Sɴᴏᴡ Bʟɪᴢᴢᴀʀᴅ || Lɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ || Nᴏᴛ Aᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ

[nattaly.]

ᴋ ʏ ʟ ᴇ ᴇ

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: Tired.
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: In the cabin.
ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ: Freaking out.
ᴄʀᴜsʜ: Ask me later?
ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single.

Kylee woke up hearing someone scream. She looked up at the ceiling putting a pillow over her head. Coby was laying at the foot of the bed still sound asleep. He was taking up almost the whole bed, Kylee sat up rubbing her eyes. She looked over seeing Samantha who was still asleep. Who couldn't hear Isabella scream? Was it just her imagination? The girl got out of the bed. She was wearing her favorite pajamas. The pajamas had spongebob on them. It also had a hoodie and she was also wearing spongebob socks that matched. She walked out of the room. The girl opened it slowly, but noticed that it would not squeak. She didn't want anyone else to wake up. Kylee wondered what time it was. She walked over to Isabella and tilted her head. Why did you scream? She asked rubbing her head. She was still half alseep. Her hair was a mess. Kylee walked over to the window, moving the curtain out of the way. She looked out the window noticing that all she could see was snow. Woah. She said as she screamed. Kylee looked over at Isabella. So, we are like trapped in here?! She said as she tried opening the door. The snow was packed against it. The door would not even budge. The eighteen year old did not like the feeling that she was trapped in a cabin and had no idea when the snow would melt and they will be able to go outside. Kylee was freaking out. She looked around wondering if anyone else was awake. Her Pembroke Welsh Corgi walked over to her and barked playfully. Kylee looked down smiling. Shh boy. She said as she picked him up and looked out the window surprised. Am I dreaming? She mumbled under her breath. She checked her cellphone, it was seven something in the morning. Kylee sighed heavily as she looked at her cellphone. No signal, there was no way to get out of this cabin. They were trapped in this cabin. She wondered for how long. Kylee walked over and sat down on the couch. This is so not cool. She said softly. Kylee grabbed the tv remote and turned on the tv. Yes. We have television! She said grinning. Kylee crossed her legs on the couch and flipped through the channels until she found something good on.

[rustic .]

נєяємумι¢gяαιη

Jeremy sighed hearing the footsteps. Unlike the others he was up reading. Discovering that snow covered the entire cabin, he did not wake the others. Well I should go down stairs as well he thought, closing the book and taking the covers off. He was quite warm until he took off the blanket. The wool blanket was the only thing keeping him warm, he wore baggy sweat pants and a white t-shirt. It did not seem this cold last night... must be me... He stood and tiptoed to the door. He walked out the room, without a nosie and entered the hallway.

Walking down stairs, he yawned and saw the light open. Strange that it's dark in this cabin, I thought by now the sun would have shined thought the windows....Then he heard a startling scream. He jumped up and hurried down. Running to the living room he saw Isabella, shocked and looking out the window. He came closer as the others came. " What the..." he mumbled, gazing at the snow. " Snow?" he whispered. Slowing down, he reached her. " W-what happened?" he asked.

For what had seem for the first time, he was shocked " Isabella? Do you know what happened?" He could see that Kylee was there already, asking the same question.

[owl,]

But things just get so crazy,
living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road,
get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me
back to you
That someday it would lead me
back to you, oh

Mood ♥ "T i r e d" ♥
Age ♥ "18 years young" ♥
Status ♥ "Single, lets stay that way c;" ♥
Location ♥ "Trying to sleep" ♥
Crush ♥ "No one, &&
I don't need anyone" ♥

>> Samantha ▪ Sam ▪ Sammy <<

I throw my pillow over my head as I hear a scream, 'Just be quiet' I thought as I tried in vain to drift back to sleep. Nearly there, I jolted up, and fell on the floor as I heard another scream. 'This must be serious' I think and rub my butt "owww" I whimper, and Rosalie licks my face, while I try to get back up. I stand and pick up Rose into my arms, and look over at Kylee's bed, she wasnt there. I trot out of the room and into the living room where Kylee and Isabella are. I look between both of them, and cock my head, smiling slightly "whats going on out here? Did I miss something good?" I ask, and arch my back, letting Rose out of my arms so she can go say hi to Kylee's Corgi, Cody. I lift my arms up over my head and, then stand up straight. I had worn a black tank-top, my highschool sweatshirt from track, my thick flannel owl jammie pants, and a pair of red and white striped socks. I walked over the window because both of them seemed to be over there, and lift up the curtain. Peering out all I see is snow, and not the Christmas morning kind where you jump out the door and make snow angels, but the kind where the snow was packed tight against the window. My mouth hangs open and I look at them both with wide blue eyes "Is this some kind of joke?" I ask, breathless, "did the guys plan this or something?" I ask, my eyes still wide with terror and doubt

[dandelion love]

|| Everyone also please don't post again until everyone has posted at least once. That way we will not be leaving anyone behind. ||

[careless reality]

[[ - Am I the only one to notice that all the guys are nineteen and all the girls are eighteen? - ]]

Cold as ice
And more bitter than a december
Winter night
That's how I treated you
And I know that I
I sometimes tend to lose my temper
And I cross the line
Yeah that's the truth

Dreaming,

He had finally managed to settle into a peaceful sleep and allow hs mind to wander into the fantasy world of dreams which he longed to visit everything. But the majority of the time he did not have the fortune of an amusing dream of which he would bring up at the dinner table. Seeming utterly insane and equally impossible. Like growing wings and flying to a make believe country made of snow as he had done in one of his previous dreams - the only one that actually stuck with him for some reason though most he forgot within the first few minutes of being awake.

He had just peeked into the beginning of what seemed to be a good dream - seeing as there was an absence of blood, guts, and other gore-y things that his dreams liked to conjure up to frighten the nineteen year old - when a sudden ear piercing sound erupted into his mind slicing through his dreams like scissors through a piece of thin paper.

Before his murky mind was even pried from the chains of fantasy realm Aspen was up, freshly torn from the warmth of his dreams and thrown into the cold world that he lived in. He bolted up from his bed, throwing the thick comforter the young man had managed to remember to bring along with his stuff. A very startled Switzerland lunged from the foot of the bed and scampered from the chilly room in the living room where the voices came from.

Dressed in nothing but the basketball shorts Aspen followed after the long haired shetland sheepdog Into the living room which was no warmer than the room he shared with Jeremy, who Aspen found already investigating and interrogating the sources of the screams. The boy looked around cluelessly, searching to the source of the girl's distress. He found nothing, there was no burglar - as if there would be a fool who would trek up the freaking mountain with the thought of stealing from some tourists who had just graduated from hgh school.

The was a doubt in Aspen's mind that was the reason everyone was so upset. His color eyes continued their assault on the open room looking for anything wrong or perhaps out of place. The only thing he found was the absence of a good light source, was a lamp stolen or a light bulb.

He didn't bother asking for questions were already being launched around the room only confusing the boy further : " Did you guys plan this or something? " Came from Samatha as she came out stretching while rocking so flannel owl pajama pants - which he could only chuckle at but only before he noticed the spongebob pajamas that adorned Kylee's slender form. He smirked and held in the laughter that begged to be freed from his chapped lips as he waited for someone in the room to answer these questions.

[Flicker -]

ℳｉｃｈｅａｌ.

Lɪғᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ғɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ, ɪᴛ ɪs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ.

- - I am living in the land
of a eighteen year old.
- - Room one is my home for the next while.
- - I am a chick, despite my
name.
- - Feel free to call me Mitch.

Micheal's rich black eyelashes fluttered open like a butterfly emerging from a cacoon. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness just in time to see a dim figure escape the room. A single word fled from her dry lips, "Huh?" If heard, the word would tell you that she was drowsy and confused. Her arms and legs were lively and itching to leap from the bed and sprint up behind Issabelle. Frightening her, hopefully, beyond measures. A smile cracked on her parched lips at the thought, and yet her mind seemed to be enveloped in a thick blanket that closed it off from awakening. Her hand slipped off the warmth-filled sheet that covered the matress. Her eye flitted to the gleaming alarm clock that blinked the number 1:00. A groan escaped her mouth, her clock always seemed to get stuck in the middle of the night. Must have had signal loss, once again. Her arm, which was not, anymore, enveloped in the thick, puffy covers of the bed that had a watery pattern. Swimming was her life, it even took over her bed covers.

Micheal slipped o0ut of bed, litterally, she clattered to the floor in a tangle of arms and legs. Her ars ached from all the activity from last night. A smile cracked her lips at the thought. She heaved herself to her socked feet. Revealing her mickey mouse pj bottoms and Coca-cola sweater that she had won in a radio contest, one of her prized possesions. Her socks, rainbow, slipped clumsely across the cold floor. Glad that she had socks on, she felt the biting cold seeping through her sweater. She walked into the bathroom andclicked on the light, the light blinded her, making her head jerk back. She squinted her eyes open and relaxed. She took a glance at the mirror and gave herself a look. Talk about bed head. Her rich brown hair was in clumps, clumps of hair dangling befor eher eyes. She huffed and flipped the hair out, only for the hair to flop back in place. She sighed and left the bathroom.

Micheal leaped into the air when a scream pierced the air, coming from Isabella. She huffed for the second time and trudged down the stairs, "Really? What the heck happened? By the way, we must have signal loss, my alarm clock stopped." Her eyes stayed on the hardwood stairs as she clomped down them. She finished the stairs and headed to Isabella. Her eyes escaped the floors gaze and looked around, she was surprsied to see her friends and stiffled a laugh at their pajamas. She waved than turned to Issabella, a thick, glistening snowbank loomed against the window behind her. Micheal's jaw dropped open and a unidentified sound flew from her gaping mouth. "W-w," She stuttered at the window. Not bothering to tear her gaze away. Now, she understood the scream.

[dandelion love]

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[Landscape]

---> James <---
James sighed in his sleep, dreaming of being stuck in a wooden cabin without heat, warmth, or anybody around for a couple miles. The snow was pounding down hard, as James pounded the door, trying to get it to budge. The snow was too deep. He had to admit, the dream was freakishly realistic, down to the cold feeling he was getting and the fear that struck his heart.

Then a scream pierced through the nightmare, and he swatted the alarm clock sitting on a small shelf near his bed, only half awake. When a second scream pierced the air, he jumped up in bed, sightly freaked out. His roommate was gone too. James threw off the covers and was halfway down the steps before the chill got to him, and he shivered. He was just wearing his boxers. As a slight blush crawled against his skin, James reached the bottom step and gasped.

It was his nightmare come to life.

People were crowded at the window, the force of the snow almost breaking the window. James walked over to the window, calmness trying to overcome him and the hysteria. James put on his emotion shell, and looked out of the window, a small smile slowly creeping up his face as he saw what people were wearing reflected in the mirror. He had to admit, it was funny.

Somebody turned on the TV and laughed, and James managed to force a chuckle out of himself too. He walked over to the fridge, opened it, and then smiled slightly. Turning around, he held up a package of beef jerky and announced, "We have food!"

[careless reality]

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[dandelion love]

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