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The Kidnapping Diaries: Ch 1July/25/2013
So, my name is Daniella, I was given this journal by my kidnapper, but in here he'll just be called you, this is my story, hopefully ill be able to escape, and don't worry I'll take this diary with me, I want to remember every detail when we're in the court room, deciding your verdict, anyway, I'll keep you informed as much as possible, here's what's happened so far,
It was supposed to just be a little hike through the woods, until I saw you. You followed me, over hills, around lakes and small waterfalls, past trail signs, and never falling behind my pace. I started to run, and you started too, still keeping up with me. I decided to sprint and try to loose you on an animal trail. Just as I attempted to sprint down the animal trail, you grabbed my shoulders and slammed me against a tall oak tree on the side of the path.
"Let me go!" I yelled at you. You stayed calm and whispered i
She Seemed UnbreakableThe Girl Who Seemed Unbreakable.. Broke
The Girl Who Seemed Strong.. Crumbled
The Girl Who Never Stopped Trying Finally.. Gave Up
She Dropped A Fake Smile as a Tear Ran Down Her Face and Whispered to Herself
I Can't Do This Anymore...
Wipe away the tears, head up, and fake a smile.
Crying will only show weakness.
A long day of school.
No tears today, made it through.
Turning the water on in the shower.
I'm bullet proof,
Nothing to loose,
Crying in the shower so no one will see the tears.
Stepping out and getting ready for bed.
Excited to get away from all of this and enter the world of sweet dreams
Wondering if this will be the routine until the sweet relief of death
Getting up, and walking over to the mirror
Warm tears running down cheeks
Wipe them away and fake a smile
Crying shows weakness
They cant know
Hanging by a thread that has snap
Flicker: Ch 1Light, oh, the sweet, beautiful, light. Her eyes finally opened, looking around the iron room, it all hit her fast, adoption, this room, put under. Now, she was waking up. She tried to move, but alas, it was in vain, she was still strapped down. Ember called out for help, over and over again and again. Finally a man walked in, she could remember that white lab coat anywhere. He told her to calm down, it would be ok, everything would be okay, it was all over.
The girl was confused. "Haha," said the man," well, Ember you along with 19 other children have been chosen to become extraordinary. My dear you all have been given a gift, err... power." "What?" said Ember," what do you mean?" "exactly that." said the man. "Wait", asked Ember," how old am I?" "You are now nine years old" he replied. "NINE!" exclaimed Ember," but I was seven like yesterday!" "You have been asleep for two years, Ember", said the man.
Flicker: Prologue20 orphans, no more, no less, between the ages of seven and nine, "adopted". Not by a warm loving family with a fuzzy pet and good night kisses to send a child into a world of dreams. Instead, taken to a place far, far away from civilization, to become extraordinary. One of these people were Ember, a girl the age of seven with brown, orange hair, a strange hazel and red eye color, and pale skin. She was taken into a room with iron walls, filled with equipment, viles filled with different colors of acid, tubes connecting different pieces of equipment, and a padded table with straps on its sides.
Little Ember was taken over to this table and told to lay down, and stay still, or there would be repercussions. Ember, not wanting to upset the two men holding her arms, walked over to the table, laid down, and watched as they strapped down her arms, torso, and legs. Then, she heard the door open and in walked a man wearing black kakis, a collared shirt, leat
This Cant Be Real - A zombie apacolipse story- Ch2The few people out on the side walks screamed in terror and fled into the shops lining
the road. There was a banging sound coming from the back of the bus. Autumn and the boy
with red hair ran to see what it was. There was a women, mid 30s yelling for help, the
zombies saw her and shambled slowly over to her. The woman screamed in terror and fell
to the ground. Autumn covered her mouth to keep from throwing up and felt tears form in
her eyes. The boy next to her had a similar reaction except with him there were no tears
and he looked more like he would throw up then cry.
After the zombies were done feasting on the woman they looked back at the bus. "Drive!",
yelled the old man she had seen read the news paper. The bus driver nodded and sped off,
infact he drove so fast that almost everyone fell down. Two of those were Autumn and the
red head. As she slipped backward he tried to catch her and that just ended with the two
Best Friends For Never-Ch1I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock playing Justin Bieber I screamed "AHHHHH!" and
quickly turned it off. My mother walked in my room and said "hey honey, its time to get
ready for your first day of high school!" Wait, the first day of high school! I
thought. Being my goofy self I dramatically fell onto my knees and screamed out "PORQUE!
WHY!" My mother just laughed and walked downstairs to make breakfast. I checked the
temperature on my phone, the high for the day was 60. Geez, its always cold here, I
thought to myself. I jumped into the shower and quickly rinsed my hair and body before
drying myself off with a towel.
My hair was brushed out and dried and I just let it hang loose at my shoulders. I put on
my favorite dark denim jeans, put on a t-shirt saying keep calm and defy gravity, a
Pokémon hoodie with all the starter Pokémon's on it, and my black high tops. "Breakfast
is ready!" called my mom. "Ok! I'
This Cant Be Real - A zombie apacolipse story- Ch1Gosh, moms going to kill me", thought Autumn as she ran through the ever darkening
streets. The mid-spring sun started to set over the horizon. She smelled the occasional
cherry blossom tree's fragrance through her burning lungs. Autumn had been running all
the way from her school in attempt to reach the normal bus she took home in time, but she
had been 3 minutes to late and missed it. She checked the next bus time at that stop but
it would be too late. Now she had resorted to running to her back up bus stop, she
didn't like this one due to the fact that on the way to her house from there included
crossing a long, tall, swaying bridge over looking a deep valley with a large river about
150 feet below.
As she neared the stop she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. The girl finished her
sprint and checked her phone. It was a text from her mom asking her where she was.
Autumn just replied that she had missed her usual bus and had to
InnocentMy only chance for freedom, I have to do this. The girl pulled her dark brown hair into a pony tail. She was to be taken out by a guard today, the teenager had been accused with witchcraft. Everyone thought she was evil, she felt tears form in her pale blue eyes. There was one guard, he had been sent to make sure she didn't use her "evil" powers to escape. Without using the "magic" she possessed, the girl had made him believe her.
Today, he was to take her into the center of the village to be burned at the stake. They had dressed her in a tattered white gown and gave her one white ribbon to tie back her mangled hair. The girl had found a shattered piece of glass in her cell, at first she used it for self harm. Now she used it as a looking glass so she could see herself when she felt lonely, it was like someone was with her.
"I hate this retched village, she muttered under her breath.
A few moments later she heard the lock of her cell door
Ambitions Ch:2-Ackward Moments and Exciting NewsLyra Pov
Lyra ran through the dim streets, it was 5 am and everyone was still sleeping. The slender girl stopped at Jules house and knocked on the door. She waited a minute until she heard the door open and saw a very tired Jules looking at her.
"Nice hair, "Lyra said," You gotta teach me your tips sometime."
Jules just glared before cracking a smile.
"What's so funny?" Lyra asked.
"You have 2 different shoes on."
"Huh?", Lyra looked down at her feet and Jules flicked her nose.
"Ow! not funny Jules! Stop cracking up!"
Lyra shoved Jules and he stumbled and fell down. He held his head in his arms and pretended to moan in pain. Lyra panicked and held out her hand to help him up. When he grabbed her hand he pulled her down and she fell on top of him, both teens blushed and saw each other do it.
"Let me up" Lyra said.
Jules blushed even harder when he realized he was holding Lyra's waist. When both were up Jules asked,
"Why did you need to tal
lessons learned from seven men...- I -
I hate that you issued instructions like Don't put on any weight, you're small so it would really show, at a time when food was already the enemy and starvation felt like feeding the parts of me that were anchorless.
But I love that you showed me that You're so different from anyone I've ever been with actually means We are way too different for this to work and saved me a lot of future heartache.
- II -
I hate that you misunderstood yourself so much that it made you suspicious of everyone around you.
But I love that certain places will always hold magic for me because of the journeys we took together.
- III -
I hate that you walked away from something potentially lovely, if only ever destined to be temporary, because the people who were actually important in your life wouldn't have approved.
But I love that you reminded me that strength of character is a tr
BeautyAs his lips parted from mine, I felt the warmth left by them and tasted his sweet love on the tip of my tongue. Opening my eyes, I looked him and smiled before turning away and blushing, biting my lip. His legs straddled mine as I sat up against the wall and I felt him firm against my crotch, softly and pleasantly touching my clit. This was the happiest I'd ever been and I reached up under his shirt, resting my palm against his chest to feel his rapid heart rate.
"I still got it," I whispered, smiling.
"You never lost it." he muttered before reaching up my top to mirror my action. I felt my face flush as I stroked him lovingly, wondering how I could ever deserve such a wonderful, handsome man. As if he'd read my mind, he leaned forward. Carefully undoing my bra and beginning to massage my breasts, he gently kissed my ear with his lips and said, with a crack of emotion in his voice "you are exquisite...".
I thought about how I felt with him and taking my hand awa
Talking Without WordsThere is a point at which you know. There is a time at which you realize that things will never work out the way you want them to. Let’s call it the end of the line.
You just got home from a concert. As you’re going down the stairs to collapse in your bed in exhaustion, and you accidentally bump into her and her friend. You say hello, her friend responds. You get into some pointless discussion as she takes the opportunity to sneak by you, without a word. You say goodnight; she doesn’t respond.
You’re walking down Glouster Road. You just emerged from the Piccadilly Line of the Underground and you’re walking home. You see her walking on the other side of the street, coming towards you. As you glance at her, she looks up at you. You flash her a smile and send her a wave. She keeps walking.
It’s December, the last day of the semester. Time to go to Heathrow, time to go home. You want to say goodbye. So you go to her, and you say goodbye. She says what yo
confessions full of jack 12Confessions are against my nature. I have always been secretive, and nobody needs to see and smell my internal organs. I am only confessing to rid futile information of their power, I am only confessing to make room for real secrets.
Total mistake ch. 2 The beginning
3.14 is from one village, which is about 6-7 km at north from regional town. I lived in other village, maybe also 6-7km but at east from regional town. These villages are too different. First time we met in our school in this town. Everybody says it´s hole or the biggest hole (it´s also the name of one song about this town). I know a lot of people who call it crater. However, it is the 11th biggest town in Slovakia.
I remember the project made by 3.14 and other classmates about old town. When there was president of Slovakia there (I think it was before Second World War), he visited one beautiful church. He said: „Such a treasure in such a hole. “
It is not important now. I and 3.14 were always in different classes. Our ways first met in 5th c
Ode to a Dead Fish
Somewhere across the immense topography of time, in a little inlet lapping peacefully along the shore, you are still swimming. A flash of silver darting among waving plants in the dappled sunlight. You have no name and you took no thought of yourself. Your future was just right around the bend.
Around that bend something happened, maybe to the water, and you floated serenely down to settle into the sands of time. You lay nicely stretched out while you were covered by the blankets of eons for a long winter's sleep.
Then there came a time when the sun shone once again on your bed in the sand. Your bed had grown hard while the world had gone on about its way since you first lay down. Someone scratching around in the rocks had found you and broken you loose from the rest of your familiar sand and had put you up for sale. I don't know how many hands you passed through before I bought you. I gave you as a gift to my father. You see, he was a fisherman...n
He left when I was 23. I'd known him since I was 16 and he was 15. At the end, he knew I was gay. I don't know what he was. I didn't ask or discuss the matter of us at all. How could I have been so foolish?
At first I wasn't even attracted to him. But it wasn't long before we became best friends, surely the best of all possible relationships. We spent pretty much all our time outside of school together. It wasn't until three years later that I knew I was in love. The first time. I didn't know how to act, what to do. It was a time and place of conformity, of unquestioned sins, of keeping your thoughts to yourself. There was a mix of joy and stress.
After high school, he went to the Navy. He had to go; I was able to avoid it. I was no soldier, even though as I was about to leave the examination place for the draft, an officer dangled the prospect of Officer Candidate School in front of me because of my test score, which I knew was perfect. I was completel
My New ThingsSo, my viewers now know that "iwtbag" stands for I want to be a girl. I currently own two things of lip gloss, 2 mascara sticks, and a pair of cute black skintight leggings. What else should I get and should I post pictures here?
14.April.2014Write a few sentences by completing these phrases: “I’d like to be…” “I am…”
I’d like to be more toned in my muscles.
I am at my goal weight.
I’d like to be more outgoing.
I am a good listener.
I’d like to be more focused in school.
I am very well organized.
I’d like to utilize my time more efficiently.
I am able to learn from mistakes.
I’d like to be more confident in myself.
I am willing to try new things.
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You sat there on your computer, again...
It was after school and as usual there was drama. You can across a website that you could take quizzes about pretty much anything on. As you scrolled through you saw a quiz called "What State Is Your Heart In"? Curious, you opened it up. The questions varied and finally you got your answer. It said Heart of Stone. You just shook your head and said quietly "They don't know the half of it." You stood up and walked over to the bathroom. The time on your phone read 11:11 pm, wow was it really that late?
You took your anti depression pills and quietly made a wish to yourself. Then, walking back into your bedroom you thought over your day. It had started with a text conversation the night before. Your real best friend had just moved across the country, and you wanted her to stay in touch. You asked your "friends" if she could join and they
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