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posted by pugglelover2000
The car skidded off and Josie bumped up against something in the trunk,"OW!"She yelled.She heard Rachel and her دوستوں talking.She strained to listen.

"Um,Rachel آپ know we could get in BIG trouble for this,right?"Haley asked."Why,are آپ scared?"Rachel replied,then snorted."Um,no.I just don't want to get in trouble."Haley said."Yeah Rachel,this is,like,kidnapping."Destiny commented."UH!I should have known آپ two would wimp out!"Rachel complained.

Finally,they came to a stop."Come on آپ two and help me with her!"Rachel screamed.Then Josie heard doors slamming shut and gravel crunching under 3 pairs of feet.

The car تنے, ٹرنک opened and light flooded in."Where are we!?"Josie screamed."I'll tell آپ when I get آپ where I want you."Rachel replied.

The girls lifted her out of the car,and then Josie could finally see her surroundings.There was a forest all around them,with big great pines.Also,there was a small کیبن made of wood in front of the car.

They marched in the کیبن and up the stairs,and down a hall into a HUGE room with a pretty big sized window and a big blue bed.A dresser made of oak was beside the window,and another door,probably a closet,was across from the bed.

They tossed Josie down on the bed."We're at my summer home,well,ONE of them at least."Rachel beamed."Now,one of آپ go lock the down stairs door,and another go get a water bottle for our GUEST here,"Haley and Destiny rushed out of the room,mumbling things to themselves.
posted by Bella_Swan3
"What reason do آپ have for living, if all آپ have done is brought sorrow, pain, and anger? Everyone will want آپ 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 کہا bitterly, gesturing at the shards of broken glass that lay on the floor.

"No matter. It is not as if I was particularly attached to my father's belongings," Lady MacDonald said, sounding detached.

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 آپ have any ideas send me a message plzz tell me what آپ think.


There were two other women with him the first one looked like Charlie and Marcus the other was Annabel. Charllie was closer then i tought he کہا from right behind me "yes that's our mother our father got killed in jail when he saw her he killed the man." i can see where he got his looks. we kept walking. a lady saw us she welcomed us in to her house she braided my hair with pale blue ribbon running through it. she gave me a dress that was pale blue like the ribbon. it had white roses...
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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 آپ have lived, and in some cases, wished آپ hadn't.

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

"He did it again, didn't he?" the boy asked softly, gently touching a bruise on the...
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She stepped into the flat sorely, gazing at his stuff. He’s left so soon, without saying he would do so, without mentioning any goodbyes with his deep, sad voice. Everything was the same, nothing has been moved, and nothing has been replaced. He took nothing with him but his endless tears. He took nothing with him but his sadness and misery. He took nothing … but the shattering hearts with its deep wounds.
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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posted by Thalia_huntress
"catch me if آپ can!" my little sister yells running in the back yard.i go after her. she suddenly stops. "Jaz!Jaz! come here!" she calls. "yes Abbie?" i fallow her eyes. smoke was riseing from the house. oh-no i thought. i grab my cell phone and dial 911. there here in twenty minutes. they've put out the fire. our parents are dead. i sit on one of the chairs in our back yard. abigal climbs into my lap and hides her face in my hair then she crys. i must've looked like a statue becuase my breathing was shallow. "sweeties are آپ ok?" my rich aunt said. i blinked "yes were fine aunt julie" i...
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White. White everywhere. i pushed myself farther, made pain ripped at my sides, as the cold stabbing breeze lifted the hair off my bleeding chapped lips. I stepped farther not knowing where i was going. Another sharp breeze burned my face as tears refused to fall from my aching eyes. Been so long since i laid my head to rest. My feet slowly going numb leaving me to face the cold alone. I was at war. A war with the icy breeze,and with myself. Trusting no one.

I tried so hard to impress them. To get them to love me. To gain their friendship. No one knows me. No one will find me. No one is looking....
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