Chronicles of a Dead Girl Prolouge and Chapter One To most people I looked like an ordinary person. I am different. I see dead people and they talk to me. I am not joking, so don't start laughing or saying I am crazy. It all started when I was four and I would tell my mother about all of my imaginary friends. Of course she just shrugged it all off and always said Marie you have such the imagination. Well those friends never left and I kept telling her until one day she threatened to commit me. As of lately though it was getting pretty bad and I was not enjoying it.Chronicles of a Dead Girl Prolouge and Chapter One6 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
So last night I was sitting on my bed twirling my long wavy brown hair and simply praying that I wouldn't be bothered. I was so rudely interrupted by a loud thud. I looked up and there was a tall black shadow staring at me. It reached towards me and rapped it's cold black fingers around my neck. Just realizing what was happening I was gasping for air and struggling to be
The Girl - EpilogueThe Girl - Epilogue2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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Okay, you guys and gals probably know that time you have a vague dream. On of those dreams that will be stuck in your head from quite some time, and you are constantly trying to figure out what the heck was happening in that dream. I had one of those last night. So I want to share my dream with you. After that, a journey begins for both me and you. I will be the one who's actually on a journey, but you will be following me all the way, until I completely figure the dream out. Let's start with the dream:
‘Shit, there’s someone coming up my driveway! Better close this!’ I immediately closed DeviantArt, losing some progress in a story I was writing, and started up YouTube, clicked a random Let’s Play and skipped to about halfway of the video. That way it looked like I was already watching something.
Mutant Zero fanfic, part 10, sequelMutant Zero fanficMutant Zero fanfic, part 10, sequel8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part 10, sequel
Something to read
Zebri crouched in the awesome force of the black duststorm to stable himself as he fumbled, reaching with his arms stretched out for support. The young mutants hair whipped around his face and Zebri´s mouth was filling with air and dirt before he got his mouthprotectionscarf in order. Quickly almost by instinct he activated his sonarpowers hoping to be able to find his way. Although he soon realized that the mental images this produced were at best very blurred and almost incomprehensive. He swore and shouted again.
"Over here!"...her voice was so weak it was almost impossible to detect and separate from the surrounding elemental rage but he had enough for a general sense of directions. On his hands and knees he was moving across the street and concentrated not to loose his course. His left hand then found a human foot which quickly detracted itself from his grip. He hoped it would be Pippi, but then a hand grabbed h
THiS is YoUThis is youTHiS is YoU10 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You died in the new playground
You are a ghost.
You have no idea who you are, what you were doing, or why you died
You want to find your murderer
Eight kids were in the playground before it closed, trapping them in
One of them has to be your murderer
You have exactly ten hours to find the culprit before the park opens again
Find your murderer
Find your identity
Before you cease to exist
Seeing through his eyes chapter 7Seeing through his eyes chapter 7 : Painful regrets the confessions of a welting flower: Cherry Blossom's Story!Seeing through his eyes chapter 717 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What do I do"? Sakura thought as she stared up at the celing of her tent, it was night time, and Sakura was stumped. A few hours had passed since she had kissed Naruto and invited him to have another visit at her house.
Never before did she think she would be caught up in such a complex love life. She is caught between two worlds, two people and two different lives. One of the boys was kind,loud and caring, the other was dark, distant and quiet.
On one hand, she had Naruto, a kind lonely soul surrounded by mystery and ambitions beyond the comprhension of the other students their year. Naruto kept failing time and time again, yet he never gave up, it was very painful to watch Naruto struggle in the past, Naruto came out dead last in the class yet, he has shown amazing abilites and skills nobody had ever seen before.
In such a short time too, it had been fou
First Bounty - Chapter 1I walked up to the saloon and stood in front of it for a second.First Bounty - Chapter 113 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This is it Jenny. Your first bounty. Been preparing for this for years, so don't screw it up."
Even saying it out loud didn't help calm me down much. Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed of being a cool bounty hunter. And I wanted to do it even more to prove it to all the boys who claimed that it was a "man's job". Well after today, we would see who was going to laugh.
I gathered myself and entered. The reaction was pretty much the one I expected. Those hoodlums had probably never seen a woman not naked or wearing a dress. It isn't every day you see a girl dressed as a "cowboy" with a gun. All eyes were on me as I approached the counter. The bartender was just as confused as the other guys and it took him a while to bring me my whiskey. I drank it all at once to show these guys I meant business. Slowly their attention went back to whatever they were doing before I entered the saloon, and I took the opportunity to sco
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Most of my shopping consisted of medical supplies, sunblock, and deodorant and perfume. Chelsee was shopping for tank tops and shorts, since she owned more jeans and slacks than she did anything else, other than shorts with electric blue zebras on them. We spent the night packing, Chelsee going over a file that was from the suicide of the boyfriend. I finished packing toothbrushes, toothpaste, and mouthwash in toiletry bags and checked on Chelsee. She had papers strewn across her bed as she sat criss cross in the middle. Her suitcase, packed and ready, was on the floor next to door.
“Everything is ready to go. We’ll be able to set out for airport at about nine or ten tomorrow,” I told her.
“Good.” She looked over the papers, turning the ring on her finger. Did she even realise she had worn it on her hand all day? I didn’t ask. She was probably too busy trying to figure out who this fan of hers was.
“Any details that a