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ChaosChaos shattered throughout the school. It was strange how one swift movement, one touch; could trigger everyone off. It was like dominos, one fell over and the rest came down too. I could barely concentrate with all the mayhem and shrieking circling around where I planted my heavy feet. For some, it would have been all so quick and sweet. But for me, it was slow and bitter.Chaos
My eyes looked straight ahead, seeing the cold killers’ eyes stare directly at me. He had been in my biology class. I knew him. The person they had shot, had been a few feet in front of me, talking about their plans for lunch. It was like a chain. The pe
by ~loveMadds
Sometimes I wished...As I stood at the corner of the bridge, I waited. Waiting for what I waited for every night. Having to relive the moment I changed for the better.Sometimes I wished...
I sometimes wish that I had listened. Stopped going against everyone and stood still. It would have saved a lot of people some grieving and regrets. But really, I was the one with the regrets filling from my toes to my eyelids. Drinking my pain and hatred away was the only way. The wrong way too.
I sometimes wish I had been a better friend. Backstabbing bitch that I was, I seemed to hurt more of my friends than keep them. I was still amazed Fiona had stayed w
by ~loveMadds
I like a fun game...My eyes flashed open as my body jerked forward, hearing thunder ring the sky and rain pound down on my windows. The room was dark but I was able to see the reflection of the rain creeping on the floor and up the walls of my room. Lightening flashed occasionally, lighting everything up. But I heard something other than the thunder and rain. Like someone moving around downstairs. Was it Greg? My parents? A wandering drunk dude? When someone was drunk, they really had no threat towards me or others. Even if they tried to hit me, they always missed. Even at parties they did that. So I was pretty used to dealing with them. But I knew thI like a fun game...
by ~loveMadds
Vivid Eyes When I was close enough to the truck, I reached into my somewhat wet coat pocket and pulled my keys out. The keys were attached to a purple hippo. I went up to the door of the truck and pushed them inside the lock. When I heard the click, I opened it with one hand and jumped inside. But the truck wouldn’t start. I tried the gas (I heard somewhere that if you kept pushing down on the gas then it would work), but it didn’t. Frustrated, I hit the horn and stomped out of the truck, onto the road. I couldn’t be caught by the police.Vivid Eyes
“Damn it!”
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Computer games don't affect kids; I mean if Pac-Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive electronic music.
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Lovin' life and killing time, etc. etc. and so forth.
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Lovin' life and killing time, etc. etc. and so forth.
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Lovin' life and killing time, etc. etc. and so forth.
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The way she shattered right there, was like a god losing their immortally.
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Lovin' life and killing time, etc. etc. and so forth.
im watchin you aswell
to annoys you even mores
mwuahahahhahaha
ROCK ON
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ORE WO DARE DA TA OMOTTEYAGARU!!!
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