"Murder?! What the --- Why did--- Who'd he...?" I stuttered. Carmine and Nikolai waited patiently for me to somewhat calm down.

"Dalton's dead," Carmine đã đưa ý kiến grimly. Oh no. Dalton. He had a bunch of people that stand behind him no matter what. This was going to bring hell down on us. How could Reed be so stupid?!

"What the fuck was he thinking?!" I shouted. Neither of them đã đưa ý kiến anything. "Andrew and his Những người bạn are going to kill us! I'm not going to be able to leave the house without getting jumped!"

"Harley, would bạn stop thinking about yourself for once?!" Nikolai shouted at me. clamped my...

"It won't be so bad," Micah said. He held my hand in both of his, as we sat on the porch swing.

"I know..." I đã đưa ý kiến sadly. But it will be. The foster family that was taking me in lived a half giờ away from here. I'd be going to a new school, have a new house, need to make new friends, and even live with new people. There's something not everyone gets to say. And I wouldn't be able to visit Micah.

"Alessandra!" called Mrs. Peters, my new foster-Mom, called. Her and her husband had finished putting my bags in the car, something they insisted on doing themselves so I could say goodbye to Micah....

I woke up alone and cold on a meadow. It was completely dark and silent. My tim, trái tim was racing with fear, cold sweat going down my face, tears rolling down my face, my breathing getting heavier and heavier. My voice felt dry and swelled with fear and sadness so when I screamed,"Karrie!" the cold night air replaced my cry for help. I lifted my shaking body from the ground, as I had to force my feet to walk. I felt even thêm frightened when I stood. The cold calm wind, the awkwardness and loneliness, the fearfulness of nothing. I slowly walked in the dark cold meadow, hoping to find some signs...

I got to the motel around ten that night. I paid forty dollars for two nights. I figured I could find an apartment bởi then. At least I hoped I could.
    I now sat on the side of a bank over looking a river. Lucy sat beside of me, getting all the latest drama from my life. She was almost like my therapist. I knew I was supposed to be hers, but it wasn‘t the best arrangement.
    “Love sucks, Lucy,” I đã đưa ý kiến while rubbing my eyes. I had just told her about what happened between Alexander and me.
    “I used to think that, too....

The museum visit had turned out to be fun. I learned Xander and Lucy were extremely educated about art, possibly thêm than I was.
    Before we left the museum, Alexander had spotted an ad for a local artistry competition. The winner would get a contract with the museum, and the opportunity to have artwork in museums all over the world. We thought it would be a good thing for Lucy.
    At first, she protested, but Xander gave her a pep talk. Lucy đã đưa ý kiến she would consider entering. I think she was worried about criticism.
    After the...

Yeah I know it sucks I was bored when I wrote this....so yeah.           [Chapter 1]
She stares at the rain in silence. Grieve over took her. She sat there still looking at the body lying cold, pale, still, and dead on the floor. She just stared not sharing a tear and droped the knife, she then looks at the lighting that was flowing in the sky. She then spares a tear, she sits still tiếp theo to the body crying for her lover. What had she done? He didn't deserve the pain she gave him. She gets up and comes back with another knife, a bottle of scottch, and a...

Chapter 9

Patrick
Jason walked into the room that he heard the sound from. There, was a human boy wearing glasses, and cupped to the wall. He looked slightly older than Jason.

“Who are you?” asked Jason.

“I’m Patrick,” the boy said, straining his throat.


“How did bạn get here?” Asked Jason.

Still struggling, Patrick said,” I was in a play, in my school, Santa Clara High, and I had a flame on my two legs, cause that was part of my character. Then I walked to the school across the đường phố, street to pick up my younger brother. Before I could get my brother, I randomly walked into this room with...

“I can’t get bạn out of my head either,” I said. Voices broke loose in my head, and I fought to push them all back.    
    “What are we going to do then?” he asked unaware of the chaos in my mind.
    “What do bạn mean?” I asked confused.
    “We both have feelings for each other. We can’t just ignore it,” Alexander said.
    “I know,” I wanted to ignore it no matter what he said. That would be rude though.
    “We should take time together to explore...

A few weeks passed. Shiloh generously got me an apartment, despite my protests. It was a cozy place, much better than any motel could compare to. Shiloh insisted on paying for it; he got a summer job as a carpenter for the summer. Even though it was probably impossible, I still wanted to pay for the apartment, but how could I get a job when I had Chance to look after? Sicily could only babysit so much.

One day, I thought of something that probably had to get done sooner hoặc later. I asked Sicily to watch Chance. She agreed; she loves being with him. I got in my car (which Shiloh had driven home...

    “Damien, that was years ago,” đã đưa ý kiến Alexander as his cheeks turned a light pink.
    “I know, and I don’t understand why the memory is resurfacing now,” I đã đưa ý kiến shaking my head slightly.
    “Do bạn think it’s because you’re with Grey thêm often?” Alexander asked. I’d rarely seen Grey while at the asylum. The only people I would talk to was Deborah, Dr. Anozi, Alexander, and a few college professors.
    “I don’t know, maybe, but it’s scaring me,” I said. “I spent all last night at...

As I stare listlessly into the mirror, the fuzzy image that gazes back at me is someone I barely recognize. But I do. They say prison causes profound changes in a man, and the most extraordinary stem from the most incredible circumstances. That man in the mirror has undergone an unimaginable plethora of alterations because he is the absolute worst thing one can be in prison: an innocent man.

I detect the bitterness in his hazel eyes, the constant worry that wrinkles his forehead, the anxiety that sets his jaw like cement and the frustration that has lightened his hair from brown to salty beige....

bởi the time, I reached Social Services noon had come. I walked inside the one-story, brick building. I looked around the large, blue-walled room the door had revealed. I didn’t see Lucy.
    A curvy, dark-toned woman come up to me. She had curly black hair, and brown eyes.
    “You must be, Damien,” đã đưa ý kiến the woman. I nodded.
    “And bạn are?” I knew she was a social worker, but that’s all.
    “I’m Stacey, Stacey Sterns,” she said.
    “You’re Lucy’s worker, right?”
    “Yes,...

When they got there, the house still looked old, but not a Fall of the House of Usher Gothic, Amytiville Horror old. It looked like it was from the 20's but it looked restored. Lilian looked at Mimi and said,"Yeah, I paid some people last tháng if they could restore the house. I showed them a picture of what the house looked like in color and they fixed it up good as new." Mimi looked at in amazement and said,"It looks untouched and new, yet it still has that old timey atmosphere to it." Lilian smiled and said,"Yeah. Very pretty. But it does however have cable and electricity. I thought since...

Chapter 17




“Who killed them?!” Koda growled.
Iah was trying to keep Koda calm; from his few encounters with this one he knew anger was Koda’s worst enemy.
“I am not sure…” he replied softly.
“How can bạn not know!?” he screamed, charging after Iah. He dug his fingers into Iah’s chest as they turned to claws, slamming him to the ground, his dark red eyes bored into Iah’s sending dark chills through his mind. “You know everything else but bạn don’t know who killed them?”
Iah cringed in pain, trying to speak.
“I do not know but…I have a feeling who may have done…it”...

His hair was a medium brown. He was so tiny too. Even now, I could see my features in him... and Ty's. I stood there motionless, looking at the little thing in the suitcase crying and throwing his arms and legs in every direction.. Lucy had đã đưa ý kiến once bạn saw that little baby, you'd instantly fall in tình yêu with it. It must not work on all people. I felt nothing for this thing.

I picked it up, re-wrapping the sweater around him. His body was warm; I could nearly feel it through the sweater. I closed the car door and locked it, and went for a walk. The baby continued to cry in my arms, and that...

A little while after the holidays, Alice left for California. It wasn't long before I felt the despair of loneliness. Alice was the only one I've really talked to for months. Once she was gone, for the first time in a long time it felt like I had really run away. Not like I had gone to a an toàn, két an toàn haven, but like I really was in an unfamiliar town.

I went to work , and Alice had only been gone for two days. Work just wasn't fun that day. I found it harder to be nice to rude customers, and the ngày seemed endless.

"Yeah, Alice kind of brings light to this place, huh?" Georgie, the cook asked. I nodded...

It wasn't until about three weeks later that I had a feeling something was wrong. I kept having cramps, and I was late. I kept telling myself that it was nothing, and that it would come soon, and that's what all the cramps were from. Also I had been having a lot thêm mood swings; thêm than usual around this time of the month. I kept lashing out at Shiloh hoặc Sicily. Sicily didn't think much of it, but Shiloh would seem a little hurt.

"Seriously, Kodi. Are bạn ok?" He's ask. I ran my hand through my hair.

"Yeah. I'm fine," I grumbled. "Listen, I gotta go." I hopped into my car after school was...

    I stepped outside the asylum doors onto the sidewalk. A blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman stood looking at me. She stood about 5’7”, and was my age. She walked over to me, and took my hands.
    “I’ve already talked to Dr. Laveney. Your tiếp theo appointment has been set-up, and bạn have three refills on your meds,” Grey said. She had always been on hàng đầu, đầu trang of things, literally. “Come on,” she pulled on my hand, toward the lot.
    I’d gotten used to her yanking me, and jerking me in every direction. Now, I let her, there was...

I start changing into my purple tank hàng đầu, đầu trang and blue denim jeans as soon as I get home. Thinking about Dustin and how he ended up in the hospital is...tough. The police đã đưa ý kiến he crashed into a telephone pole when he hung up off the phone. I feel like everything is my fault! Hopefully he gets better soon. "Mrow?" My cat named Puma meows. "I'll be back." I start. I grab my magenta cái ví, ví tiền off the wooden dresser. "I have some work to do."

When I say 'work' I mean it. I shut the door behind me leading outside to the driveway. My mom quickly opens the door and pops her head out like a groundhog about to...

CH1 A Dream
I wake up on a shiny sliver bàn that I can bearly see my reflection in. Two men are beside me smiling down, I get up off the bàn one of the men try to grab my arm but I shake him off."Give off me" I đã đưa ý kiến shaking. I started to run but as I turn the corner I drop on my butt and put my hand over my mouth. With my boyfriend right in fornt of me."Get in there bạn stupid mutt" one of the fat guys snared."Jason I'm scared whats happening"? Suddenly I pop my eyes open and almost fall out the bed, but I catch myself."It's just a dream Sandy, just a dream" I told my self in sigh of reilf....