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"NO!" He screamed at me as I ran out the door. "I will not shut up, I will not leave you alone!" I ran, and kept running. It was twilight, and my eyes were fogged up with tears as I ran down the sidewalk. As soon as I was out of sight and earshot of his house, I collapsed in a swamp of emotions. I didn't care what I looked like, I'd already been beaten up- both physically and emotionally- and yelled at. My dress was torn at one sleeve and my leggings were ripped along the sides. I had a black eye, a cut lip, a gash on the shoulder where my dress was torn, and was sore all over from running what must have been a mile. I heard cars slow as they passed, looking at this poor excuse for a girl laying on the sidewalk.
I didn't know what I should do, my apartment was at least 20 miles away. I hadn't brought my phone and even if I had, my purse was sitting on the desk in Keith's apartment.
As another car passed, it seemed to slow more than
Somehow. (A poem)She ran out into the dark, walking in between the thick trees that grew in her backyard.
Looking around at the garden, the pond, the forest, none of it seemed familiar.
Sure she could walk around the entire yard with her eyes closed, but it held no memory of him.
No trace of his image ran through these trees.
She closed her eyes and tried to picture him again.
She knew every detail of his face, all the clothes he had ever worn, but as she looked at this mental picture of him, it still didn't seem real.
She wished she could go back to the times where she could lose herself in his eyes, his laugh.
Where he would say her name, and her heart skipped a beat.
Back to the field, back to pure joy in seeing him.
She wished she could see him, here, now.
No imaginary talks, no fragments of old memories.
She wished she could see him again, somehow.
A Hunger Games Fanfic! MARVEL ch1MARVEL AND SILVER
"Marvel, wait up!" I shouted. Marvel had been eager to get to the reaping. His older brother was planning to volunteer this year. Marvel wanted to talk him out of it. I started to loose Marvel in the crowd of kids gathering for the reaping. Since he was so much taller than me he had gotten far ahead.
Oh, let me back up. I'm Silver, I'm 17, I have a height of 5'7, have blond hair, grey eyes, reside in district 1. Also, I'm Marvel's girlfriend. Now where were we?
"Marvel!" I wanted to talk to him before we got separated by the peacemakers, too late. He was already being lead to where the 17 and 18 year old boys were. He glanced back and gave me a quick smile as if to tell me it was ok. I watched as he squeezed into line next to his brother, Amaze.
Suddenly I was being pushed into the line of kids for reaping by the peacemakers. I let them lead me throu
Kelly Hansker (A Harry Potter fanfic) ch1Kelly: The Gryffindor Girl
"I am so exicted!" I was jumping up and down, I had gotten a letter to hogwarts. I had already gotten my wand at Ollivanders, and gotten all my supplies. I hadn't been certain about whether I would be able to go to Hogwarts, my mom was a witch, but my dad was a muggle. I hadn't really shown any magical ability, but I had gotten a letter all the same.
I got to the platform, Mom and Dad had dropped me off, but I knew what to do. My 2-year-old brother was already weeping about my leaving. I didn't really care. I was finally going! I didn't know any of the other kids, but I walk through the corridor of the train, I came to a compartment that only had 2 boys sitting across from each other talking, one who had dark skin, the other looked irish. "Can I sit here?" I asked as I open the compartment door. "Sure." The boy, who was definatly Irish, said. I sat next to the other boy. "I'm Seamus Finnigan." the Irish boy said. "and I'm Dean, Dean Thomas." said the
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