journeygirl23

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Hello Beautiful! Im Samantha Marie♥ Im 15 years young .  I Love my family, my friends, and everyone who's ever made me beileve in myself. Sometimes i close everyone & everything out, i apperciate those who go out of there way to make me smile and bring me up.  
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My life is Karate, every day,
all the time <3 

 



Black Belt in American Kenpo.
Advanced in Korean Tang Soo Do.
Beginner in Chinese Kung Fu. 

 I Think... I Love Him♥ Always & forever
He makes my day with his smile & eyes
& i know every time i see him,
my LIFE gets a little brighter♥
~♥♥♥~
Birthday Countdown:
2 months; 3 days. 
 

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Alone & Weary
Chapter 4:
I woke up in Queen Bed that was surprisingly comforting. I rubbed my eyes and blinked a few times, I looked around the room, and it was plain. It was blue and grey and a few chairs and the bed I am lying on. I am so tired and extremely weak, I attempted to get up and just fell back down and slept for a few more hours. When I woke up again, I was the same way, but, I needed to get out of this damn house. I went to the window and tried to open it. It was locked. I went to the door of the room and it opened. I looked to the right of the hallway and found 2 another room. I looked to the left and saw one room. I went right. The first room I looked into was empty, literally empty. No wallpaper, no furniture, no carpet, not a thing. I went to the next room and peeked in; it was a room of a little boy who was also sleeping. I walked in and looked at the room thoroughly. This boy was frail and skinny with blonde hair and glasses that were on his night stand. I was on my way out and when I stepped on a toy and knocked into something. The boy groggily awoke and sat up. His green eyes widened and he just stared.
“Uh, hi” I said
“Hi… who are you?”
“My name’s Jacob, what’s your name?”
“My real name, or what mother always calls me?”
“Um, your real name”
“My real name is Timothy, but, mother always calls me Robby.”
I sat on the bed next to him and asked,
“Did… did she kidnap you from your parents?”
“I guess, I haven’t seen my real parents since I went to go play outside and ride my bike. She told me it would be safer if I had a helmet and knee pads. She told me she had extras in her car and told me to follow her. She ended up taking me, and never bringing me back home.”
“That is terrible, she got me too.”
“Did she rename you, also? If I don’t call you the right name, I’ll be smacked”
“She calls me, Daniel. How do you know you’ll be smacked?”
“Because when I called Haley, her real name, Rachel, she smacked me four times!”
“Who’s Rachel?”
“Our sister, she lives down the hall. She was the first to be taken away from her real family”
“How old are you, Timothy?”
“I am eight, how old are you, Jacob?”
“I am fourteen, how old is Rachel?”
“She’s sixteen, and she knows a lot more than me. You should go talk to her. The only thing she hasn’t mastered is escaping the house but, she told me when she does, we’re all going home! Our real home, I can’t wait.”
“Me either, Timothy, me either. I’m going to talk to Rachel and see if we can’t get out.”
“Good luck” He replied. 

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Alone & Weary
Chapter 3:
Right now, I was really wishing I didn’t rip up that piece of paper. She opened her car door and said
“Please, get in Daniel”
I backed away from the knife she was holding and said
“I will, if you put the knife away and hand it over to me.”
Without questioning my demand, she did what I said. Then I asked,
“Why do you keep calling me Daniel?” I asked as she guided me into the passenger’s seat.
“Well, that’s your name.” She said as she got into the driver’s seat and locked the door.
As she was driving, I was thinking to myself.
“What the hell is she on?”
“My name is Jacob.” I blurted.
She stopped abruptly and screamed.
“YOUR NAME IS DANIEL, SWEETY, IT’S DANIEL. IT’S DANIEL. IT’S DANIEL!” She repeated over and over again.
“I’m sorry.” I said in confusion.  She started up again and drove.
“Where…uh, where are we going, Ma’am?” I asked hoping for some sanity.
“It’s okay honey, we’re going home. No more calling me ma’am, Daniel, its mom.”
I sank in my chair in frustration but, kept quiet for the ride. All I know is she must be mentally ill, and I’ll surely find a way out of this freaks hold in no time. Just another freak I kept thinking. After twenty long silent minutes she stopped and said,
“Look, honey, we’re home!”
We both got out of the car, but, when I got out of the car, I booked it, I ran like I was a criminal and I just stole something really expensive from a local Wal-Mart and there was no way I was getting caught! I thought I could run really fast with my long legs and all, but, when I looked back, there was the woman up on my tail.
“Will you EVER give up?” I yelled.
Sprinting forward after me, she full body tackled me and said,
“NEVER! I LOVE YOU, SON!”
She pulled my head to the ground by my curly brown hair. She was five foot four and very slim. She appears weak but, she just tackled a six foot two, jacked (Well, in my eyes) track star. Man do I feel like an idiot. She grabbed my foot and put what appeared to be Chihuahua sized shocked collar on it.
“This will keep you safe, Danny, whenever you’re in harm I’ll know”
At that moment I just remembered, I had the knife, when she saw me reach for it she took out a small needle, held me down by stepping on solar plexus.
“CUUUHHHH CUUUHHH” I was gaging for breath
“I was hoping I wouldn’t have to need this…” She said as I feel unconscious. 

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Alone & Weary
Chapter 1:
I’ve walked for a good seven hours but, I’m not quite sure where I was. I was breathing pretty heavily so I decided to take a seat on the sidewalk. I look above and saw grey clouds; I look to the left and to the right and saw a countryside kind of town. The kind that makes you feels like you’re at home. Well, maybe not my home… It was noon on a Wednesday and reality quickly kicked in. I had nowhere to go and the evening was creeping up faster than usual. I reached for my wallet and opened it, seventy three dollars. Not enough for a motel. I tipped my hat up and saw an older man in the distance crossing the street. “Sir, would you happen to know if there are cheap bed and breakfasts in this small town?” I asked. “Not to my knowledge, what for, young man, where are your parents?” My mind was racing, no way was I getting caught this early, returning home wasn’t an option. “My parents, they drove me here to take a train to see my grandparents, but, I have seemed to have missed it today, I have nowhere to sleep until I receive my train tomorrow, I’m… I’m stuck here.” I managed to make up. “Oh my, have you told your parents?” “Oh, oh, yes, of course, they told me to use the money they gave me, but, I am afraid it will not be enough!” Out came another lie. “Well, come with me, I’ll fix this situation, I’ll just need your parents number.” He said “Oh, yes, of course” I clinched trying not to panic.

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Teacher: Excuse me, why did you just throw a book at me?
Student: Nike told me to do it. 
Teacher: Who's Nike? 
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YOU; 
are my favorite nightmare. ♥

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Every Drink Is Better When,
Its out of a Red Cup.\__/

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Every time i see him i smile &+
he still hasn't realized i love him.

...Silly Boy...
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