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justsmile851
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January 13, 2012 9:54pm UTC

Temple Run.
a pointless game...
thats absolutely addicting.♥
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disappointment
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January 13, 2012 9:54pm UTC

i'm terrified of this dark thing THAT SLEEPS IN ME.

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writingmylovestory
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January 13, 2012 8:19pm UTC

Secrets
Chapter 14
I shut my eyes, realizing what I just said. I pushed myself up, and kciked off my shoes, running towards the water. I dug my toes into the sand, and felt shivers run down my spine as the waves slowly rolled up, touching me. I should have kept my mouth shut, and lied about how happy I was like I always do. But when I was around Micheal, I couldn't lie. It's like he had a power to make me tell the truth. Maybe I can trust him enough.
"Halley. Is there something you want to tell me," I heard Micheal ask, as he came up behind me.
I fell to my knees, getting my jeans soaked in the water, and I could feel the goosebumps on my skin. Before I knew, I started to pour my heart out.
"I'm not happy! People have it all wrong! It's an act! I put on that fake smile everyday, and pretend I have the perfect life. Great friends, amazing boyfriend. But it's all lies. People don't know that Brett is horrible! He freaking beats me! I have scars, cuts, and bruises to prove it. I don't love him. I hate him. But it's like we have to date! People expect us to. They think he is such a good boyfriend, but they don't know. And my 'friends.' I don't like them either. They are fake, backstabbers, and they don't care about me! They don't even know the real me. All they care about is popularity, their appearance, and gossip. I can't even talk to them about anything. Why call them my best friends? And my parents are never home, and they rarely check in they are wroking so much. I feel so neglected. They know nothing that is going on in my life, They are supposed to protect me and love me! I'm loved by no one! Not even myself! I'm just a girl filled with so many secrets. No one knows the half of it. "
I gulped, taking a deep breath, and felt my eyes watering up. Their was a small wave, that crashed into me, sending freezing water up my shirt. I shivered, but didn't budge. I was so broken, I couldn't get up.
"I'm sorry Micheal. I shouln't be complaining. But I have never told anyone this. You're like... a real friend. I've never had one before."
I heard Micheal swallow hard, and from the corner of my eye, I saw him bend down next to me. He wrapped his arm around me, not saying a word, and pulled me closer. I started to cry, and he was stroking my hair. For the first time, I felt like someone cared, and that he was always there. For the first time, I felt right with someone.
"Halley, your life is harder then I thought. Sorry for assuming wrong. But don't feel like you have no one. You have me. And I will be right here by your side."
*so sorry I havent posted in a while! it's been a busy few weeks. school, activities, and we just dealt with a sudden loss in the family. i'll try to post as much as I can!
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writingmylovestory
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January 2, 2012 7:04pm UTC

Secrets
Chapter 12
When I woke up, I was so confused. I was lying on a couch that wasn't mine. I looked around and was unfamiliar of the tiny living space, and noticed someone with a t-shirt and sweats in the kitchen.
"W-where am I," I asked the figure, my hand on my throbbing head.
He spun around and I immediately relaxed as I saw Micheal's worried face.
"You got wicked drunk, puked, and then passed out, and you were in no condition to drive, so I brought you here until you were...sober."
I nodded, trying to rmember what happened at the party.
I couldn't remember anything after Brett hitting me.
"I don't drink though."
Micheal raised his eyebrows and smirked.
"So do you usually act like that? All giggly, and flirty?"
I shook my head, and thought of how I could have gotten drunk without drinking. Then I remembered.
"The rootbeer!"
Micheal looked at me with a confused expression.
"What?"
I started to get loud as I said, "I drank alot of rootbeer, well I thought it was rootbeer, but it was actually beer. Go figure."
It was starting to all make sense. My vision was blurry because of the tears in my eyes, and I grabbed the closest thing to a rootbeer bottle, which was a beer.
"Oh. I get it."
Micheal stretched and his shirt rised up a bit, showing off his perfect abs.
My jaw dropped, and Micheal turned towards me, and I immediatelly shut my mouth and looked down to hide the fact I was blushing.
"So are you feeling better? Feel like you can drive?"
I didn't want to leave, but I couldn't stay here forever. If someone found out...
"Yeah. I think I'm capable of it. Thanks for uh, taking me in."
Micheal shrugged as if it were no big deal.
"Anytime."
I got up, and waved goodbye, then as I was walking out the door I stopped myself, and faced Micheal and asked,
"Hey Micheal? Could we uh, go to the beach maybe?"
He looked alarmed but he lifted a corner of his mouth, showing his cute little half smile.
"Of course."
*won't be writing as much because of school, but i'll try my best tto post stuff
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December 21, 2011 9:51pm UTC

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writingmylovestory
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December 19, 2011 7:37pm UTC

Secrets
Chapter 1
I drove up to this huge white house, with Christmas lights strung across the front. I assumed this was the address. I pulled into the driveway, and stopped my car. I took the keys out of the ignition, and sat there for a moment, bracing myself for what was to come. I took a breath, threw my keys in my purse, and got out of the car. I walked up to the house, more like mini mansion, and rang the doorbell. I fluffed my dark straight hair, adjusted my dress, and sucked in. Footsteps approached me, as a tall figure opened the door. "Hi. I'm Mr.Janson. You must be Brett's girlfriend, Hal ley." I nodded and flashed my pearly whites. "Yes sir." He smiled and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. Come on in. It's freezing outside." I thanked him and stepped inside, gasping about how beautiful the house was. A spiral staircase led upstairs, and wreathes were hanging from the stairs. Dozens of people were chatting, drinking out of fancy wine glasses, alll dressed up. There was a crystal chandelier hanging above me. "Your house is beautiful." Mr.Janson laughed and replied, "Oh this is nothing. But thank you. Let me take your coat." I slid off my coat, and handed it to him. He held it out to a small spanish woman, and she took it, and brought it to the front hall closet. I went to go searching for Brett, when a strong hand grabbed my arm. Their grasp was tight. They were squeezing the bruise. I yelped in pain, as they yanked me into a dark closet. The person breathed, and I could smell the taste of liquor on their breath. "Why are you so late?" I stuttered and choked out, "I'm sorry Brett. I was caught up in getting ready." I saw him raise his hand, as he brought it to my face, and slapped me. I wanted to cry so bad, but I was used to it. "When someone tells you to come at a certain time, you listen to them." I nodded and whispered, "Ok." He opened the door and pushed me out. I brought my hand to the cheek where he had hit me. If only I could brake up with him. Everyone expected us to date though. He's the most popular boy, I'm the most popular girl. It's like we are forced to fake our love. I wanted someone better, who will treat me right, and protect me from bastards like him. A young woman, about 30, started talking to us, and Brett wrapped his hand around my waist, listening intently, acting like nothing happened. Classic Brett. He kissed my cheek, and chills ran up my spine. I was scared of my own boyfriend.
*how do you guys like it so far? comments appreciated :)
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i_live_in_my_fantasies
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January 13, 2012 7:42pm UTC

There is a clear differrence between
What is SAID
& What is IMPLIED

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rockstarrxx13
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November 20, 2011 1:33pm UTC

Some of the best things in life are not seen
that's why we close our eyes when we kiss,sleep,and dream.
*no*n

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OMGIMATACO
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June 15, 2011 10:48pm UTC

them:were you dropped as a baby?
me:yea, into a pool of sexy

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xomiissyyxo
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January 26, 2011 7:07pm UTC

my teacher pointed at me with his ruler & said
" at the end of this ruler is an idiot!"
i got detention after i asked him which end he was referring too
notmine

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