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  1. ItzMiranda ItzMiranda
    posted a quote
    December 30, 2011 4:26am UTC
    Theres so many people out there with so much to say, but they never do.
    suicide, anger, regret.
    thats what"keeping things inside" does.
    everyone needs a friend to turn to.
    someone to trust and talk to.
    I think we all need to wake up & realize
    what we say, what we do,
    the looks we give, the choices we make
    effects others lives more then we know.

  2. ItzMiranda ItzMiranda
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    October 15, 2011 7:17pm UTC
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    August 12, 2011 1:32am UTC
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  4. YoungMoney_ YoungMoney_
    posted a quote
    July 31, 2011 3:13am UTC
    Format by Sandrasaurus
    They say real girls ain't never perfect,
    perfect girls ain't never real.
    -Drake.
    nmf

  5. YoungMoney_ YoungMoney_
    posted a quote
    July 31, 2011 3:49am UTC
    •○•○•○•♥○•○•○•○•○•○•○
    Still I rise, still i fight, still I might crack a smile
    ♥Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters tell em' hi
    Nicki Minaj
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  6. mumblebumble mumblebumble
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    July 29, 2011 7:50am UTC
    did witty's search bar
    switch to google custom search for anyone else?
    or is it just me? o:
    NMF

  7. wittywritersx3 wittywritersx3
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    July 27, 2011 12:19pm UTC
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  8. wittywritersx3 wittywritersx3
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    July 27, 2011 6:38pm UTC
    double vision.
    part 10 // peanut43998
    I went downstairs and looked around. No one was down there. There was a note on the table.
    "Left to get eggs and milk for cake. Be back soon. Love, mom."
    I ripped up the note and threw it in the trash.
    'Cassandra' was missing. Well at least in their eyes, she was. But this is how they treat it? Make a cake like some sort of party? Okay, so I knew I wasn't as loved as Ashley was. But I didn't know I was that unloved.
    I ran up to my room and looked around once again at the destruction. I didn't feel like cleaning it all up. Maybe I could lie. I could tell my parents that I was upset about Cassandra and messed up my room. Maybe they'd clean it up for me.
    I shook my head at the idea. It would keep my mind occupied.
    I found a broom and started sweeping up the glass. I heard a voice.
    "You're doing the wrong thing!" It was almost like a scream.
    "Who are you? Where are you?" I shouted to the voice.
    "Come clean. You don't deserve to live, Cassandra. And if you don't come clean, I'll do it for you."
    I ran out the door and down the street. Maybe a walk would be good for me. I might not hear the voice.
    "You thought you could get away from me." The voice said so quietly that it was almost a whisper. They chuckled to themselves.
    I whirled around. No one was there.
    I kept up my walk. I heard a loud breath like someone would do on a prank call.
    That walk eventually turned into a run. I ran across the street, not caring if someone would run me over. Maybe it would be good for me. No one would have to worry about me. I wouldn't be questioned. I wouldn't hear these voices.
    I shook my head at the idea and kept running. I eventually came to a forest. No voices.
    "I'm still here." I heard. Okay, so I guess there were voices.
    I turned around and looked.
    "Hello!?" I called out into the abandoned forest. "Hello?" I repeated.
    "It's just you and me." I tried to recognize the voice.
    Did it sound like my neighbor, Angela. I thought about Angela. She was always home. She was a young lady, maybe in her early forties or something. I didn't remember ever hearing of any family members. Not even a husband. She just stayed in the house.
    A sickening thought entered my mind.
    Did she see what I did?

  9. wittywritersx3 wittywritersx3
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    July 28, 2011 1:54pm UTC
    double vision.
    part 11 // eknovels
    I took a deep breath, clenching my fists and trying to look unafraid. "Who are you?"
    "Oh, Cassandra," the voice said, chuckling to itself once again. "It's honestly not that hard to figure out if you'd just think about it."
    My eyes filled with tears, and soon enough I was bawling. "Just leave me alone!" I screamed, letting out another sob.
    When the voice didn't speak again, I said through gritted teeth, "Angela, I know it's you."
    Still no reply.
    I couldn't help but feel uneasy. I tried to feel relieved that they were leaving me alone, but something told me they'd be back - something told me I wasn't getting away that easy.
    Only then did I realize that I'd broken into a run. I was making my way through the forest, fists still clenched as tight as possible. After a while, the burning in my legs became too much. I collapsed onto the ground and curled up into a ball, quietly sobbing as I fell into a dreamless sleep on the forest floor.
    I woke up to the sound of men's voices, shouting.
    "I think I see something!" one man shouted.
    I heard leaves rustling as the voices came closer. My eyes were still closed, but I felt as if they were just standing there, watching me.
    "Is this her?" one man asked, out of breath.
    I felt something wet on my leg and heard sniffing. I scrunched my nose when I smelled the always recognizable scent of dog breath in my face. I heard the dog bark a few times, and then a pair of strong arms wrapped around me, holding me like a baby.
    "Call the mother," one man said, "She's been worried sick."
    As the man walked me through the woods, I heard police sirens in the distance, slowly becoming louder and louder until they were practically ringing in my ears.
    "My baby!" I heard my mother cry. I heard the click-clack of her high heels as she ran up to us. "Is she awake?"
    I opened my eyes and smiled weakly. "Hi Mom."
    I couldn't help but feel happy. My Mom was this worried about me! She never showed this much care before!
    "Hi Ash," she replied sweetly, brushing the hair from my eyes.
    And suddenly it all made sense. My Mom wasn't worried about me. Those guys weren't worried about me. No one was worried about me. It was Ashley they were worried about. That's how it'd always be.

  10. wittywritersx3 wittywritersx3
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    July 28, 2011 7:57pm UTC
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    July 29, 2011 4:09pm UTC
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  12. wittywritersx3 wittywritersx3
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    July 29, 2011 10:34pm UTC
    doublevision.
    part 14 // peanut43998
    "Ash!" I heard someone call after me. I was half way to Ashley's car at the end of the school day when I turned around. Emma Keifer was running after me. Ashley's second best friend.
    "Hey." I said and smiled. I felt my throat tighten up at the sound of hearing "Ash" being referred to me. I'd have to get used to that.
    "Do you want to hang out tomorrow after school?" She asked with a smile on her face. She was acting kind of weird. The smile almost looked fake.
    "Yeah, of course!" I smiled back as real as I could.
    "Cool. We can go out and get some of your favorite Iced Cappuccino." She said and put her hand on her shorts awkwardly.
    "Yeah, of course." I said less enthusiastically. What flavored Cappuccino was that again?
    "Alright, see you tomorrow!" She blew a kiss and skipped away.
    I got into Ashley's car and started driving. I couldn't help but wonder how this meeting would go. What if I said something wrong? What if she asked me about how if I knew 'Cassandra' was doing and I said something dumb like "I'm fine."? That would totally blow my cover. I'd be behind bars in no time.
    I shut my eyes as long as the stoplight would allow me. This wasn't as easy as I thought it would be.
    Could it get any more complicated?
    I walked quietly into Ashley's room. My mom was sleeping. She was probably tired from being worried about 'Cassandra'.
    She probably wasn't worried about me. She was probably relieved to have me gone. If it were up to her, she'd probably be partying about losing me. She did buy a cake, after all.
    I plopped down on my dead sister's bed and looked around the room. Everything was cleaned up and back in order. My mom re-organized the room neatly.
    My eye caught something in the mirror. It was under the bed. I stood up and looked under the huge bed. It was a diary.
    "My diary" was scribbled on the cover in what looked like Ashley's 7th grade handwriting. I couldn't help myself from looking in it. Maybe it had information about that day I was pushed in the lake.
    I opened the diary, hands shaking. Was I nervous to find out who was following me? Or would I be relieved in the end? It probably wouldn't even have any information about the time in 7th grade. But I still let my eyes scan over the little words on the page.
    "Oh my gosh, I'm so excited." Typical diary entry for Ashley. "I'm going to New York with a couple of my friends! I like, can't wait. I'm asking Cassandra to go just so I can trick her into thinking I love her." I swallowed back the tears, but continued reading. "Devilish plan, huh? No one likes her, so why not humiliate her? I don't like her either. I don't even love her. What could go wrong? She'll kill me?" One tear fell from my cheek and soaked into the old piece of notebook paper. But still, I continued. "Just kidding. She would never kill me. I swear, I'm like her idol. She wouldn't hurt a fly, let alone her own blood. Emma, Annie, Isabelle, and Emma are so excited to go. They know about my plan. And they're in on it. They're going to pretend that they like her, but they really don't. I'm practically laughing my head off writing this. This plan is going to be great."
    I remembered that night at the lake in New York. We were sitting by the lake when I was talking to Emma.
    ----
    "Look at the way Ashley walks." I said, watching my sister waddle away. This was before I was pushed in. Ashley walked off to go get another Iced Cappuccino. "She waddles like a duck." I turned my head to look at Emma throw her head back and laugh.
    "She does waddle like a duck, now that I think of it." She said and laughed even more. "Nice one, Cass. I might even grow to like you." She held her hand out for me to high-five, and I did exactly what she meant by it. She laughed as if it was the funniest thing in the world when she saw Ashley coming back.
    ----
    My mind connected the two memories.
    Emma's laugh was the same laugh I'd heard in the bathroom today.

  13. ItzMiranda ItzMiranda
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    July 24, 2011 9:06pm UTC
    "All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet"
    Wait.... what?

  14. Forgotten_Secrets Forgotten_Secrets
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    July 11, 2011 4:00am UTC
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  15. Forgotten_Secrets Forgotten_Secrets
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    July 11, 2011 3:28am UTC
    We walk the same path, but got on different shoes
    c h a p t e r 2 R a y l e n e:
    I woke up in the morning with a pounding in my head.
    "Ughhh" I moaned. I was in Breanna Castros backyard, with my pants on backwards and Ryan Harolds arm wrapped around my waist. "Ohhh no" I said as I up. "No, stay Maria." he mumbled as he yanked me back to the ground. I grabbed a cup full of beer and poured it onto his face.
    "What the hell!" he yelled. "Ryan, what did we do last night?!" I asked him. He grabbed a used condom and threw it at me. "Now do you remember?" he said and winked. "This is bad Ryan! I barley know you and you have a girlfriend that you have been dating for a year!" I yelled.
    "Only 8 months actually, and she doesn't have to know." he said and leaned in to kiss me. "Your disgusting." I said and slapped him. He held up his hand as if he was going to hit me back, but he stopped in his tracks. "Thats what I thought" I said and threw the condom at him. I walked to the living room and there was people sleeping everywhere. On the ground, on the couch, on the stairs. I stepped over people until i finally made it to the front door. Breannas house was huge. I barley knew her though.
    I walked out to my car and one of the back doors were open.
    There was a couple back there and the girl didnt have pants on. Then i realized it was Breanna and a guy named John from my spanish class.
    "Breanna?!" I said. She mumbled back words but I didnt know what she said. I went back inside and found Breannas keys on the kitchen counter. I walked outside and pressed the unlock button.I heard a car go beeeep!
    Jackpot.
    It was Breannas Merzades Benz that she got for her 16th birthday. I hopped in, and backed out into the grass. I did dougnuts in her front lawn then sped away. I left tracks in the grass but I didnt care.
    Young. Wild. and Free.
    *Kinda seems short, eh?
    Ha, oh well. Click the heart if you like and ill post a new one just for you. (:
    Check out my profile for more info. :D

  16. Forgotten_Secrets Forgotten_Secrets
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    July 11, 2011 2:57am UTC
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  17. ItzMiranda ItzMiranda
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    July 4, 2011 3:49am UTC
    Its like a workof art
    that never gets to see the light,
    keep you beneath the stars
    wont let you touch the sky.♥

  18. ItzMiranda ItzMiranda
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    July 4, 2011 3:17am UTC
    see that fishtank over there?
    Yeah, I Just tapped that. ♥

  19. ItzMiranda ItzMiranda
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    June 26, 2011 4:58pm UTC
    Spongebob: The Krusty Krab Pizza is the pizza for you and me,
    The Krusty Krab Pizza is the pizza
    Squidward: and my feet are killing me!
    Spongebob: The Krusty Krab Pizza is the pizza free del-iv-ery!
    The Krusty Krab Pizza is the pizza very ta-as-ty!
    THE KRUSTY KRAAAHHHAAAAHHHHAAAAABBBB PIZZA IS THE PIZZA FOR YOU AND MEEEHHEEEEEHHEEEEHEEEEE!

  20. ItzMiranda ItzMiranda
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    June 26, 2011 12:11am UTC
    we fly high; no lie, you know itt.
    BALLLLLLIINNNNNNN

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