I stare at the screen with my mouth hanging wide open in shock and horror. The caption reads: SIXTEEN năm OLD BOY BRUTALLY MURDERED IN LOS ANGELES
The anchorwoman says, "Late last night in Los Angeles, California, sixteen năm old Wyatt Starmount was killed. The identity of his murderer is unclear, but authorities say he's hispanic, six feet tall, and was last seen wearing a gray hoodie.
Now here's a video of Wyatt's death. Due to the graphic nature of this video, viewer discretion is advised." the lady informs me.
The video starts. The boy I realize is Wyatt is walking down the street. Sure enough, a tall foreign man in a áo len thun, áo len, sweatshirt follows Wyatt. He suddenly turns around and is terrified. The man is holding a sword hoặc spear, I'm unsure. Wyatt asks the man for mercy. The man refuses, curses, stands behind Wyatt, and plunges the weapon through the back of his throat. Right away he looks dead; there's no struggle hoặc even a noise.
The video shuts off. "LAPD is working feverishly on this case. The Starmount family is holding a private wake and funeral for their son. And now, let's go to Joey Walter for a sports update." she concludes. I am horrified and immediately turn off the television. Even though the screen is pitch-black, I keep seeing the contact between Wyatt's delicate skin and that metal sword, then the pool of blood.
As I watch the nightmare over and over, something sticks in my head: Why would someone want to kill him? What's their reasoning and motive? What did Wyatt do?
The anchorwoman says, "Late last night in Los Angeles, California, sixteen năm old Wyatt Starmount was killed. The identity of his murderer is unclear, but authorities say he's hispanic, six feet tall, and was last seen wearing a gray hoodie.
Now here's a video of Wyatt's death. Due to the graphic nature of this video, viewer discretion is advised." the lady informs me.
The video starts. The boy I realize is Wyatt is walking down the street. Sure enough, a tall foreign man in a áo len thun, áo len, sweatshirt follows Wyatt. He suddenly turns around and is terrified. The man is holding a sword hoặc spear, I'm unsure. Wyatt asks the man for mercy. The man refuses, curses, stands behind Wyatt, and plunges the weapon through the back of his throat. Right away he looks dead; there's no struggle hoặc even a noise.
The video shuts off. "LAPD is working feverishly on this case. The Starmount family is holding a private wake and funeral for their son. And now, let's go to Joey Walter for a sports update." she concludes. I am horrified and immediately turn off the television. Even though the screen is pitch-black, I keep seeing the contact between Wyatt's delicate skin and that metal sword, then the pool of blood.
As I watch the nightmare over and over, something sticks in my head: Why would someone want to kill him? What's their reasoning and motive? What did Wyatt do?
tình yêu bạn forever is about a girl who lives in a town, and has a few friends, she is every teachers "Perfect Student". A new boy and his sister di chuyển to town, and they fall in love. her father doesnt approve of the boy. the girl and boy plan to run away 2gether with his sister and her boyfriend. but her father makes her di chuyển towns. she is forced 2 go 2 a all girls school, she is Mất tích and alone, so she turns 2 suicide. the boy and his sister find her and they take her out of school and run away 2gether and promise to tình yêu each other forever. but her father finds out and shoots the boy, the girl is in pain and so is his sister so they run away from their lives and live new ones, under false identities, until her father finds her and kills both of them. (btw the father is crazy)
ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, hoặc does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, hoặc does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
im so sick.
im sick of everything about you.
i hate what bạn say,
what bạn do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
im so sick.
im sick of your laugh,
your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how bạn talk to me,
how bạn treat me,
what bạn think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.
im sick of everything about you.
i hate what bạn say,
what bạn do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
im so sick.
im sick of your laugh,
your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how bạn talk to me,
how bạn treat me,
what bạn think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.
i cant take any more
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
ngọn lửa, chữa cháy spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget bạn even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
hoặc even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real hoặc not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get bạn out of my mind.
even if i die...
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
ngọn lửa, chữa cháy spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget bạn even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
hoặc even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real hoặc not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get bạn out of my mind.
even if i die...
Once upon a time There was a girl named Abby. She loved to talk. Her teachers eventually stopped calling on her.
One day, she talked during a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the tìm kiếm for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang lấy trộm, đánh cắp five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.
Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.
So she was trang chủ schooled.
But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they Mất tích their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.
So they duct-taped her mouth shut.
THE END
One day, she talked during a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the tìm kiếm for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang lấy trộm, đánh cắp five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.
Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.
So she was trang chủ schooled.
But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they Mất tích their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.
So they duct-taped her mouth shut.
THE END
As I grow to think about it thêm and more, and understand it thêm and more, I see that, as the saying goes, life is like a game of chess. But I have made my own saying up, which seems thêm true to me. Life is like a venture into the unknown. bạn never know what might await bạn next, thêm dangers, hoặc even happy successes. But one thing is for certain, bạn cannot always be happy, hoặc always be depressed. Life is like a mountain. bạn climb it, face all the challenges life brings you. bạn dump and break up, bạn win and make up. Things happen. bạn can't control it most of the time. So never blame yourself for bad things that happened to bạn in life. Life gets confusing a lot. But I still strive to reach my goals. Without goals, I would be like a broken-winged bird that could not fly. I would be aimless. I would not become better, build my character. Life is like a venture into the unknown, and I believe that to be true. So true.