntroductionTheme I — IntroductionTheme I-Introduction
“Hi.”
Sally looked up from her book, ‘Salem’s Lot. There was a girl looking at her, smiling. She seemed only about four years old, with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. “Hello…” Sally answered.
“Whatcha doin’?” the little girl asked, cocking her head to one side.
“Reading?” Sally answered, unsure of how to treat the situation.
“I can’t read yet. My mommy says that when I’m older, I’ll be able to read anything I want to! She even says that I’ll be able to read princes
A Scary Thought TrainA Short NoteA Scary Thought Train
Dear Hogwarts,
I should be working on Spanish right now. Instead, I'm writing. The play has been over for a while now, and I really wish it wasn't. I liked the late nights, the exaustion, the boredom. I liked being able to see, hear, and help both Ryan and Kyle. I had fun with everything. But now...I'm empty. Grey all the time. I'm falling behind in math because I miss classes, and I'm clueless to everything. And I still haven't told Ryan anything.
I realized something last night after Tay and I fought on IM: I can't live without anger. I thrive on anger. I enjoy it when people are angry at
No
Including Brandt.
You read my journals?
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I will shoot you in the face. The face. With my guns
Darell: "OH MY GOD SCOOTY ARE YOU OK?"
Scooty: "NO. I'M FUCKING COVERED IN PISS."
Fuck your face.o_ರೃ
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A Very Merry Unbirthday to ME!!!
^___^
This calls for a celebratory...um...SOMETHING!
*hugs*
And cheesecake! We actually HAVE some, too! I might...Nah...It's almost two in the morning...But still...very tempting, it is...
*smiles*
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