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Whenever I get mad, I picture a T-Rex tryign to pick up a basketball.
Whenever I get mad, I picture a T-Rex tryign to pick up a basketball.
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something i wrote but dont fully understand; It started with a kiss, then a miss. after that, came the bliss. by now, im sure you get the jist. i'll add you, to my list. you seemed to care. you played with my hair. and i wouldn't dare, to share. see my smile? its all fake. see my tears? those are real. see me shake? im far to cold to be human. ask me my waist size? i'll be gone....
tell me u love me. Chapter 2 "why do i have to go to school? im immortal. i cant go in 500 years!" i continue to rant to me 'mom'. she isnt really my mom. she just gave me the gift of immortalitly. "people will start getting suspicious. we dont need that. JUST GO!" she shouts. i let out a shriek of frusteration, than go to my room. making an effort to slam my door and launched myself onto my bed. my room was red, with a king sized bed with a black blanket and pillows to match the decor. my bed was soft enough to dissapear in. i lay there and let it swallow my body. i thought about how much school would have changed since the last time i have been there. Sara - vampire mom - probably enrolled me in second year or secondary school. but now, they call it grade ten. great. i drift to sleep thinking about tomorrow. **** "RAYNA! LETS GO! SCHOOL IN ONE HOUR!" im (rudly) awaken from my sleep and i sigh. Dragging my feet to my personal washroom to shower. 20 minutes later i started on my make-up. i chose a black eyeliner for my eletric green eyes. the black making the green stand out. i put on a thick appliaction of mascara and a pale pink lip gloss. i have 30 minutes left so i leave my hair to dry pin straight. walking to my closet, i catch a glimps of my dimond necklace laying on my jewlery box. it was my birth mothers. i take a moment to think back. my father commited suicide after my mother got kille din a hit and run car accident. i had no grandparnts or relatives. i was left in the streets. a man found me and was wasted past anyones imagination. you could smell him a mile away. he came up to me and tried to take my clothes off, when a woman - sara - took him out. it was fast an graceful. the rest is a blur. anything before, and after that night, i have no memory. thats when the change occured for me. I snap back to reality and notice i was zoned out for 5 minutes. i quickly go to my closet and pick out a lime green tank-top, black sweater, and black skinny jeans. I grabbed my white flats and was out the door and into the car in no time. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Please farvorite if you read this chapter. second chapter, and you have gotten to know a bit more about rayna. (pronounced rain-a). any comments are great! you are all beautiful. -alexandra.rose
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We met in kindergarten. We were best friends. She always told me she loved my eyes. I didn't quite know why. I was in love with her, so of course my face lit up immensely whenever she said it. She was beautiful, kind, and extremely funny. We'd be talking about nothing, and she'd turn to me and whisper, "I like your eyes." One day, I was playing basketball, waiting for her to drive over to my house to have a game with me. Suddenly, I got a phone call. It was her mom. She was in a panic. I couldn't quite understand what she was saying. It sounded like, "Aaron, come quick! Kelsey, accident, Main Street! Blood. Come now!" I had no clue what happened, so I ran to Main Street with my basketball shorts and a tee shirt on. I saw Kelsey's mom helplessly crying, waiting for the ambulance to arrive. I saw a totaled car, blood everywhere. Then I saw her, Kelsey. My heart stopped as I frantically ran over to her. "Kelsey? Kelsey!" She was unconscious. I started crying. I know it isn't very manly, but I couldn't help it. Before I could say anymore, the medics took her away, the main source of blood coming from her head. I went to the hospital that night, I went every night. in fact, the only time I left was to go out to eat, but that's it. The doctors tried getting me to leave, but I refused. It was all my fault. If it wasn't for me, wanting to play basketball with her, she wouldn't be going through this. It was already four days, and she hasn't woken up. On the fifth day, I saw her eyes gently open. "Kelsey?" I called. She wasn't quite awake yet. Suddenly, doctors came rushing in, telling me I had to wait outside. I did, for a few hours. One of the doctors finally came out saying, "I understand that you're Kelsey's friend, Aaron?" "Yes," I whispered. He bit his lip. "She woke up, she's fine, but I'm afraid she has long term memory loss." "Are you serious?" I almost shouted. "I'm afraid so." I didn't meet his gaze. I couldn't. I wasn't going to say anything, so he spoke again. "You can go see her if you want, but she doesn't remember anything, not even her mom." I walked in, trembling in horror. I saw her. She looked helpless as she slept. I waited a few hours, until I saw her eyes opening gently again. I expected doctors to run in, rushing me out. Instead, she looked me straight in the eyes, and whispered, "I don't know you, but I like your eyes."
I want a person who comes into my life by accident, & stays on purpose.
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