I was running towards the ساحل سمندر, بیچ because it was a full moon tonight. Great. On the دن of all days, tonight had to a full moon. Today was my boyfriend's birthday and I promised him last week that I would spend the his entire birthday with him. That was before I got scratched سے طرف کی that, that...I don't even know what it was. But now I know I should listen to my Grandma مزید often. Here's how it began.
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I was just a normal, average 16 سال old teenager with an awesome boyfriend and two amazing best friends. I lived with my grandma due to the fact my parents died.
Ever since I was a small child, I was interested in mythological creatures. Did I say interested? I meant fascinated. I would always try to find proof of them to.
Not only was it dangerous, it was also insane. Whenever I'd talk about my findings, people think I was the craziest person they ever met. Fortunately, I found Zoey and Francine, my best friends. They believe everything I tell them about the mythological world. A سال later, Cameron, my boyfriend, came into my life and I've been ever since.
Now let's fast آگے to the part where I got scratched. It was a humid July night. It was a cloudless sky and a full moon. I was walking through the swamp with my camera and earmuffs, searching for a new creature. The reason why is because there had been strange reports of a by-standers hearing a woman singing a tone so lovely that they follow her voice deep in swamp and never return. Curious to find out what this 'woman' really was, I went to investigate.
As I got deep into the swamp, I heard the singing. I immediately put my earmuffs on and got my camera ready. I followed the muffled singing coming through my earmuffs. The closer I got, the مزید distinct the singing became. A little bit closer, a little bit closer... Then suddenly the singing stopped. I couldn't see a thing. Everything was pitch black. I immediately started flashing pictures, then ran away as fast as I could.
When I got home, I felt faint. I then collasped in the middle of the door way. When I came to, I was in my بستر wrapped in the covers. All of a sudden, my arm had this on آگ کے, آگ sensation. I raced to the bathroom and looked at my arm. It had three claw marks on it! It must've been that creature. It did favor men مزید than women.
To exhausted to examine it any further, I went to بستر and decided to examine it in the morning.
That اگلے morning, I rushed to the bathroom to look at my arm. The marks were gone!
Oh well. I went downstairs for breakfast.
After breakfast, I went upstairs to see if I took any pictures. Blurry, thumb in the shot, blurry, thumb in the shot...what's this? I hooked my camera to my laptop to magnify the image. When I magnified it enough, I printed it out. I then put it in my journal where I keep all my research.
Fast forwarding to tonight, I was waking to my boyfriend's house. I then felt an cold breeze. Cold breeze? It's the middle of July! I continued to walk, when suddenly an urge of pain spread from my fingers to my feet. I looked at my hands and so my nails had grown into claws. I had a feeling my toe nails did the same. I started running and then my hair became the color of seaweed. I was transforming, that much was true. But into what?
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As I arrived at the beach, my transformation was complete. My skin was glowing a pale green, I was wearing a white flowery dress, and my feet were bare. I walked into the sea, letting the tides pull me in closer. It wasn't until then that I realized that creature was a sea witch. Since she scratched me, I too was now a sea witch.
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I was just a normal, average 16 سال old teenager with an awesome boyfriend and two amazing best friends. I lived with my grandma due to the fact my parents died.
Ever since I was a small child, I was interested in mythological creatures. Did I say interested? I meant fascinated. I would always try to find proof of them to.
Not only was it dangerous, it was also insane. Whenever I'd talk about my findings, people think I was the craziest person they ever met. Fortunately, I found Zoey and Francine, my best friends. They believe everything I tell them about the mythological world. A سال later, Cameron, my boyfriend, came into my life and I've been ever since.
Now let's fast آگے to the part where I got scratched. It was a humid July night. It was a cloudless sky and a full moon. I was walking through the swamp with my camera and earmuffs, searching for a new creature. The reason why is because there had been strange reports of a by-standers hearing a woman singing a tone so lovely that they follow her voice deep in swamp and never return. Curious to find out what this 'woman' really was, I went to investigate.
As I got deep into the swamp, I heard the singing. I immediately put my earmuffs on and got my camera ready. I followed the muffled singing coming through my earmuffs. The closer I got, the مزید distinct the singing became. A little bit closer, a little bit closer... Then suddenly the singing stopped. I couldn't see a thing. Everything was pitch black. I immediately started flashing pictures, then ran away as fast as I could.
When I got home, I felt faint. I then collasped in the middle of the door way. When I came to, I was in my بستر wrapped in the covers. All of a sudden, my arm had this on آگ کے, آگ sensation. I raced to the bathroom and looked at my arm. It had three claw marks on it! It must've been that creature. It did favor men مزید than women.
To exhausted to examine it any further, I went to بستر and decided to examine it in the morning.
That اگلے morning, I rushed to the bathroom to look at my arm. The marks were gone!
Oh well. I went downstairs for breakfast.
After breakfast, I went upstairs to see if I took any pictures. Blurry, thumb in the shot, blurry, thumb in the shot...what's this? I hooked my camera to my laptop to magnify the image. When I magnified it enough, I printed it out. I then put it in my journal where I keep all my research.
Fast forwarding to tonight, I was waking to my boyfriend's house. I then felt an cold breeze. Cold breeze? It's the middle of July! I continued to walk, when suddenly an urge of pain spread from my fingers to my feet. I looked at my hands and so my nails had grown into claws. I had a feeling my toe nails did the same. I started running and then my hair became the color of seaweed. I was transforming, that much was true. But into what?
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As I arrived at the beach, my transformation was complete. My skin was glowing a pale green, I was wearing a white flowery dress, and my feet were bare. I walked into the sea, letting the tides pull me in closer. It wasn't until then that I realized that creature was a sea witch. Since she scratched me, I too was now a sea witch.
Asperger's Syndrome is a mild form of autism with a bit of learning disability. It is the same as social anxiety. People with this kind have difficulty learning academics, socializing with other people, and forming friendships.
What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, آپ see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is آپ feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. آپ will realize that those people have مزید intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great دل of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.
See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.
It's better to be UNIQUE!
What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, آپ see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is آپ feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. آپ will realize that those people have مزید intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great دل of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.
See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.
It's better to be UNIQUE!
Why does life seem to be getting مزید and مزید confusing? People always told me, "You will understand once آپ grow up." Now, I do not agree in any way with those people. Breakups, your friend dumping you, getting in trouble, those are all things that happen basically everyday today. Before, when I was a little girl, people always fussed over me, took care of me, were دوستوں with me forever, it seemed. What happened? Why is this happening to me? I want to ask that. But no one seems to know the answer. Especially when we see fights out, we know that fog is drifting into our minds. I don't like this at all. I want the fog to lift. But it doesn't seem to be happening...not today, یا ever. Everything seems to be staying the way it is right now: confusing, awkward, new to us. I really hope that one دن something will change. But...for now, the future isn't bright. Not in any way I see it.
Freedom stood tall,
Bravely waving in the air,
Hoping all could be reminded
Of his courage
Freedom stood
In the midst of war,
Never before standing so bravely still
Even during hard times
Fighting England, his enemy
He stood, wearing
His Red, White, and Blue apparel
Freedom stood tall, waiting for an end to slavery
Waiting for a start for freedom
Freedom stood...
To remind his people to stand up for their rights
And Freedom broke away from his shackles
Freedom broke away from his worst enemy
Bravely waving in the air,
Hoping all could be reminded
Of his courage
Freedom stood
In the midst of war,
Never before standing so bravely still
Even during hard times
Fighting England, his enemy
He stood, wearing
His Red, White, and Blue apparel
Freedom stood tall, waiting for an end to slavery
Waiting for a start for freedom
Freedom stood...
To remind his people to stand up for their rights
And Freedom broke away from his shackles
Freedom broke away from his worst enemy
