Chapter 1I arrived at Truesdale High early. The sun had barely reached the treetops. While in West Virginia October had turned the air crisp, it was still warm here. I slipped off my jacket as I stepped out of the car.Chapter 1
"Have a good day, okay?" I turned back to look at my mom. The circles under her eyes had darkened. She musn't have slept well once again. She looked at me, almost pleading. "We can make this work,"she said. "I know. I'll be fine." I wasn't so sure though. It was daunting to move in the middle of the semester. Everyone had made their friends. But this school was so big. Surely I could find my place here. "Okay. I
Possible PrologueMany call suicide crazy. But what if someone is so desperate for love and does not have it? They continue to search for it, but they do not find it. They’d do anything to obtain it. Life becomes hard with no arms to wrap around them, no sweet words whispered into their ear. Is that so crazy? Is there really a difference between death and the absence of love? No. It is not crazy. It is sad.Possible Prologue
What if someone wanted love so much, they went to Hell to get it? Maybe they believed the sacrifice of their lives was the only way to receive love. So they go beyond the supernatural, straight into the hands of the Devil.
The Devil
The HuntI woke up that morning refreshed and ready to go. Mama called to me that breakfast was ready. I ran through our den; I was so hungry I could eat a---“Ow!” I ran right into the dirt wall. “Oh, yeah! Exit’s the other way.” I forgot that we foxes moved to the north side of the forest for the summer.The Hunt
I scampered up into the bright sunlight, “Hey, slowpoke, did you finally wake up?”
“Tom, when I get a chance to sleep late I take it,” I answered my brother. Tom was always so stubborn.
Papa and Mama were already seated by the stump at the river.
“Good morning, Clara. How d
Flowers“Irena, quit day-dreaming and pay attention. Now, which flowers would you like to purchase?” “What? Oh! Sorry, Mother. The daffodils I'm holding,” I hastily replied.Flowers
“Alright. A bouquet of daffodils..." Mother went on babbling something about how daffodils were the most beautiful flowers with the woman selling the flowers. I wasn't listening. Why should flowers be used for such a simple cause, decorating a table. So many other objects could occupy that space. Why couldn't these flowers be used to greet a love or be sent to an ill patient along with a card that says get well. So many other uses are t
Kitty SnugglesUltimate Guessing GameEverything happens behind closed doors Likewise, everything happens beneathUltimate Guessing Game
the decorated mask of one's features:
How do you know I am sad only
because I wear a frown on my face? Why do you assume I am happy only because of the smile on my face?
Can I not be topsy-turvy and maybe even a little bit in-between?
Can I not be direct opposites and maybe even nothing? Know me you definitely do not: I can be everything at once and your eyes would still be focused on superfluous dross, bewildered, because my face only shows one expression. Doors
2009!
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Practice several times today, make sure you memorize your part by heart so you don't slip up or forget a word here or there.
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come right in set your bag down, i took a night off for you. go ahead and turn the lights and keep you're heels on and feelin' for what im about to do...
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come right in set your bag down, i took a night off for you. go ahead and turn the lights and keep you're heels on and feelin' for what im about to do...
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"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all..."
--Emily Dickinson
1) Learn vibrato and O Come Emmanuel on violin.
2) Get Black belt.
3) Read Bible more.
What about you?
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i don't really know. perhaps my first three are:
1) learn how to swim
2) try to finish my current story (seems a hopeless task)
3) more self-confidence
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"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all..."
--Emily Dickinson
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