| Kris meets Adam who will change her destiny. Kris reluctanly falls for him while she fights it and keeps telling herself how much she hates men. |
| Kris meets Adam who will change her destiny. Kris reluctanly falls for him while she fights it and keeps telling herself how much she hates men. |


Mina and Tor ch.1All my life Ive been afraid of death. Although I believed in an afterlife, there were so many contractions, I couldnt help but have doubts. Id been afraid of death, because my life never felt fully fulfilled. I had this feeling like I would die before my life had even started. But when I met him my life had gone for the works. I was out to eat with my grandmother who had taken me in after my mother and father died in a horrible plane crash last summer. I knew Id see them again, but it was really hard to cope with. I also had a brother and two sisters but they were taken in by my uncle and aunt who diMina and Tor ch.1


Men are Scum Ch. 1Waking up was not easy. I sat up sleepily, my alarm clock keeping me from going back to sleep. I got slowly out of bed to turn off the stupid annoying dinging of my stupid annoying alarm clock. My head pounded slightly as I hit the off button and went to take a shower. After washing my fiery red hair and placing contacts into my piercing, but pretty, green eyes, I put on my favorite flowing, and silky shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. I scarfed down a chocolate chip granola bar in two bites. After swallowing I hurried outside, my bag in hand, to my not so new car. I started the engine. I got to school with very littleMen are Scum Ch. 1
Marked Eye

ANED- ProloguePrologue The dream was the beginning. Sleep had overcome my breathing body. My mothers birthday had been all she wanted. We threw her a big party with tons of presents; Inviting friends and family. The next morning brought only despair and heartache.ANED- Prologue
My dream that night was strange. It started with me seeing myself asleep. I was looking down on my resting body. My mother came into the room to check on me. She pulled a book off my shelf and set it next to my bed, not before writing various words on the cover page. I love you. She whispered softly.
As she started to leave the room, th


Be My EscapeLet me call on you Let me run into your arms When I need someone to talk to Take me away from lifes deadly harmsBe My Escape
When I need a shoulder to lean on When I need to know that everything will be alright Reassure me that I wont have to live life with you gone And that youll be here every day and night
When I need to break down When I need to endlessly cry Promise me you wont frown And that youll never say goodbye
When I need to talk about nothing at all When I need you to put me back together with tape Tell me youl


Who am I? Life. School. Family. Friends. Love. Thirteen. 410. 93 pounds. Dirty-blond hair. Brown eyes. Acne. Female. Smart. Mature. Sarcastic. Friendly. Romantic. Writer. Listener. Talker. Funny. Lonely. Dark. Girly-girl. Prep. Rocker. Punk. Sporty. Half-white. Half- Mexican. Boy-crazy. Glasses. Loner. Caring. Angry. Incomplete.Who am I?
All these words describe me. However, they do not defy who I am.
Am I just thirteen?
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Edward.I think, At some point, Everyone dreams of finding.. An Edward. Someone whose name you call, or whisper. And he's right there waiting. Someone who hums a lullaby, And holds you close, as you drift off. Someone who seems to just glitter, in the Sunlight, Whose eyes are often Topaz, Warm, And Reassuring. Someone who takes you to dinner, And ignores the pretty waitress. Someone who follows you, Watches you always, Secretly, Just to be sure.. You're always okay. Someone Romantic, Yet has a good sense of humor. Someone Ancient, Yet YouEdward.
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