Dear Stupid Journal Three: The Beginning of the End

[Desayah]

phew i thought i was going to have to pay for a funeral....i mean....i don't want a fellow stalker to die...(i still wouldn't pay)

[Grengirl]

ROFL
we should just keep waiting..
Exploding and imploding are just messy!
An yes both will make it hard to read.

[winnie44]

I can't wait for more!
I don't mean to spam, but would someone check out my story....
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=57&t=783230&hilit=2030&start=0

[-Compass-]

Hmm... How about... just throwing apples at people- Or lemons. Or sqirting orange juice into their eyes. MWAHAHA! *Is s

[-Compass-]

Sorry, didnt mean to send that. *Is smug*

[Spence]

Hmm... How about... just throwing apples at people- Or lemons. Or sqirting orange juice into their eyes. MWAHAHA! *Is s

Naw. I'd rather throw Skittles at people and yell "TASTE THE FREAKING RAINBOW!"

[-Compass-]

Hmm... How about... just throwing apples at people- Or lemons. Or sqirting orange juice into their eyes. MWAHAHA! *Is s

Naw. I'd rather throw Skittles at people and yell "TASTE THE FREAKING RAINBOW!"

Hehe. I'd throw a leprochorn and say "SO WHERES YOUR POT OF GOLD NOWZ?!?!?!?!?!"

[Desayah]

haaaahh haaah no no nooo none of them will let us continue to read. just scoop out the eyeballs store them in front of the computer and do whatever you want with the body

[proud.little.wolf]

After the long wait, more is here!


Dear SJ,

I run through various corridors, trying to find my way out of the jail.
But I'm having no luck.
Every turn seems to lead to a dead end, and I already have two or three guards after me.
Maybe four.
I'm not sure.
I keep running until I see a door at the end of the hall.
Running so fast I'm almost literally flying, I slam into the door.
It doesn't budge.
Suddenly I hear pawsteps behind me.
Guards.
"Hey, what're you doing?" one of them shouts.
I turn to face them.
Three tough-looking dogs are blocking my way back, cornering me against the impossible to open door.
"Um... wandering around?" I reply lamely.
One of the guards snorted with laughter.
"Prisoners aren't supposed to be wandering. That's the point of locking them in a cell," the laughing guard said.
All three drew guns.
I felt afraid at first, but then all of a sudden a strange bravery took over me.
Basement Ninja was helping again.
My eyes narrow and my wings flex.
"You wanna try me?" I snarled, a fierce note entering my voice.
The guards seemed stunned by this, as if they expected me to only be afraid.
"Watch your tongue, punk girl, or we pull the trigger," the middle guard said.
Something about this guard caught my interest.
It was like I'd seen him before...
But whatever recognition I'd felt vanished as BN's courage overtook me once more.
"You think I'm scared of guns? Hmmph, you really take me for a fool," I hissed.
I stepped forward, causing them to tense up and take aim.
And before they can act, my wings flap and I take to the air, struggling to avoid hitting my head on the dirty metal ceiling of the jail.
"Don't let her escape!" one of them shouted.
They all scattered in different directions, and the whole place erupted into chaos.
I flew so high that my back brushed the ceiling.
I saw my opportunity to break out when I spotted a grimy window several feet from the floor, almost as high up as I was flying.
Diving toward it, my wings flapping fiercely to pick up speed, I came closer and closer to freedom.
Gunshots sounded and rang throughout the jail, and I felt a sharp pain in my left wing.
I struggled to stay airborne, but it was no use.
My wing was throbbing something awful, and I slowly started to drift downwards.
Pick yourself up, came a voice from somewhere deep within my mind, you have to reach the window.
Yes, I thought back, hoping the voice could understand me, I know. I must reach the window...
I was nearly at the window too.
Even though my wing was starting to give. Even though it hurt so bad.
Another shot rang out, and I felt the bullet graze my hip.
If I could just hold out for another five seconds, I'd be out of here before any real damage can be done.
The little portal between me and the outside world was so close... I extended my paws, hoping to crash right on through the glass.
My hip and wing were screaming with pain, and I could feel myself getting lower and lower to the floor.
You can make it, Lux. I know you can. Hang on for a second longer, and freedom will be yours.
I tried to listen to the voice, tried to reach the window.
But then I started to fall downward.
I never made it.

~Lux

[Desayah]

omg OMG omg OMG oMg!! omg why are you so good!?