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by MagicGirl_Helia » Fri Feb 17, 2012 2:37 pm
Allie walked into her room and sat on her bed, hugging her knees to her chest. She stared out the window, looking at all the people. She had had enough. She grabbed the rope from under her bed, waited until no one was looking, and she was out.
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”
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by FrostTail » Fri Feb 17, 2012 3:11 pm
April walked to them with their hot food. "Here you are!" she said smiling as she handed the food to them.
Alice laughed. "I will!" she siad and than turned to April. "Thanks!"
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by MagicGirl_Helia » Fri Feb 17, 2012 3:15 pm
Allie saw a restaraunt called grannies and walked in, choosing a table way in the back, where she hoped no one would take notice of her.
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”
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by MagicGirl_Helia » Sat Feb 18, 2012 12:27 pm
Allie looked up shyly and saw the sheriff. She looked away quickly. If the sheriff saw her, he would take her back home, and she didn't want to go back yet.
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”
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by FrostTail » Sat Feb 18, 2012 12:57 pm
April smiled. "Welcome!" she said as she went back to the kitchen.
Alice had her linguini to go. She took the bag and walked outside. "Thanks Graham!" she said running out the door.
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by MagicGirl_Helia » Sat Feb 18, 2012 1:42 pm
Allie looked up at the sheriff. "I know sheriff, but I couldn't take it in there any more." She sighed and looked back at the table, then back up to him. "You're not gonna tell her, are you ?"
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”
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