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  1. straighttomyheart straighttomyheart
    posted a quote
    July 12, 2012 5:28am UTC
    | | | | | | | | All Eyes On Me | | | | | | | |
    Prologue
    I pressed my forehead against the window and watched as Chace Hamilton jogged past my house. Every day for the past year Chace jogged past my house and every day I woke up at 6:00am, just to catch a glimpse of him.
    Chace Hamilton. He was that boy. He transferred to my school from another school last year and he’d been making girls swoon ever since. Everything about him was attractive, from his body to his hair. He had light brown hair that always looked slightly messy and high cheekbones and a to-die-for body. Above all, he had the most amazing eyes. They were a deep shade of sky blue and framed by thick and long lashes that were wasted on a guy. He had quickly climbed up the ranks of popularity at my school and even earned the spot of the quarterback on the football team. He was so heartbreakingly perfect. I knew he would never end up with a girl like me.
    I was Skye Allen. I was nobody. I fitted in with everyone. I didn’t stand out or draw attention. My sister on the other hand was the complete opposite. She was Estelle Allen. She graduated last year but she was still talked about. She was the prom queen and cheerleading captain. With her natural charm, everybody loved her. Most people forgot that I was her sister, not that we bore any resemblance in appearance. She was tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed and suntanned with a slender body with the right curves. I was a skinny brunette with dark brown eyes. The only gene we shared were our long legs. When she went to my school, she was always trying to get me to try out for the cheerleading team or to sit with her at the popular table at lunchtime. I always avoided her. For as long as I could remember, I had always been in Estelle’s shadow.
    If I wasn’t in Estelle's shadow, I would be in Colette’s. I met Colette Babineaux in preschool and she had been my best friend ever since. Her parents were French so Colette could speak fluent English, French and Italian. She could understand Latin and Greek and was learning Japanese. Not to mention she was a maths expert and science fanatic and played the piano and cello and was on the Track team.
    All my life I had been trapped in Estelle's and Colette's shadow. But without them I would be nothing.
    Little did I know, my life was about to change for good.
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    Thank you all for reading(:
    feedback?
    Should I continue?
    10+ Faves and I will do chapter 1 (:

  2. DontFakeThatBeautifulSmile DontFakeThatBeautifulSmile
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    July 14, 2012 4:16pm UTC
    H O N E Y , Y O U ' R E 1 2 .
    Blow Bubbles;
    N O T B O Y S .

  3. briiitttttttany briiitttttttany
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    July 13, 2012 8:09pm UTC
    People who want long eyelashes: Girls
    People who are born with long, curly eyelashes: Boys


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  6. iluhyoux iluhyoux
    posted a quote
    July 10, 2012 6:46pm UTC
    TheDevilMurderedMe.
    Chapter Four.
    Cleaning out Hadies room was the worst part of this whole thing. I lifted up her bed, and I found her diary. I knew it was wrong to look through it, and she was probably looking down out me shaking her head. I giggled, I knew she would. I opened it up and read things that made me smile. Like, her first crush, and she had stuff about me written in there too. I knew I would be keeping this. I flipped the page and I began to read, my mouth fell open. I looked at the page and re-read it again, to see if I was really reading this right.
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    Journal #14
    Half awake, I'm laying in bed. It's just about to get dark, and I'm shedding fear. I'm absolutely terrified of the dark. Something grabbed my neck last night, and left a horrible purple bruise. I covered it up with my sisters makeup. Now do you believe me mom? I didn't think you did, or ever would. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to the Lord, don't let him hurt me. Let the angels watch me in my sleep tonight, and help me with this wretched fight.
    Amen.
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    I closed the book and held it to my chest, then put it in a box. and carried it to my room. I had had enough of the pain tonight.
    ~Two Months Later~
    Walking down the the kitchen, I shivered a little. It was now winter and below 0 degrees outside. Walking down the maroon carpeted stairs I stepped on something sharp and hobbled down them. I turned on the light and sat down to examine my acheing foot. As I looked up I screamed with fear. Red glassy blue eyes stared up at me in horror, with a puddle of blood around his head, Davin laid cold and still on the kitchen floor.
    Tip: Hadie is pronounced "Hay-dee" Not "Had-dee" (: & It only gets better! This is the beginning so it's going to be sort of boring- more explaining things to you so in the story you understand more.
    You can comment on here or on my profile if you would like a reminder & I'll add your name to the list! Thanks so much for reading, and if you liked it thank you that much more♥

  7. iluhyoux iluhyoux
    posted a quote
    July 11, 2012 7:40pm UTC
    TheDevilMurderedMe.
    Chapter Five.
    Frozen with fear I took off up the stairs egnoring the acheing in my foot. I ran into my parents room, yelling and screaming at them to wakeup. They asked me what was wrong, and I stoof there hesitating. I fell to the floor out of breath, looking for the right way to say it. How could I tell him he was dead, How could I do it!? I looked up, and I froze. My mom was standing over me. "Tabitha" She said. "What's wrong?" My voice cracked, it was like I was unable to speak for a minute. I started to talk, and tried to clear my voice. I could feel my heartbeat on my tounge, I had never experienced this before. I took a deep breath, and let it out. it made a whoosing sound. The only thing I could tell you it sounded like was giving birth. I was hyperventalating. I stood up, and looked into my moms blue eyes. "Davin's dead." Those once blue eyes turned stone grey. With a look I will never forget my mother trailed out of the room, with father on her heels. I could hear their footprints on the stairs, I knew they would soon find the gruesome scene I had discovered only 5 minutes ago
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    Poem From The Killer
    Yes, your right I've struck again,
    but I'm saving the best for last.
    Davin will never be able to tell a soul what he knows.
    Davin Oh Davin, why did you have to go?
    Oh, that's right, only I know.
    You were smart, and you figured me out,
    you didn't have time to make a sound.
    With one quick moved I grabbed your head,
    I bashed it against the counter
    Now your dead.
    Sincerely; Your going to be six feet under.
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    Tip: Hadie is pronounced "Hay-dee" Not "Had-dee" (: & It only gets better! This is the beginning so it's going to be sort of boring- more explaining things to you so in the story you understand more.
    You can comment on here or on my profile if you would like a reminder & I'll add your name to the list! Thanks so much for reading, and if you liked it thank you that much more♥

  8. iluhyoux iluhyoux
    posted a quote
    July 9, 2012 5:58pm UTC
    TheDevilMurderedMe.
    Chapter Three.
    We fell asleep there on the bed. I wokeup first and looked over at Davin. Wow, it was really true. She was really dead.
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    -Two days later-
    Hadie's Funeral.
    Her casket was light pink, with white rims. Whoever had done her makeup had made her look so beautiful. Her blonde hair was hanging down over her shoulders with a hint of curl in it. Her hands were crossed over her chest, in it was the necklace I had gave her for christmas last year. It read "Best Sister Award." A tear slid down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it off. Catrina came next to me and held my hand. I opened the note that I had written, and re-read it again. The note said;
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    My dearest Hadie,
    I don't know what to say, I have been more than speechless since you left this world, because you didn't only leave the world.. You left me, what am I supposed to do without you? I can't get my head straight.All I can ask of you is why you had to leave me so fast, but I already know the answer. God needed another angel, and you fit the profile perfectly. You took half of my heart when you left, half of me, along with you. My life, my all, will never be the same. The last thing I wanted to say is goodbye, and that everyday I will miss you more then the last.
    Goodbye my beloved sister, for I will never in all my life forget about all of our wonderful times, all the days we spent laying out among the stars, dreaming of what's out there. I promise, to this day and everyday from now on, when I look up at the stars, I will remember you.
    Forever and always, I will love you
    ~Hadie
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    I closed the note carefully, and placed it in between her folded hands. The last thing I remember of that day, is seeing her casket vanish underground. I walked away not knowing whether to cry, or stay strong, because at this rate it seemed impossible.
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    Chapter Four.
    Hadie's P.O.V. (Yes you read that right.)
    Mom?! I would cry and shout hoping these little words would get some where, but the shattered words I had spoken would never be heard. That I didn't know yet. It's me! Mommy! Daddy! Look at me! Why can't you hear me?! When I touched my moms shaky arms she leaned away, and tears filled her eyes. Was it something I had did, or said? There was horror in my familys eyes'. At that very moment, I stopped. I looked around realizing something wasn't right. I looked at my mom then back at my dad. What had happened that they wanted to keep from me so bad? I got down and leaned towards my mom, I looked at her eyes and they were red and glossed over. She had been crying for days. I followed my mothers eyes, and on the table was a picture of me. "What?" I said out loud. Then I moved my eyes to the paper in her hands. It read "Death Certificate" my mouth fell open. I then realized, they couldn't see me because.. I was dead. I knew who he was though. I knew who killed me. He laid low in the shadows, and watched me through the school walls. He torchered me in my dreams. He made me afraid of the dark. He made me lose sleep, because I was so terrified of the dreams he shot through my mind. I turned and walked through the door, and out of the house and down the tattered old stairs. I ran my hand over the rusted rails, and looked up at the hawks hovering above me. I smelt the scent of maple trees, and wild flowers. But, something, it wasn't right. I looked around. I could sense his lifeless soul. I could taste the hatred in my mouth. I wondered if he was watching me, laughing at my every move. Mocking me. "Can he even see me?" I would ask myself that single question over in my head multiple times. It would never be answered. I didn't know who he was, or why he had done the things he did. I just know he will pay, one way or another, he will pay for what he's done.
    Tip: Hadie is pronounced "Hay-dee" Not "Had-dee" (: & It only gets better! This is the beginning so it's going to be sort of boring- more explaining things to you so in the story you understand more. The next few chapters are more about Hadie because she's practically one of the main characters, you'll learn more throughout the story of why that is!
    You can comment on here or on my profile if you would like a reminder & I'll add your name to the list! Thanks so much for reading, and if you liked it thank you that much more♥

  9. DontFakeThatBeautifulSmile DontFakeThatBeautifulSmile
    posted a quote
    July 9, 2012 4:38am UTC
    Love IsLouder
    Than the pressure to be perfect <3
    -Demi Lavato <3
    format credit to OneDirection


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  12. iluhyoux iluhyoux
    posted a quote
    July 8, 2012 5:23pm UTC
    TheDevilMurderedMe.
    Chapter Two.
    "You don't understand! You'll never understand her!" I screamed at my mom standing in the doorway. That was three weeks before yesterday, I had actually talked my mom out of sending her. That was also the night I began to sleep in Hadies bed, as a protector, but that never seemed to work. "NO!! NO! NO! NO! LEAVE ME ALONE! STOP! NO! WHY!? HE'S BACK!" Never once had I seen the things she would talk about. I would be woken up everynight to her kicking her feet and screaming at the top of her lungs. I shook my head sending myself out of the flashback I was having, and back into reality. There was a part of me that understood why my mom had sent her there, and there was a part of me that wouldn't ever understand. After she had told my mom about the "voices" telling her to kill our puppy Tod, she had heard enough. Hadie is now there.
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    -Two months later-
    I awoke from my slumber, to the sound of thunder rolling through the sky. I looked at the clock. "Four in the morning?" I said outloud, drousily. My head was pounding. I slipped out of my bed and went to the bathroom to get some asprin. That was when I heard someone downstairs. I walked silently making the smallest steps possible trying not to make too much noise. I tip-toed past Kylin and Kaylins room and made my way to the stairs. I stopped and listened for a second, waiting for the noise to happen again so I could determine whether to wake mom and dad. I heard it again, the muffled sound of a voice. I quietly walked partly down the stairs and about 7 stairs down I seen the problem. Mom was at the kitchen table, crying silently with dad holding onto her shoulders as if to comfort her. She had breakdowns all the time, no thanks to her childhood. Her mother was abusive, and her father left before she was born. I'd be that way too, if I was her. When I looked over at my father, I realized this wasn't a breakdown. I could see the tears welling in his eyes when he looked at me. "Sit down Tabitha" my mom said, pausing to grab a tissue. She handed me it as I sat down. "What's wrong mom, why are you crying?" "Tabitha" She squeaked through the tears. "Hadie won't be coming back." "What do you mean." I said looking at her desperately for answers. "She had an asthma attack in her sleep, she slipped away in her sleep last night." My mouth dropped open, I stared at my father looking for some hint that it was a lie, but I seen the tear slip down his face. Dad never cried. I got up, walking towards the door. "Where are you going Tabitha?" My mom said standing up towards me. I never answered. I opened up the door, and I ran. I ran till I couldn't breathe, till I felt like my lungs were going to collapse. I flung myself onto the grass and cried, cried for everything that had ever happened to me, cried for Hadie and not talking my mom out of it, cried for myself.
    The sun had started coming up before I got up off the grass. My legs were itchy, and I had green grass stains on my pants. My mascara was running down my face. I looked like I had been through hell, and that was the truth.
    When I got back, everyone was up. There were tissues laying all over the place. I knew immediately that mom had told the kids. I knew Davin would be devistated. I started searching for him and found him in Hadies bedroom, sitting on her bed. "It's really true, isn't it? I hugged him, feeling the tears from his face seep into my shirt. "It's really true." I whispered into his ear. "But she's still here in soul, and she wouldn't want you to cry." I said to him, trying to make him feel better even though my heart was acheing. He looked up at me and smiled. "I know." He said as I wiped the tears from his face. "But you need to remember that too." He reached up and kissed the tear that was creeping down my cheek, and whispered that he loved me in my ear. I leaned over and whispered into his ear "and love you."
    Tip: Hadie is pronounced "Hay-dee" Not "Had-dee" (: & It only gets better! This is the beginning so it's going to be sort of boring- more explaining things to you so in the story you understand more. The next few chapters are more about Hadie because she's practically one of the main characters, you'll learn more throughout the story of why that is!
    You can comment on here or on my profile if you would like a reminder & I'll add your name to the list! Thanks so much for reading, and if you liked it thank you that much more♥

  13. Bb1998 Bb1998
    posted a quote
    July 8, 2012 5:45pm UTC
    It's hard to listen to your ex boyfriend that you still love
    talk about his new girlfriend.


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  15. ThatsSoMeee ThatsSoMeee
    posted a quote
    June 24, 2012 11:31am UTC
    The worst type of crying
    Is when your lips start to shake
    and tears build up quickly and fall
    fast.You're bent over or crouched
    trying to suck it in and not make any
    noise but it hurts too much to hold it
    in so you let out a yelp and a cry then
    comes the loss of breath which sucks
    because not only you're crying out loud
    but you think you sound dumb for not
    breathing too.
    It's just a mess...

  16. ThatsSoMeee ThatsSoMeee
    posted a quote
    July 7, 2012 2:57pm UTC
    Your prince will come
    He may not be riding a white horse ,
    or have a big castle.
    But he will want you,and only you
    and that will be better than any fairytale.

  17. xxLilRedxx xxLilRedxx
    posted a quote
    July 6, 2012 10:05pm UTC
    Beauty Tip For Split Ends!:)
    Get olive oil and heat it up not too much just till its nice and warm. Then massage it through your hair, and once done leave it to work its magic for half an hour. After that you can rinse the product away!:)


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  19. DontFakeThatBeautifulSmile DontFakeThatBeautifulSmile
    posted a quote
    July 8, 2012 12:11am UTC
    Then she closed her eyes found relief in a knife
    The blood flows as she cries. /:

  20. iluhyoux iluhyoux
    posted a quote
    July 7, 2012 3:32pm UTC
    TheDevilMurderedMe.
    Chapter One.
    It's like I'm living in some fantasy world. Where you get everything you want, without asking. News flash; Just a dream. When I woke up to find Hadie not in her room, Chills went up and down my spine. I walked into the living room wiping the boogers from my eyes. "Mom" I said as I walked towards her bedroom, "Where's Hadie?" "Not now Tabitha, she whispered as she turned her back towards me. I heard her talking softly into the phone like her whole life was a secret or something. She had always seemed to do this, so I wasn't expecting the next words that she had said. I walked away, and then I heard her voice begin to grow louder and echo through the door that I had cracked open. I heard the name Hadie and that she had "sent her to where she belonged". I opened the door with tear streaked eyes and let the words "How could you" slip out. I ran to my room, betrayal and hurt running down my face. I collapsed on my bed, hearing it creek loudly as I slammed myself onto it. I was the oldest out of all of my siblings. Me and my twin sister Catrina are 15, we have blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes. We're quite skinny, but don't worry, we eat like we're fat men in a food eating contest. Kaylin and Kylin are also twins too. They have jet black hair and dark drowned out brown eyes. They are two, and the pickiest two year olds you will EVER have met. Davin, on the other hand, was smarter than anyone I've ever known. He was also different from all of us. He had brown hair and dark sky blue eyes. He was a honoroll student, and was being moved from first grade to third grade. He had just turned seven. Nina and Bailey are the Identical twins. They were blonde headed as well, with ear length hair. They had almost a neon blue color eyes, and peachy skin. They were three months old, and no one could ever tell them apart. Hadie was my favorite sibling though. I may be 15, and she may be six, but she was my best friend, and no one would understand it but me. Just like my father had said, "Best friends come in all ages, shapes, & sizes. They are also the only ones who will be there with you through everything, when you least expect it."
    Tip: Hadie is pronounced "Hay-dee" Not "Had-dee" (: & It only gets better! This is the beginning so it's going to be sort of boring- more explaining things to you so in the story you understand more. The next few chapters are more about Hadie because she's practically one of the main characters, you'll learn more throughout the story of why that is!
    You can comment on here or on my profile if you would like a reminder & I'll add your name to the list! Thanks so much for reading, and if you liked it thank you that much more♥

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