Death stared at the boy. She vaguely remebered that there were others that looked like her. The sound he made was sort of familiar, but the words meant nothing.
"Hello," his freind Katy held a camcorder, "umm...What are you called?"
Death was confused by these sounds but she recognised one word, what. It was a question.
"Death," she said not knowing if it was the right sound to make, these creatures that looked like her held her captivated but wavering on the egde of fear.
Michael moaned, "Maybe this was not the best idea," his voice rasped a whisper.
Death's delicate ears picked up on the low sounds and she recognized the fright a word
Anino stared at her arms. Tiny cuts spread up her arms forming intricate pathways. She wondered how they would scar if they would scar. Tiny drops of blood clng to the edges of the scratches waiting to be jostled just eough to send scarlet tears runing down her arms. She was a captured pirate and pirates did not cry they endured so would she.
The ship she was aboard rocked beneath her feet in a comforting way. She was still at sea no matter on whose ship she rode. Anino did not understand why the captain had cut her arms this way. she remebered the flash of the knife over and over again, but if it was meant to be a kind of torture then it fa
An alarm clock beeped anoyingly next to Sylvie's ear. She slammed her hand down on top of it with a groan. She didn't remember setting an alarm so she rolled over. Kaye who normally slept in the same bed with her and was a notorious hog suddenly didnt seem to be in her way. Sylvie roled farther trying to find Kaye instead she fell to the floor with a thump.
Sylvie noticed now that the comforter wrapped around her was robins breast red. She realized with a start that her nails were hot pink. Now that she was looking her hair was platinum blond. She realized that this must be a dream so she hauled herself back into bed with the full intention
Death stared at the boy. She vaguely remebered that there were others that looked like her. The sound he made was sort of familiar, but the words meant nothing.
"Hello," his freind Katy held a camcorder, "umm...What are you called?"
Death was confused by these sounds but she recognised one word, what. It was a question.
"Death," she said not knowing if it was the right sound to make, these creatures that looked like her held her captivated but wavering on the egde of fear.
Michael moaned, "Maybe this was not the best idea," his voice rasped a whisper.
Death's delicate ears picked up on the low sounds and she recognized the fright a word
Anino stared at her arms. Tiny cuts spread up her arms forming intricate pathways. She wondered how they would scar if they would scar. Tiny drops of blood clng to the edges of the scratches waiting to be jostled just eough to send scarlet tears runing down her arms. She was a captured pirate and pirates did not cry they endured so would she.
The ship she was aboard rocked beneath her feet in a comforting way. She was still at sea no matter on whose ship she rode. Anino did not understand why the captain had cut her arms this way. she remebered the flash of the knife over and over again, but if it was meant to be a kind of torture then it fa
y is it that the one time i come home in monthes miep dear gets foot surgery and now all of her chores are mine... i miss colege life where the only messes you have to clean are the ones you make and the people in the cafeteria take care of the dishes... i was supposed to be relaxing and taking it easy and watching harry potter again. oh well and now its black friday so im basically grounded. curse you tatti you were supposed to come over today... I geuss ill just eat my sexy cookies and wait for... something to happen probably download some music and continue my ever present search for good computer games that i dont have to play with other
I love the look that Jas gets on her face when her roomate est touches her. Its not even a bad touch but she goes all stiff and her eyes go wide and we just laughed even i goose her now and again just to see that face but generally those occations are few and far between. i try to be the good girl of the group. speaking of which i have skype now and jas helped me set it up. Now i can talk to est jas and lae. oh yaeh lae is mt big sis. And one of my best friends who is a grade lower then me although since im in college i suppose there are no grades now anyway tat just got accepted to a college her fist time shes super excited. I wish she could