SandraaMeow
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Favorite .....
Animal? Cats :'3
Friend? Aliciaa. <3
Role Model? Jenna Marbles.
Color? Hot Pink , !
Band? He Is We.
Song? Forever And Ever.
Movie? Anugs, Thongs, And Perfect Snogging.
Show? The Walking Dead.
Singer? Ed Sheeran
Hobby? Dancing.
That's really all the favorites I can think of right about now, so I guess I'll talk about my passion.
So , my passion is dancing. I've been dancing since I was three; and I was accompanied by my best friend; Alicia<3 Sadly; a few years later, she injured her knee and wasn't allowed to dance anymore )': Anyways , once she had to stop, I only stuck with tap and jazz, and then quit for a year because I couldn't dance with her. But I missed it more than I thought so I went back the following year, without her .. Then, after that year, I took hip hop for two years. And now I go to a dance school up in Carbondale; and I take 5 classes. Starting with tap, then pointe, then regular ballet ,then jazz, then hip hop (: Although , Alicia DOES wanna start dancing again ; and I am determined to get her back to the studio ; wish me luck , ! I love you guisee<3
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Quotes by SandraaMeow
Me: Ever hated someone for no reason?
Me: God.. everything she does extremely ticks me off..
Me: Look at this woman.
Me: ...Smiling...
Me: Woman, screw yo happiness .
~Chapter One~
I woke up to my alarm clock screaming from across my room. 5:30 in the morning on a
Monday.
"Time to get ready for another hellish week in the screaming metal death trap." I
mumbled to myself. I slowly sat up and got out of bed. I snuck into the bathroom,
locking the door so I wouldn't wake up my aunt. even though I had my own
bathroom, I still had to cross my aunt's path in order to get to it. Quickly, I turned
on the shower, making sure the water was steaming hot before stepping in. I stood
in there for a moment, watching the dry blood wash off in the water, trying to
remember when things were good; when things were pure. Back when I was
happy, with my parents always in sight. I started crying, remembering my sixth
birthday, when I lost my first tooth. My mom had told me about the tooth fairy,
and my dad had given me a special case to put it in so I could leave it under my
pillow that night. I closed my eyes and shook my head, shoving the memory out of
reach, so I could focus on the present, and the future; not that I had much of one, anyways. I
stepped out of the shower, hurrying to get dressed so I wouldn't freeze to death in this ice
cage my aunt calls a house. Even in the middle of winter, she leaves all the windows wide
open, because she claims it's 'nice to be able to breathe fresh air no matter where you are'.
After I finished getting dressed, I did my hair and makeup, then started to cover all of the
scars on my wrist. I used to spend hours covering them up, but now that I realized that no
one actually notices or cares, I've gotten pretty careless myself. Finally, I was sneaking out the
door, making my way to Hell.
~I hope you guys like it as much as I'm loving to write it,! Can I get some feedback?~
~Prologue~
Searching around the dark room, my hands finally fumbled along my precious blade. I pulled
up my sleeve and held the cool piece of sharp metal against my once beautiful and flawless
wrists. I closed my eyes, and harshly but fluently slid the razor across my wrist. I let out a small
yelp of pain, but I liked it. It's what I lived for. I could feel the adreniline start coursing through
my veins, a feeling that I crave and love so dearly.
[My name is Ainsley, I'm a high school freshman, fifteen years of age. My life is nothing what
you would call normal. Music is my best friend. Cutting is what I love. Anorexia Nervosa is my
worst enemy.Ever since I was seven years old, I have lived with my abusive drug crazed aunt,
due to the loss of my parents in a car accident. I'm bullied everywhere I go, it isn't just school.
adults, teachers, the elderly, little kids, you name it, they've seen me get bullied and pushed
around; yet the don't do anything about it.]
My breathing started to get heavy, and I could feel my heart pounding in my ears. I haven't
cut this deep
in days. Maybe even weeks. But I can't help it; it's what I crave. It's what I love.
It's my addiction.
~Hey there wittians! this is the prlogue to my new story!! This is what Ainsley looks like,
http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=2a4zjgo&s=6
So, feedback telling me whether this is good or not would be great! I also need help finding a title, anyone wanna help?! thanks! :3~
Hey Wittians,! I need your help.
I wanna start writing a new story , but I'm not really
sure on what I wanna write it about.. can I get some
help,?
XoXo
Sandraameow
nmf/nmq
Don't
Forget
Me.
//Chapter 4 Pt.1\\
I couldn’t stop looking at
the time, it seemed that every minute was getting shorter and
shorter; as we ran faster and faster to get to my house. Gasping
for air, I could see my house just around the corner.
“It’s 9:45; let’s walk the rest of the way so
they don’t know we’ve been racing against time to get
back here.” I said, trying to steady my breathing. This is
why I never do anything that involves running, it just
isn’t my thing; I hate it. I walked in the front door at
9:47, only to find a note from my mother:
Dear Quinn Baby, We went out to dinner; sorry we couldn’t
catch you sooner. I made you dinner, it’s in the fridge;
top shelf all the way to the left, you can’t miss it. I
rented a movie for you and Carter, lucky guess that you’d
be with him. Julianna called, she wanted to know where you were,
she said you weren’t texting or calling her. Is everything
okay between you two? I love you baby girl.
XOXO, Mom
“Well,
this is just great. My parents aren’t even home, we rushed
for absolutely nothing. I’m sorry for ruining your night;
you probably had better things to do than run home with
me.” I said completely irritated with the fact that I had
rushed home for nothing but a note.
~Alright guys, for those of you
who like this story and have been following it, I apologize, but,
I really don't even know where I'm going with this sotry
anymore.. I'm gonna start writing a different one, because
this one's just confusing and too much work for only 4 likes.
If you wanna continue reading this, comment below and I'll
consider continuing it from time to time.
Sorry,!~
nmf nmq
*Marilyn Manon's
hot!*
But I've got to get a move on
Howdy there my fellow
Wittians!;)
Well,
there's this girl , thatcoolkidcameron? she's pretty
amazing. she's like, my best friend ^.^ well, anyways,
she's writing a story, and she needs YOUR feedback!! so,
please help her out?! Thank you guys, so much!!
~XoXo~
SandraaMeow
Me: So... On a scale from 1 to Spongebob, how ready are you?
Karma: SQUIDWARD .
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