anajayx32

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It's hard to swin
in a world so shallow
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Hey!
I'm Ana and I love writing and making quotes,
Not many people read my stories and I've only gotten a couple of top quotes, that's just fine with me. I believe that everyone is special and beautiful in their own way. I also believe that everyone should be treated with equal respect. I also believe that everyone has the right to state their opinion and that's kind of what witty profiles is for.
Anyway enough with the inspirational shit.
I love hanging out with friends and making new friends. I haven't met HIM yet but I have had one boyfriend. I have the tendency to do stuff like a boss, it's just genetics. I have the fear of imperfection and I am a perfectionist. I love kids and dogs but I mean what's the difference? I have one sister and one brother and their both kind of amazing, I'm also the baby in the house besides my doggy.
So if you think I'm interesting follow me and I'll follow you. I think I have like  20 or 30 followers. 
Also: AIM: anajayx32
xoxo
~Ana
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Please read!
I haven't asked for anything from Witty, but today I am:
My friend and I have been making beauty videos on Youtube for a little while now and we have 10 subscribers and almost 400 video views, but we have a goal set for the end of July.  Our goal is to reach 150 subscribers and 1,000 video views.  I am begging all of you to maybe watch a couple of our videos and subscribe to us, it would mean the world to both of us.  You are not obligated to watch our videos or subscribe, but if you did that would be dandy.  If you want, you can just watch our videos and not subscribe, or subscribe and not watch our videos, or watch and subscribe.  But this is the trickier part, we have another goal, we want 300 subscribers and at least 2,000 video views.  So please subscribe and watch our videos!  If you do leave me a comment and I'll make sure to favorite your quotes and follow you. So thanks for taking time and reading this! (:
This is the link to our channel:http://www.youtube.com/channel/UCsk2Ee3UxQYiJLtyvJJJMKQ?feature=mhee  
p.s. I have already posted this on my quote account, VousSontBelle.

Please read!
I haven't asked for anything from Witty, but today I am:
My friend and I have been making beauty videos on Youtube for a little while now and we have 10 subscribers and almost 400 video views, but we have a goal set for the end of July.  Our goal is to reach 150 subscribers and 1,000 video views.  I am begging all of you to maybe watch a couple of our videos and subscribe to us, it would mean the world to both of us.  You are not obligated to watch our videos or subscribe, but if you did that would be dandy.  If you want, you can just watch our videos and not subscribe, or subscribe and not watch our videos, or watch and subscribe.  But this is the trickier part, we have another goal, we want 300 subscribers and at least 2,000 video views.  So please subscribe and watch our videos!  If you do leave me a comment and I'll make sure to favorite your quotes and follow you. So thanks for taking time and reading this! (:
This is the link to our channel:http://www.youtube.com/channel/UCsk2Ee3UxQYiJLtyvJJJMKQ?feature=mhee  
p.s. I have already posted this on my quote account, VousSontBelle.

Can we stop

making quotes about One Direction?  
They're all over top quotes and it's getting old.  
I love One Direction, but seriously I just want to go back to when top quotes were about things that people actually care about. 

And do not comment saying rude things.
i'm tired of seeing
the same people on top quotes.
 
paradise
part one
Alicia and I packed for our class trip as we danced to One Direction, "Chandler, are you excited?" Alicia asked stopping the song and plucking down on Chandler's queen bed.  "Hell yeah!" I said tackling her and fake smacking her in the face.  Every year our high school takes a trip to either Hawaii, Florida, or Malibu.  This year we were going even farther away from Rosenhaven, we were going to the Dominican Republic.  Oh I couldn't wait to tan on the beaches, swim in the ocean, and play beach volleyball with shirtless Hispanic boys.  Tomorrow, all of these dreams were going to come true.  When we finished packing we talked about all the possibilites, we could meet hot guys or have a fling with a hot guy, everything sounded so amazing and farfetched.  I loved talking about things that would only happen in stories or in a girls imagination.  Something that might actually never happen.  "Well, you should get going, it's getting pretty late," I said to Alicia looking her in her warm chocolate brown eyes.  Alicia gathered her things, gave me a hug, and headed home.  I looked at my phone it was 10:00, only 7 hours to go before paradise.

I know this is extremely short, the next will be longer. 

 

on my own
part one
I remember the day my mom kicked me like it was yesterday, I was doing what a regular teenager would do on a summer night, I was with my friends.  I don't know what happened next, everything was a blur.  After I took a drink out of my cup peoples voices bounced off the walls, their words were slurred and I couldn't understand a thing they said.  At one point I stood up and ran all the way home.  Next thing I knew my mom was in my face, her voice frantic but angry, she was telling me to pack my things and get out of her house right now.  I laughed for some reason.  But when I woke up I was on the curb with a blanket and my suit case packed.
* * *
From that day forward I promised myself I would never go back to my mom or ask anyone for help with anything.  I took a job at the Starbucks in the city, the things I saw were amazing, people with weird tattoos and piercings, I loved it.  It was a foggy, slow day the day everything changed, a lady walked in with 10 shopping bags hanging off her arms, and a phone glued to her ear.  "Welcome to Starbucks," I said giving her a million dollar smile.  She looked at me and stared for what seemed like 10 thousand years.  "Hey, Donny, call me back later." she said flipping her phone shut.  "What are you called?" she asked me, "Chandler Rhodes," I said sticking my hand out for her to shake.  She ignored the gesture and instead reached over and touched my face, "You're beautiful, do people ever tell you that?" she asked.  "No," I said looking down at my worn Nike free runs.  "How old are you?" she asked with a smile on her face, what was with all these questions?  "I'm 16, but can you just order?" I said smoothing out my army green apron.  "Chandler, how would you like to make 20 times the amount you make in a year, in 2 days?" she whispered.  "I would love to but we all know that's not going to happen," I said getting flustered.  "It could, if you just come with me." she winked. 
Next thing I knew I was in an office talking to an agent, they told me I could become an actress or model or something huge!  If I got money, I wouldn't share a penny of it with my mother or my friends after what they all did to me.  
But after all was said and done, I was still on my own

 

Skinny
part one
It's something everyone wants to be, even I wanted to be skinny.
Me, the captain of the cheer squad, the track star, prom queen, straight A student with the biggest house in Westchester.
Even me, the girl that had it all.
It started as a joke between me and my friends, "Maybe we should just stop eating!" Kelsey said smiling.
"Are you nuts?" I asked laughing.
"Come on, Elle, we could do it!!" Jenny said laughing and taking a swig of her energy drink.
"Guys, that's just crazy! Crazy I tell you!" I say giggling and tickling Nikki who hadn't said a word on the subject of never eating, she didn't even flinch as I tickled her. 
"Whatev's guys, I have to get going!" I said grabbing my duffle bag and started off for home.
When does a joke become real? 
It becomes real when you give it too much thought, which is exactly what I did.

* * *
"Elle! Get up, you're not going to have time to eat breakfast!" my mom yelled from the kitchen down stairs.
"Coming!" I said looping my braided belt through my belt loops. 
I was taking extra time to avoid just that, eating breakfast.
I looked at the time and ran down the stairs, "I'm not going to have time to eat! Sorry mom, I'll ask Jenny to give me a bagel or something!" I yellled running out the door with my tote in my hand.
I had been doing this same thing for the past 3 months, avoiding any contact with food.
During lunch I would leave school and stay in my car until it was over, I would tell my parents I had already ate dinner somewhere else. 
Why am I doing this to myself, I sometimes ask myself.
But then I rememember, to be skinny
"Dang, you look hungry, do you want something to eat?" asked Jenny as she stepped onto her porch.
"No! I'm not hungry! I just ate a minute ago.." I lied. 
"Okay, fiesty! Soooo, Adam said he wants us to sit at his lunch table today and tomorrow and all this week!!" she squealed walking backwards in front of me.
"Jenny! You know that I go to my grandparents house for lunch," I lied again.
"Yeah but just this week!! Please! You-know-who is going to be there!" Jenny whispered.
"Fine, just once!" I said smiling.
Yay!!" she said smiling.

* * *
My classes went by slow, I was dreading going to lunch. 
They're going to notice, I thought walking into the cafertia. 
"I think it's hot when girls eat!" said Nick, my dream guy.
Today, I'll eat, for him.
I sat down between Nick and Jenny, "Hey!!" I said smiling from ear to ear.
"Hey, you want some cheese fries?" he asked putting the plate up to my nose. 
"Uh, no thanks! But um.." I said trying to think of something revolutionary to say, "I'm having a pool party, on Friday. Everyone is invited so tell everyone you know!" I said smiling as they started chattering.
"Hey, can we talk outside?" Nick whispered in my ear. 
"Sure!" I said.
He led me to the back of the school, and into the middle of the woods.
"I know what's going on, and you need to stop before it gets to serious!" he said grabbing my arm with lots of force.
"What are you talking about, Nick?" I asked trying to wiggle out of his grasp.
"You're not eating. At all. I know that you aren't. You're at least 10 pounds less than you were before!" Nick said quietly, his eyebrows knitted together in worrisome. 
"It's none of your business if I am or if I'm not!" I yelled.
"I want to make it my business, I really, really like you. I hate seeing you like this," he whispered kissing my cheek.
I got out of his grasp and made a run for it. 
Someone knew, not just someone.
Someone I was in love with.



you know the difference between promises and memories?
we *break promises*, but memories break us.








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Chapter 7:

I must have dozed off because when I woke up I was in front of Hedges Train Station, Brenda was tapping my should gently and whispering my name.
"Lauren," she said louder, my eyes shot open and I looked at her.
"Yeah?" I said yawning.
"Well, your leaving," Brenda said frowning slightly, she put a weak smile on her face and then grabbed my hand gently.
"I'll miss you," I said quietly.
"I know, but it's time for you to go," Brenda said letting go of my hand and then kissing my forehead softly.
"Bye," I said grabbing my 2 black suitcases and stepping out of the car.
The smell of rain fresh on the pavement wafted into my nostrils.
It reminded me of Austin and I hanging out in the rain.
I stepped into the train and turned around waving at Brenda who was leaning againist the taxi.
I waved and turned again, 2 faces were the only thing in the train.

I felt the train come to a halt and the speaker went off.
"We are now in New York, New York. Everyone please exit the train, make sure to have all belonings, we are not responisble for any stolen or forgotten belongings. Thank you and have a good night," the man said tiredly.
I stepped off the train and saw what looked to be Aunt Natasha.
She was tall, beautiful and slim.
Everything about her looked perfect, she was tapping her Palm Pilot with her index finger when she heard my ballerina flats tap on the cement.
"Why hello there darling," she said showing off her pearly white teeth.
I smiled showing off my some what white teeth, "Hi are you Aunt Natasha?" I asked hoping she was.
"Well, my name is Natasha, I'm looking for a little teenage girl named Lauren," she said smiling once again.
"Thats me," I said.
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad afterall.

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