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Somewhere/time in Nevada('cause its cool) "What?" The ragtag group stumbled up to the ground, swaying slightly. Suddenly, a flash appeared and an assortment of random weapons, from the strangest baseball bat to the largest oversized sword that looked like it belonged in a TV show, appeared in a flash of brilliant yellow-white light. "The hell is this?" one pa...
You think when the jury says " We find the defendent guilty" you will feel better. You think you will feel releif that he is locked away. Later, when the judge sentences him the death penalty, you think you will feel happy. You think you will finally be able to sleep through the night or go five minutes without thinking about him and what he has done. But you can't and you don't. Instead, your sto...
“Oh, are you finally going to listen to me?” “Now, now, Brooke. We don’t need any of that attitude. Dr. Stav is just trying to get the story straight,” he said calmly. I couldn’t believe him. He was talking like he hadn’t sentenced me to be chained to this bed and forced drugs. “Shut up! I don’t even want to see you!” I screamed. I could...
She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The excitement in his voice made her heart skip a beat; but when his tone changed, she held her breath and tucked her bottom lip beneath her teeth. “…but I’m not sure where to find her again. I don’t know where she’s staying. I’m not even one-hundred percent sure it’s her, but you should have seen her, Mom...
The first thing that went through his mind was, Could it be her? Could it really be her? He couldn’t be absolutely sure, but she was the same height, same eye color, same smile; but her hair was different, she didn’t act like herself, and he couldn’t be sure about the face. Above all, she didn’t recognize him. But something deep inside of him said, You found h...
It was a snowy day,a day of the full moon as two men stood next to a waterfall.They stood against each other,on rocks large enough to block the rain that fell endlessly on the two men.Something fell down their cheeks-and it wasnt rain.Sounds of metal against metal clashed and screamed across the sky as the waterfall turned bright red.There was only death in this land.Somewhere in ruthal California...
As she gazed out from the taxi window the stranger's red lips curled upwards. The driver didn't ask for payment as he was anxious to get her out of his cab, he didn't know why, but the woman in the back seat sent shivers down his spine every time her dark eyes caught his in the mirror. Something deep within the black, soulles stare would gleam menacingly and cause his brow to sweat. A leathe...
I held my torch close to my body, trying to light up the ground. I could only see a meter in front of me; everything else was pitch black. But I continued to run as fast as I could, tripping over my own feet every now and then. I didn't have anywhere else to go, let alone could see where I was going. I squinted into the blackness trying to make out the dark shadows as I sprinted past them. They lu...
Gazing out from the window of the taxi, Raven's red lips curled upwards softly. It was a beautiful night. The driver didn't ask for payment as he was anxious to get her out of his cab - he didn't know why, but the woman in the back seat sent shivers down his spine every time her dark eyes caught his in the mirror. Something deep within the soulless stare would gleam menacingly and make him sweat w...
“Linda told me that you snuck out last night. I would like to know why.” Elizabeth was not smiling today. She wore concern well, though. I know that this would come up eventually, but I had pretended that it wouldn’t. I didn’t think I was entirely ready to handle the memories of the previous night. “I wanted to get out and do something on my own. I met th...