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Heyy my name is Allie! I'm thirteen and live in a teeny town in the middle of nowhere. Not gonna tell you the exact location...>.< I'm new to Witty (obviously...take a look at my profile and all my quotes) and I looove writing! 
Music is my life! I don't listen to much country, and i love pop and some rock. Fave bands: Coldplay, OneRepublic, Paramore, Justin Bieber, Katy Perry, Bruno Mars, Lady GaGa, and more:) I've been a piano player foor EIGHT YEARS! and a cello player for 3..i participate in honor orchestras as well:) I love volleyball and track, those are what I'm relatively good at;) i LOVE reading, love Pretty Little Liars, the Lying Game, HARRY POTTER(!) and more! ME? I STAND AT A WHOPPING 4 FOOT 11 AND A HALF AND WEIGH ABOUT 83 POUNDS! hehe :) i'm working on some CSS/HTML stuff to make my page more interesting. hehe:)


I'm working on a story called Mirrors. It's a story about an overweight, bullied girl named Destiny Walton. I'm alllsooo working on a second one called Castles and Kidnap. It's about a real-life princess who has to flee for her life...feedback would be aweeesome:)
~Allie~
  1. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    January 20, 2012 4:35pm UTC
    ONLY IN MATH CLASScan you buy 60 cantaloups and no one asks what the heck is wrong with you.

  2. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    December 6, 2011 9:05pm UTC
    MIRRORS
    Hey guys! I'm writing a story called mirrors, and I'm writing the sixth chapter right now. would you mind reading it and faving just so I can see how many readers I have? Thank u soo much!:)

  3. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    December 4, 2011 9:49pm UTC
    MIRRORS Chapter Five It's been about a month since my mother was arrested, eighth grade ended, and I moved in with my dad. He lives nearby, so unfortunately I don't have to switch schools. The first conversation between us in eight years was very awkward. "Uh...hi, Dad," I said uncomforably. "Hello. Your, um...room is upstairs. I didn't know what color you wanted, so I picked pink," he mumbled."Thanks." "Yeah.""Ok..." I started to trudge up the stairs with my bags in hand. Ugh...that wasn't the long-lost-father-daughter-reunion I was hoping for. As Dad said, my room was pink with a pink and purple comforter on a queen size bed. A small bedside table was next to it, and directly across was a huge vanity. The room wasn't half-bad. "Thanks, Dad," I muttered to myself. I started to unpack my clothes. I noticed a box sitting in a corner. Curious, I went over and opened it. A brand-spanking new MacBook was inside. A piece of paper was on top of it that read "Here you go. A little welcome-back present. Love, Dad." Awesome! I made a mental note to thank him later.Awhile later, after I had finished unpacking, it was around nine. I went downstairs to get something to eat. I opened the pantry door...then stopped. If the reason I was gaining weight because I was eating too much, then maybe I should just stop eating.*Feedback? Sorry this chapter was boring! More to come!:D* *ps: plz follow/fave i will follow back!*

  4. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    December 4, 2011 1:15pm UTC
    MIRRORS Chapter Four "WHAT? HOW?!" I exclaimed. Mom's in jail? I couldn't believe this, but then again, I could. I feel like I'm betraying her but I can't help thinking that she deserved this. "Well, while your mother was hitting you, a police car had driven up and the police man had seen her. I'm sorry, honey," says the nurse sadly, pats my head gently, and walks out of the room. It suddenly feels very lonely. Who will i live with now? My dad? I hadn't seen him in eight years. *FLASHBACK* A five-year-old Destiny plays in a sandbox in a backyard. She digs her finger around a small, shabby sandcastle, making a rough moat. She giggles, feeling a rush of energy and happiness. The sun shined bright in a cloudless sky, and a soft, warm, breeze caressed her skin. Her mom and dad were making lunch for her in the kitchen. Destiny heard the clink-clank of china. Then, she heard a very different noise coming from the open screen door. "Get out! Just GET OUT!" her mother screamed. "We can work through this! It's all gonna be fine!" her father yelled back."NO! This is--" her mom suddenly got quiet, and Destiny didn't hear what she said. "--we're talking about! It's serious stuff! YOU caused all this, so GET OUT!" "Or what? You'll call the cops?" he taunted. Her mom screamed in frustration. The front door slammed, and an engine gunned to life. Her dad's car sped away. It was the last time Destiny would see her father for a long time. *Feedback? Sorry this chapter was kinda boring! But i've got some ideas for chapter to come:)*

  5. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    December 4, 2011 12:56pm UTC
    MIRRORS CHAPTER THREE Mom approached me, jaw clenched. "Let's go," she growled. I followed her out to our beat-up Chevy. It was missing all of its windows (besides the windshield) and was a dirty, ugly brown. As soon as I was buckled, she took off. Did i mention that she drives like a maniac? She's not the world's most responsible driver. 3 DUIs and 4 speeding tickets. I'm surprised that she hasn't had her car taken away permanetly yet. She gripped the steering wheel so hard her knuckles turned white. Her hair is frazzled and messy, and her eyes are wild and angry. I can tell that she'd been drinking. "You had better be grateful that I came and got you. I had to leave work. Charles wasn't happy. I might get fired!" Mom snapped. She works at some dirty bar for some dirty man. A stoplight ahead turned red. Mom slammed on the brakes and I lurched forward. She turned to me, fire in her eyes. She suddenly slapped me across the face. I shrunk back, letting out a small whimper. Mom kept hitting me, letting out all her drunken rage on my head. She does this a lot...sometimes she uses more than just her fist. "Please stop!" I sobbed. I was scared...she was really mad. The street was vacant of cars and people, until I saw a police car drive up beside us. My vision started to distort and change color. I saw stars. Mom was stil hitting me and screaming, and the last thing i remember is hearing a siren wail. * * * *I wake up in the hospital. I hear a constant beeping. I sit up, and suddenly feel dizzy and nauseated. I fall back against my pillow. Let's try this again. Woah...ok, less dizzy. There's a table next to my bed with wilting tulips in a vase. A thick metal medical bracelet covers my wrist. I see my reflection. A few small Band-Aids dot a swollen face covered with purple bruises. It's appalling. I panic. Where's my mom? When will I get out? The beeping noise gets faster. A nurse rushes in with an IV. "Is something wrong?" she asks anxiously. Eying the needle cautiously, I inquire hysterically, "Where's my mom?" The nurse looks away nervously and replies. "Honey...I don't know how to tell you this. But...your mom got arrested. She's in jail." *Feedback? :) more chapters sooooon!*

  6. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    December 4, 2011 11:54am UTC
    MIRRORS Chapter TwoThe laughter of my peers followed me into the bathroom. I tossed my stuff on the floor and hurried for the nearest stall. Sinking to my knees, I started to cry. What they said was true. I was so fat and hideous. Their cruel words haunted me, ringing over and over in my head until it hurt. I was breathing heavily, and then i started to vomit. I heard the all-too-familiar click clack of heels sound in the bathroom. Someone opened my stall door and said something close to "having fun?" followed by laughter. I was dizzy and couldn't get this waahhhhh noise out of my head. I felt a nudge on my knee. I stopped throwing up long enough to turn around, just to see a pair of perfectly painted toenails on a pair of perfect feet wrapped up in strappy heels. I looked up. Victoria...I threw up again. On her shoes. Big mistake."EW! GROSS! THAT IS SO DISGUSTING! You just THREW UP! All over my SHOES! They're MUI-MUIS! Do you KNOW how expensive these are?! More money than your mom's annual SALARY!" Victoria shrieked. I flinched away. She stalked out of the bathroom in a flurry of rage. Uh oh...I just made my life ten times worse. Shaking, I stood up and flushed the toilet. I rinsed my mouth, picked up my stuff, and went to the nurse. Nurse Amy said I should call my mom to come pick me up and bring me home. She suggested a nice long rest and a few Tums. I knew my mom probably wouldn't leave work to pick me up, and if she did, she'd be furious, but i did anyways. "Hello?" grumbled an irritated voice on the other end. Mom. "Hi, Mom. I, uh, got sick today at school. Could you, um, pick me up and take me home please?""Whatever. I'll be there in ten minutes," she said. I heard a click; she must've hung up. "She'll be here in ten minutes," I told the nurse. Soon enough, but still later than ten minutes, my mom walked in. Her eyes zoomed in on me, her brows making an angled V. Oh, Lord. That's her angry face. *Faves? Follows? Feedback please! Suggestions would be awesome:) thanks!*

  7. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    December 4, 2011 11:36am UTC
    MIRRORS ~ My name is Destiny Walton. This is the story of my miserable life as a fat teen. ~ I heard murmurs coming from all sides of the hallway. I picked up a few of the conversations. "...gross! Look at that shirt!" "...muffin top. So fat." "...ugly." Did people really think that blocking their mouth with their hand covers up the sound? And the pain of the words in them? I mean, is it really that hard to make it a little less obvious? Evidently not. I'd heard it all before, but it hurt a little more each time i did. I wanted to sink in to the ground, unnoticed. It was a wasted hope. it gets harder every day to become invisible when you're already seen. I clutch my books tighter to my chest when i see the queen bee of the school, Victoria Wellbourne, strut down the hall. Uh oh, I thought. Here it comes. As I predicted, Victoria and her two best friends, Christine and Raquelle, see me and immediately head my way. The Alpha and her Betas. I walk faster. Maybe I can get to my first class before they get to me. I knew I couldn't; they were walking so fast in their 3-inch Mui-Muis that i could barely hear my own terrified thoughts over the rapid clickclickclickclickclicks. It's middle school, but that doesn't mean its not a runway too. Suddenly they were right in front of me, blocking my path. "Hi, Destiny. We were just wondering where you got your adorable shirt. Wait, don't tell me. Clearance rack at Goodwill?" Victoria said in a snotty soprano. The Betas giggled. Victoria smiled smugly and flipped her pencil-straight blonde hair over her shoulder. Alpha was right, of course. It wasn't my fault my family was having money troubles. But I wasn't about to tell her that. I don't even know if I can say anything at this point."Um...no, a-actually. I got it at...um..." I stammered. "Oh, I know. Target, right?" "...no..." I said. I was wearing a slightly-too-small green shirt with a butterfly and a brown stain on it. Mom had gotten it for only a few dollars at Goodwill. My rolls of fat were even more defined than normal. "You know, you should really wear clothes that don't make you look so fat. Here's a suggestion. Get rid of your entire wardrobe. And lose a billion pounds," Victoria sneered, and the Betas smirked. I gulped and glanced around. Almost everybody was staring at me and the intimidating trio. Tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over. Where were all the teachers in the hall to protect me? I stuttered out something unintelligible and turned to run for the bathroom.

  8. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    November 30, 2011 8:28pm UTC
    MIRRORS
    Destiny Walton wasn't the most popular girl in middle school. Thirteen and overweight? Not a great mix. No friends, an abusive family. But she's determined to lose weight and become the it-girl. Before you can say WeightWatchers, middle school comes to a close and high school arises. How far will Destiny go to achieve her goal? In a world full of hurt and lies, sometimes the only thing Destiny can trust is her mirror.
    *please comment...open to constructive critisism! it's my first..."real-life" story, i guess:)*

  9. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    November 27, 2011 6:03pm UTC
    CASTLES AND KIDNAP
    SUMMARY
    A real-life princess and her royal family are attacked by a group of people who envy the family's power. Forced to flee her castle home, Aquinna Crewe is on the run. Along the way, she learns a little bit about her family...and it's history. Gasp! Could a BOY have something to do in this story?? I don't know...you'll just have to read it!
    PROLOGUE
    I'm running, and in the process trip over something on the ground. I sprawl out on the muddy, uneven forest floor. It's a pitch-black night, and it's storming. I pull myself up and force my legs to keep going. Run! Go, move faster! The pounding rain is defeaning, but then there's a distinct sound.
    Snap.
    I whip my head around. Lightning stikes, illuminating a hulking figure. I can't see his face, but I know who he is. As the light flashes, something glints in his right hand. My blood runs cold.
    A knife.

  10. Azzie98 Azzie98
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    November 27, 2011 4:14pm UTC
    STRENGTH
    Is getting up even when the rest of the world
    PUSHES
    YOU
    DOWN

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