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mel: Es que además de mi familia esta tecnología la sabe… – fue interrumpida por una voz femenina
'¿'¿': Creo que lo que piensas es correcto mel – decía una chica mayor (No tanto)
isabella: es correcto hola mi chiquita
mel: pero como
sofia: como es posible
todos: como paso esto
'0';: les explicaremos
los vampiros: vanessa/mama
vanessa: hola hijos hola chicos
sofia: pero ustedes no estban , ya saben arriba
isabella: no sofia solo nos icimos pasar
ramiro: pero entonces ustedes mandaron a capturarlos
vanessa: si y les presentare a los que nos ayudaron
unos 4 chicos aparecieron
vanessa: ella es sam tu hermana thom y la de ti sergio
thomas y sergio: mi mi hermana
vanessa: ella es brigitte , el es chester y el es jackshon
dezz: ellos son vampiros y lobos
isabella; si las chicas son vampiros y los chicos son lobos
xavier: de acuerdo pero sigo sin entender nuestros tios y los predres de ellos nos dijieron que tu tia y tu
Felix's Moving ProblemHi, my name is Felix Stag. I'm 14 years old wearing very casual clothing. I've recently found a lot of strange things in our house as we pack up belongings to move to our "delightful" new caravan.
A silver locket hangs round my neck - my name and it's meaning as the inscription. Oh, there goes my sister, Kaylee, I see she still has that auburn hair dye that Dad tries to use when he's drunk. Why does she keep it? He's just gonna steal it again and again.
My brother, Robert, is weeping, as Mum has traded his laptop for a new (I mean, dead) plant - why? She has loads for now! Oh, no not anymore since we're moving I guess. Well, at least these cheap fortune cards didn't lie - Life is Hell.
And here's Dad's old business card! He used to be a lawyer? How can I, Felix Matthew Stag, be the middle-born son of a former lawyer, who has now gone and spent our life savings on a caravan we don't even need!
Note To Self: Drunken fathers and life savings - keep apart and aw
Computerized Love "..."
"Hello?" A feminine monotone voice could be heard.
"Could you please let me out? Just touch the box on your Wii U Gamepad."
I tapped the box, and shortly a sign--no, a floating robot stood in my path. The familiar voice told me "Welcome to Nintendo Land!"
"I am Monita, your park guide." T'was a name I knew ever since I bought my console. Some call her annoying or repetitive, but all she needed was her mono-arm for me to catch on that I was going to love her forever. It wasn't the first time I've watched this pre-coded cutscene via that special button in the plaza, but it was certainly never going to be the last.
Some of my friends call me crazy or a freak, but I enjoy every moment I get with her on my Wii U. They'd be right to call me a freak though, as I talked to her night and day, every waking moment. And hearing her sweet monotone voice as though it was synthesize
BickeringA/N: Sorry I've been so inactive. Work has been crazy and my schedule is all over the place right now. I decided to whip up this chapter for you guys. Hope you enjoy it.
Children are natural mimics who act like their parents despite every effort to teach them good manners.
"Get out!" A girl's voice shouted in exasperation, unbelievably audible, possibly even heard across the city. Squealing boyish laughter followed it, clearing feeding off of it. "I said to get out, Rex! Get out of my room!"
Rex laughed again, louder, nearly giggling with gleeful abandon. "I am out Emma!" He howled back at her triumphantly. "I'm way out here in the hallway!"
Shayera didn't need to get out of bed to see what was going on. She could visualize the scene from where she lay, nursing a migraine from being knocked over the head by Bizarro the previous night. Her head pounded as she grimaced, hoping the two could peacefully work it out themselves.
Rex stood grinni
[BWG] Nap Time “Come now, Thema.”
The girl shivers and chews the inside of her cheek; her eyes flutter very faintly, but otherwise she gives no indication that she intends to get up any time soon. Mother hums low in her throat, both amused and annoyed by her child's disobedience. Father grunts his disapproval from a short distance away and Thema smiles sleepily from behind her swaddle of furs and leather. Those two sounds go together like bread and butter and she is always happy to hear them.
Heavily gloved fingers rustle through her hair:
"Are you listening? It's time to go, klein een. You have to get up."
There's some urgency in mother's quiet, raspy voice, but Thema barely even budges an inch. Like the lazy thing she is, mother's morning voice only soothers her further into a deafening sort of sleep. She sighs deeply, clutching her rat
It was raining heavily outside. The prince and his family had decided that the three of them would all huddle up together because it was kind of cold. Clear had their child on his lap, and the little boy was just starting to fall asleep. The storm had started during dinner and was slowly getting worse. Clear was starting to fall asleep as well. Which made sense since it was late. They had put on a movie for their child to keep him entertained and it had just ended. The movie had been longer than the two of them thought.
The prince took the child from Clear so that he could lie down. Once he did, he gave the boy back to his partner. He looked out the window just in time to see a bolt of lightning strike. The planet was famous for its awful storms. The lightning and thunder was some of the worst in their solar system. But buildings and things were safe due to redesigning after so many years of the storms. And watching the storms was nice. Relaxing even, if you ignored
the story of amberthe next morning i saw mom dressing for work.
"good morning sweetie i have to go to work now do think you can take care of yourself while i'm gone."
my stomach growls
i get out of bed grab a couple of dollars from mom's secret hiding place grab dad's knife and head to the store, on the way i bump into the lady with the blonde hair
"oh hey amber where are you going so early."
i clutch dad's knife
"to the store mom didn't have anytime to make breakfast for me."
"we'll then i could make you some breakfast i rock at cooking."
(should i say yes i mean i did just meet this lady)
"come on i know you're hungry."
my stomach growls again
"yay, come with me."
she grabs my arm and leads me too her apartment
"here it is my apartment."
her apartment room was huge and it had lots of fancy things in it
"this is the living room,the kitchen is this way."
she leads me too the kitchen
"this kitchen is beaut
My Three DadsOne day, I woke up and my freaking room looked different. I mean, the structure was the same and all, but...it felt different. It was surprisingly clean and a realized the walls were actually the color I always wanted them to be. My sister wasn't there. Strange, I shared a room with her. I stretched and I got up from my bed, then changed (too lazy to take showers in the morning).
I opened the door and the first thing I saw was stairs. STAIRS. My house was a one story building (not including the basement)! I freaked, but saw my mother calmly sitting on the couch reading a book. Nothing seemed unusual about that, or the living room. My little brother was still on the computer. Looks like my other siblings were still at summer school.
I tried the find my sister in the room the other computer was in. But I saw it was my dad. I guess he would just be there. I left and then thought it was a bit strange.
'Why is he dressed like that...? He's only dressed like that when they're important
ChildYou and I.
We sit on the golden beach of a foreign island.
We think of each other.
And of how far we have come.
We also think of the future.
And the future may seem bright.
But this is where you and I disagree.
A life that should be created and cherished.
And you believe that is not necessary?
You believe that a beautiful child should not be brought into the world?
You were brought into the world by the ones who love you.
So why can't you and I bring a child into the world?
It only seems fair.
Brolli and his parents (Chapter 1)(This story is told under the viewpoint of Brolli Diamondback when he was unconscious)
It all began when I woke up on a lush field of grass, and I got up and it seemed like there was an infinite amount of grass. I look to see a tree and 2 people in white robes, so I walk over to them and they notice me. I hesitantly say "H-Hello?..." and they give me a warm smile and the black and short haired one says "Hey, how's it going?", I reply with a shrug, because I was kind of confused at where I was... The brown but long haired one tells me "You've got human legs, you must be visiting, or something...". I look around again and ask " Where am I visiting, exactly?" The black haired one gets up from the ground and replies "The spirit world, my boy. Land of the deceased and what-not". I grow horrified "I died!? This can't be!!!" I screamed and began to tear up. The Brown haired ghost lady gets up and gives me a warm and calming hug, a hug that a motherly figure would bestow to a son, and she tell
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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