

Untold SecretsA loud pitched scream came from the alarm clock, Michelle groaned as she slammed her hand against the "off" button and the screams were silenced. She moved from her bed to the front of her mirror and stared at herself in disgust everything about her was ugly, her hair, her face, she learned to appreciate nothing of herself. Grabbing her green brush she brushed through her raggidy hair and then put it up in a messy ponytail, wincing when she moved her arm she looked towards the big bruise that was on it and lightly traced it with her finger.Untold Secrets
"Come on freak, you're going to be late to school." Jordan, her brother said as he walked


TDC introduction and chap 1IntroductionTDC introduction and chap 1
Hello, I'm Whitney, the author of this story and you all must be wondering why I'm giving such a terrible introduction. I'm only explaining what this story is going to be about, there is no real storyline in here, I mean there aren't plots. This story is about all the dreams I have had, with my friends in them. Some are scary, some are random and hilarious some of them are sad. I will give a warning about the ones that are scary and the ones that are sad and dark. Now that you know what this story is about, I'll let you come inside my head, but be ready because its going to be a bumpy ride. So, come on what are you w


The dream chronicles intro oneIntroductionThe dream chronicles intro one
Hello, I'm Whitney, the author of this story and you all must be wondering why I'm giving such a terrible introduction. I'm only explaining what this story is going to be about, there is no real storyline in here, I mean there aren't plots. This story is about all the dreams I have had, with my friends in them. Some are scary, some are random and hilarious some of them are sad. I will give a warning about the ones that are scary and the ones that are sad and dark. Now that you know what this story is about, I'll let you come inside my head, but be ready because its going to be a bumpy ride. So, come on what are you w


+Untitled+Look up from the fepths, Into the sordid world they carry me, Winged and horned they are my savior, Into the black hole of misery. We play away to a lone star, Bsk in the stale air of sickness, Relaxing in the darkness beneath their eyes.+Untitled+
Laughing at the rancid mass, Crying blood red tears, Free falling behind the screen of silk. Nobody see's your torture, This new world causes pain, The walls are my sins, They siren the beast and i fly again.
Cliffs so tempting, I wish upon a lone star, Jumping to my untimely grave, Nobody weep
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"If you write 1000 perfect stories, nobody will say a thing, but if you write a story with one mistake, a 1000 people will tell you you wrote 'to' instead of 'too'."
If at first you don't succeed, cheat, repeat until caught, and then lie!
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"If you write 1000 perfect stories, nobody will say a thing, but if you write a story with one mistake, a 1000 people will tell you you wrote 'to' instead of 'too'."
If at first you don't succeed, cheat, repeat until caught, and then lie!
And you pick up a water gun to join in the fight!
RULES:
You must shoot at least 5 people.
You CAN shoot the person that shot you!
Now get out there!
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"I speak in verses, prophecies and curses." - Otep, Buried Alive
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"I speak in verses, prophecies and curses." - Otep, Buried Alive
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"I speak in verses, prophecies and curses." - Otep, Buried Alive
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"I speak in verses, prophecies and curses." - Otep, Buried Alive
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