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April, a tall Blond with blue eyes. What you'd think of as the perfect girl wasn't. She doesn't cheer or lead. She's smart. Not you're average home town beauty. Her brother Alan was tall blond with blue eyes. He was your average jock. He was a basketball player, and stupid. He was always hitting his sister, April, up for answers. They were a set of quints. Amber, April, Alexander, Alexandria, and Alan. They had just turned 17. April was hoping for a scholarship and so was Alan. But this year you don't want a boy friend or a girlfriend you want to live through the day. Now they've got a scholarships for death...
It was a chilling morning in August. April Bethany Kyles and Alexander Wade Kyles races down the stairs. Alan reached over Aprils arm. "Alan!" He grabs the coke as she slaps his arm back.
"What?" Alan asked sarcasticly. He backed away from April knowing she was like Bruce Lee she'd beat the shit out of you. "Hey April, what'd you get in History today? I forgot to take notes."
April gave him a dirty look as if he were not even close to it. "Unlike you Alexander, I take notes to get good grades. Not cheat off my sister and pray I get an A!" April shut the fridge door. "Anyway, what did mom say about cheating, Alexander?" Alan hated the name Alexander.
Alan opened the coke, "Man April, PLEASE! I beg of you! I've got to stay on the team!" Alan yelled at her. She frowned. She hated it when he hit her up for answers. "April?"
"Don't get all sappy on my, Al. I know your slimy little tricks." April said. She smiled grimly, knowing he'd do anything to look at her notes. He's even weared a dress to school for her notes. She thought it quite amusing.
Adam walked in. He was a short blonde boy around 5'4. Stupid just like the rest of them. Unknowing they called it. But April called it pure stupidity. "April!" Adam yelled looking at her. He was holdin a peice of paper and a pencil. "Can you help me with this damned science paper?"
"Adam! Alan!" April yelled. "Grrrump!" She yelled. April hated it. She stomped up stairs past Ambers room. She had 10 brothers and sisters, and most of them were stupid. She could handle Oriel and Berlyn but all the rest. NO! She couldn't and she wouldn't. That day everyone but Alex had hit her up for answers. She was angry.
"What'd we do?" Alan laughed sarcasticly. He opened his coke and smiled. "What'd you say Adam?"
Adam shruged getting a coke out of the fridge. He opened it. "I dunno, it's girl things I guess." He smiled blaming it on April was fun for them. They thought it amusing to see her stomp off.
"Yeah, it's girl things. She's got PMS." Alan ans Adam's voices turned into laughs as Amber smiled grimly. She was sitting on the stairs, listening and happy.
Saturday, afternoon an ambulance drove up just as April was coming home from science club. Not really she was at David's house. Her boyfriend. She ran into the driveway. "What happened?" April yelled. "What the hell happened?"
Daina was crying her eyes out. "Adam....fire..." Her voice was spread and quiet. Her faces was red and wet. April hugged her and ran into the large crowd.April saw everyone but Amber. April started to look for Amber. Maybe she was in the fire too?
Amber was standing in a dark corner smiling. She had a notepad and a pen. She was enjoying her writting. April pointed at her. "YOU!" She yelled.
"OH! Hello Goosie!" Amber said smiling at her. "How are you?" She put the pen in her notebook and closed it. April was tear striken.
"YOU! YOU! KILLED ADAM! YOU WANTED HIM DEAD!" April pointed and yelled. She was crying even harder than before. She couldn't stop.
Amber looked at her with amasement. "But Goosie, I had no motive." Amber said smilng as if April had expected something else.
"Don't give me that Bull shit! You had a motive! You wanted to be a writter! You wanted to write a book! You thought it all a game! Adam's nearly dead! He's almost dead! You wanted a book! Here it is! You can call it the sister war because I'll KILL you AMBER You're dead!" April yelled, She kept pointing with her shaken finger. "I'll get the prof! I'll get it! You can bet on that! You can bet on it! I'll get you Amber Lynn! I"ll get you!" She stomped off. How could Amber smile? How could she? If I had killed him I would've been crying. I'd have been crying just so I wouldn't be accused. How couold see? Or was it her? Her mind was racing. She felt like she was going to faint. She was sick.
Alan came over and hugged her. "It's alright Abe. It's alright. Shh." He was holding her frail body up. "He'll be fine Abe, I know he will. Just relax and calm down. It's going to be fine just fine. Shhh." Alan was patting her on the back.
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| Talonus |
[11 Aug 2001|06:42pm] |
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I have no idea how I put up with the foolish christians who think that there's accually a savor who will save us....
no we are past the point of saving we've distroyed what is the gods and we've turned their perfect world into a valley of pure distruction and chaos! And we shouldn't be forgiven for what we've done! Now my beifs are not noticed and I'm alone in my theories! But being alone isn't that bad...
But this is the world of the unworthy now the gods play with us as if we're pons in their game....
yet I do not object to that, no I belive that we have driven them away and as they watch us become better at being LAZY! No I am not what people think I am I'm just diffrent.......
I do go to a christian church and I do attend wiccan feasts yet I am Talonus Talonus isn't Christian it worships many gods and it's not of striping down your clothes the gods only want to see what they can't we are not of no violence where would the gods get their games? No I am not who you think of me not at all
You see I AM alone but only a few yet I am still without friends for I won't get close to you I have only 3 who understand me and those are left without hope......
Trista
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HIdden in the walls of darkness that I alone bulit myself around the heart that does not exsist..... beyond I do not know I don't know who I am or who I will be in my future all I know is that I'm alone beyond the mists that I walk through to get to my darkness and my fear to be where no one else knows where I am where I am alone.....
Understanding only myself is what I know and what I"ll always know no one can tell me that I'm a good person for my hearts the black hole that's sucked many in and never let them go to let them think they're close to me then to beat their hopes and dreams to death that is my heart....I have no heart on a deadly and hurtful black hole.....
In the mind you think that you are perfect and that your dreams are real my dreams are nightmares but are dreams compared to the life I've built for myeslf in a eternal darkness I ay naked to the world around me and when I enter that world I'll be alone as I've been ence before I can remeber, in this world aloneness is a vertue that not many have and the few that have it are cry about it but what are tears and what is unhappiness? If I wanted salty waters I'd go to the sea but of course no one has what I have a spoild family of belongings that do not exsist to me at christmas my sisters take my gifts for I don't want them I belive in only myself and myself alone will bring to me what I wish if I am here alone then I am not alone I am with no ones that surround me without any hope of what I will become on hope of what they can distroy no I am alone and alone I'll stay
Trista
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[11 Aug 2001|12:17pm] |
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Excellence is not a single act, but a habit. You are what you repeatedly do.
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities
of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the
name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of
darkness, for he is truely his brother's keeper and the finder of lost
children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengence and furious
anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will
know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengence upon thee..
"If we're fucked up, you're to blame"
Simon Says Shut up
There are only 2 types of people: astronomers and astronauts.
You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her.
The story of love is quick in the eye
The story of love is hello and goodbye
Until we meet again..
"Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love"
"You're the strangest person I ever met, she said.
& I said you too.O:-)
& we decided to know each other a long time"
"I love you because I know no other way
than this: where "I" does not exist, nor "you",
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep."
i want to destroy something beautiful.
If I speak in the tounges of men and of angels, but have no love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can understand all mysteries and knowledge, and if I have faith that can move mountains, but have no love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have no love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, Love is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always persevers. Love never fails. Where there are prophisies, they will cease; where there are tounges, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away...
Things aren't always what they appear to be. Look into the mirror and what the image you see. Look deep into those eyes and wonder who that person is. We are not what we think we are. We are a totally different person then the picture we have of ourselves. You just have to see it.
You are a person, go into the world and change it.
I am yet one soul, and still I find a way to effect you.
The light calls upon the darkness; as the darkness calls upon the light..
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Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
Drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
One day, you're on top of the world.
The next, someone is trying to take it over.
Its happened once again, ill turn to a friend, somone who understands and sees through the master plan, but everybodys gone and ive been her for too long, to face this on my own well i guess this is growing up.
You are the sweetest guy that has ever entered my life. Not only did you walk right into my heart, but you ignored it's scarred walls, and it's bruised condition. My smile that I wore to make myself and everyone believe that I was happy, became real when you came to me. When you held me hand, you warmed my heart. When you wispered to my ear you spoke to my soul. I was about to give up and never open up again. Now I know that I just won't open up to the wrong person. So thank you for being my crutch. The one to help me up when I thought I was down for good. The one who got me to stand, walk, and eventually run with pure love in my heart.
TRISTA!
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