|
Post by Tristian Dice on Aug 24, 2007 16:30:29 GMT
Staring at Celeste before answering, he noticed she looked quite lonely. Even if she killed or not, he didn't like fakers or liars or pretenders.
" Sure" he said happily to Alyson. " of course" he said to Ichigo.
And turned his back completely from Celeste.
|
|
|
Post by Jessica Michelle Marrouwood on Oct 28, 2007 16:08:01 GMT
Jessica moped over to a tree at the edge of the lake that looked like a willow tree. She took out her black journal and her favorite No. 2 pencil with little black cats on it. She wanted to draw but she was to depressed. She saw three people walking and she felt even more bad. She really needed a friend. She stared at the blank piece of paper as if it was going to eat her. She felt like she couldn't breathe and her vision blurred. She tried to shake it off and she felt tires hit her shirt like random punches, each weakening her heart. She tore the paper out and crumbled it, even though it was blank. She through it in the air and blasted it into flames with her wand. She watched it burn and she felt an erge to grab it. She looked back at her journal and she wrote: Why is it so hard? I can't stand it!
|
|
|
Post by Jessica Michelle Marrouwood on Oct 28, 2007 16:49:34 GMT
"f*ck it." Jessica got up and headed for somewhere where she could make friends. She was tired of feeling sorry for herself.
|
|