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Storybooks Please. Just blame it all on me I'm begging you. I can't stand it to see you hurt its just not fair I wish i could say that everythings alright but I don't know One day When this touble is through We can be happy again Love its not what people think yeah, there's tha falling feeling and of course the butterflies however mostly it just feels like.. agony. So for once, can't i just take it? the sacrifice and the pain? I'm begging. Angels they aren't ment to suffer they are supposed to be happy Heaven. its not supposed to hurt this much you've already been through Hell i just wanna give you peace. If onl

Perfect Family My family is the T.V. type. The one with betty crocker mother and the work-a-holic father With the succesfull eldest and the spoiled youngest. Then the toubled middle teen It's funny cause i didn't know or didn't think to think Until my cousin pointed it out However the part about the middle child? See simply did not say. Cause thats me. You look at my family and you think its the best its not. You look at my parents and you think "how perfect" cause they are. You look at my older siblings and you know they're going somewhere cause they are. You look at my little brother and you know hes a bright kid cau

Hola! So... when I start writing more I don't want my name to be "forevertwilightobses" so i changed it to... "sunrisestealer."  There i will be reposting some of the stuff I have posted on here but i might link some of it or add on to it. I hope to be able to put it in order to make it easier for you to read. So yeah... anyway... Well I think i will use this account for my favorites and browsing so you will see this name often but as for my posts you can find them on my "sunrisestealer" account. Also, i will be favoriting eyes and character inspirations so watch those. Yeah.. anyway. Thanks for reading!

Explanations “Taylor,” Matt hesitated, “I have to tell you something, but you are going to think I am completely and utterly insane.” I giggled. “You? insane? Yeah, right.” I couldn’t possibly imagine what he could be talking about. He should know better, I don’t think I could ever think of him as insane. He didn’t seem reassured by my answer. “I want you to listen to everything I say before you make your judgements or decisions, but then I will accept anything you decide. I am about to tell you where we came from.” He said this slowly, obviously nervous. I couldn’t understan

Chapter Three When I got to the house-my house-I was hardly surprised. I got an idea of what was to come when we exited the freeway into this old, run-down neighborhood, the kind where you don’t walk around at night alone. The house was tiny, and worse than all of the others. There were two rusted up cars in the driveway, one, a Chevy, was nicer looking than the other. Well, at least it looked like it could run. The grass was overgrown and full of weeds. The house was brown and was in dire need of a new paint job. There were two windows facing the street, one was cracked from some sort of ball. When we stopped in front of the house I

Chapter 2 My parents are dead, and I want to know why. As I thought this I wiped the tears, still coming strong, off my face-again with the last tissue in the big box they gave me. How come I had to come home today and see my parents dead, murdered in their own home? Why do I deserve this? I’m sitting here, in this stupid police station waiting for them to call-more like find a relative of mine. Any relative. You see, I never thought I had any. My grandmother died when I was five, and other than my parents I didn’t have any family. Honestly, I didn’t think about it too often. I just thought I was one of those people who h

                                          Lord of the Flies-My Ending I woke up in an airplane flying over the ocean. My clothes, though they were the same as when I was on the island were not ripped or dirty. The boy sitting next to me I recognized as one of the littluns from the island, only he was not a savage, he was well mannered and calm and wondering why I was in such a panic. The last thing I remembered was hiding in the brush from the others, and waiting for morning to come when they would spread out to capture and kill me. Maybe I had fallen asleep. Maybe this was all a dream. Had they already captured and killed me? It would b

                                                 The Play’s Resolution "It’s not working. I’m sorry. It’s over.” I try not to think about what has happened in the past because then you can’t move onto the future, but sitting there, watching what I was once positive was my whole future walk back towards his car I couldn’t help it. I thought about how he looked the first time I saw him, at lunch. His electric blue eyes clouded with confusion. I thought about how he looked as I saw him so many times reflected into the ocean as the sun came up when we watched sunrises nearly every morning before school. I wil