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Summer-Lynn

I'm Summer-Lynn. Just Summers fine. I'm 16, I love writing stories. I'm in love with twilight. I'm very, very, very, very, very, very, very obsessive over it. I can't talk more about it because I'll go into a whole reflex of twilight. Haaha <3 I'll be really intrested in knowing what team your  on. :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

I have three sisters. Tori-Mai,  Aubree-Grace and Myra-Rose. I have one brother called 
Riley-Blake. Aubree and Myra have a different dad and Riley has a different  mom. 

I live in Carnegie Hill in New York. I moved from Austraillia. :) 

Oh, about me? >> I'm very  friendly, I make friends with everyone! If someones rude to me, I just laugh it off and take it like a job. I mean, I'm insecure, but I'm not going to let one person  ruin my life :) So let's get rocking. I love dancing. I also love hipster style. I love swimming and  diving etc. I really love twilight like I said. Badly. :) I'm good at school, but I let stupid things make me cheeky to the teachers, I'm such a baby. Haahaa x Byeee x


My top says "Every one likes my blog" or somthing x

My eyes are odd ^

 

  1. Summers_Stories Summers_Stories
    posted a quote
    August 20, 2012 8:54am UTC
    Apolagetic Kisses
    Prolouge
    "Morning." I said, walking down the stairs in my blue dressing gown. My mom was sitting by the kitchen table, face in hands. Little sobs came out of her every now and then. "What's wrong?" I asked, giving her some tissue. Nothing. I asked again. She told me to go away, with the gesture of here tear dried hands. I sat down next to her. "What's wrong? Mom? Please tell me.." I begged. She looked up. Her face was pale and her eyes were red raw. Mascara stains were half way down her cheeks and her perfect pearlies were chattering. "Mom?" I whispered, patting her back. She bit her lips and started to sob words "It's your father." She burst into fits of tears. I started to worry. "Wha-What about him? Mom? MOM! Tell me! NOW!" I was shaking. She shook her head. "Your Dad...Your...your...he's...he's..dead." She started to bang her head on the table. I focused my eyes, but they were blurry and misty. "Wha..." I started to cry. I got up, I ran out of the room and out of the door. I ran into the street and landed on my knees. I screamed as loud as I could, I started to bang the ground with my fists until they bled. I threw the stones from the ground at houses and shops. I couldn't bare it. I started to remember my dad. Even though it was hard. My father was a Army recruit. Every day me and my mother were in fear. We both knew this day would come. I started to sob louder. My dad was the closest person to me. Since I had no friends and my mother was...lets just say misunderstanding. When he came home for breaks from work, he'd sit me on his lap, despite my age of 14. And he'd stroke my hair and cuddle me. I remember his kisses on my forehead when I was sleeping. "NOOOOO" I screamed.
    I felt a hand land on my back.
    "Are you okay?"
    Ooohhh...Sorry it's not long. It;s only the prolouge. The chapters are gonna bee longer. Promise <3. Fave if you read it and ask if you want to be notified. All feedback will be replied to if I can. Thank you x

  2. Summers_Stories Summers_Stories
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    August 12, 2012 4:56pm UTC
    Every night I lay awake
    ...unable to cry
    I start to feel ugly and worthless,
    » Imagining the pretty girls who have eys bluer than the sky,
    It hurts to know, that I'm alone
    Broken and useless, But I know I CANNOT moan,
    I'm hurt and lonely, but I smile anyway.>>
    formats_xo

  3. Summers_Stories Summers_Stories
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    August 12, 2012 4:44pm UTC
    My names Tara and I am three,
    We sleep in the garage, my bear and me,
    I can't cry loud, because if I do,
    my daddy will shout and hit me to,
    I didn't want to make him mad,
    But I don't know why he makes me sad,
    I tried to be good and serve him my best,
    but he decides all the rest.
    I'm alone right now, almost asleep,
    but How can I sleep when I can hear my dads feet,
    it's coming closer...closer...closer..
    I'm sliding into my covers...lower...lower,
    He hits me and strangles me,
    until I can not breathe,
    He throws me at the wall,
    No more greif.
    My names Tara and I am three.
    Tonight..my daddy murdered me.
    STOP CHILD ABUSE

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  4. Summers_Stories Summers_Stories
    posted a quote
    August 11, 2012 8:28pm UTC
    Shortest Scary Story Ever:
    'I'

  5. Summers_Stories Summers_Stories
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    August 11, 2012 8:12pm UTC
    Promises and Lies
    Prologue
    I met Dale when I was 14. He was always the only guy I liked. All the other boys were too immature and too...stupid-like. He was different....he was smart and mature, yet strong and skillicious. I fell for him as soon as he started at Larkside High School.
    When he asked me out I was dumstruck, I mean...Dale Ryan, the most coolest, smartest, popularist boy in the entire asking me, the boring, book-worm girl who you say 'Hi' to and never talk to again. You could say it was the best day of my life. Oh..I mean..was...was the best day of my life.
    "Lexie! Lexie!" Dale called, as I walked out of our school gates. "Come 'ere"
    I walked over to him, and his friends, flipping my ginger curls with passion.
    "Lexie? We're going to Josie's party tonight..wanna come?" He asked me, pulling me closer.
    I nuzzled my nose up to him. "Yeah, sure babe." He kissed me lightly on my chin and sat me on his knee.
    Everyone else in his 'crew' cooed and teased.
    I saw Lindsey move her head over to the side. I got up and walked with her.
    "Whats up, Lindy?" I asked, moving my loose hair to the side.
    "It's Dale...I heard him talking. He was saying he's going to finally 'nail' you tonight or whatever..At Josie's party." I narrowed my eyebrows.
    "What? Lin, you don't know Dale like me. We've been together for a year and a half. He's never tried anything on me. I know he won't." I said, a tiny bit offended.
    "Okay..Lex..just be careful..okay."
    We cuddled and walked back.
    I walked off with Dale. "What was that about, Lex?" He asked
    "She was just clarifiying what she was wearing, to make sure I wouldn't wear the same. Coz' that keeps happening.." I lied.
    He nodded and clasped my hands.
    I thought the party was going to be the typical teenage party.
    Beer..wine..kissing..beer..wine...kissing...snogging..snogging and what-not.
    But it wasn't.
    I wore my best and secxxy clothes.
    My short black and red dress. I looked hot. I knew I did.
    "Wow!" Dale said, as I walked up to his car.
    "Yeah, qwick just drive, before my dad see's what I'm wearing." I slapped his knee and jumped in his car.
    "Here we are. You ready hon?" He asked me, grasping my hand tightly.
    We pulled up to Josies huge beach house.
    "Yeah babe. Com' on" I told him getting out.
    "You dance great!" Dale screamed at me.
    "WHAT!" I screamed back. I couldn't hear him over the loud music.
    "YOU DAN- Nevermind."
    I shrugged and continued to shake my arms in the air and wiggle my hips.
    He started to kiss me as I was dancing. I put my arms around his neck.
    He picked me up and he carried me up the stairs.
    "What are you doing?" I asked, as he threw me on the bed.
    "Come on. I've waited long enough." He begged.
    I shrugged. "We're only 16." I reminded him,
    "Old enough," He corrected me.
    I shrugged again and continued to kiss him.
    I couldn't control what was happening.
    I honestly and utterly couldn't stop.
    I guess he didn't use a 'condom' or it broke or something.
    "Your pregnant." The doctor told me, checking the tests.
    I scrunched my face up and looked at Dale. "Dale..Dale..wha-wha" I started to cry.
    "It's going to be fine, Lexie. Calm down...Calm down."
    I started to cry onto his sholder.
    He put his face into his hands. I felt his sholders bob a bit. He was sobbing.
    I wiped my eyes with my fists and started to pat his back.
    "I think you need to tell your parents, Sweet heart." The nurse said, giving me the tests.
    I nodded and got up.
    "We're in sh/t" I cried, walking out the hospital.
    I tried to imagine telling my mom.
    I guess I lost my childhood in that hospital,
    that day.
    That night.
    Nothing was the same since.
    Kinda short, I know. But it's only because it's the prologue...the chapters will be longer. I promise! I'm thinking it's a little cheesy and crap, but it's gonna get better x
    Please write feedback x I will love you forever.
    If you want to be notified for chapter one, comment on my PROFILE!

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  6. Summers_Stories Summers_Stories
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    August 11, 2012 5:00pm UTC
    My names sarah and I am fourteen,
    tonight a man murdered me,
    I tried to run, I promise I swear,
    but his legs were faster, then my legs could bare,
    he held me and hurt me,
    until I took my last breathe,
    my poor, old mother, doesn't know where I am,
    hiding inside, a white van,
    blood streaming from my head,
    I wish she knows I'm okay,
    up above in the sky,
    no more pain or tears, I'm fine. I love you mom,
    goodbye and goodnight.
    STOP MURDERS

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    MY poem!

  7. Summers_Stories Summers_Stories
    posted a quote
    August 11, 2012 4:54pm UTC
    My daughters hiding,
    under the bed,
    her daddys coming,
    and she's supposed to be in bed,
    she knows if he finds out that I,
    let her out and sang her a lulliaby,
    that he will beat me,
    his own wife,
    but if I'm lucky, there will be no beatings tonight.
    But If I somehow don't survive,
    I hope my daughter,
    remembers the lulliby.
    STOP DOMESTIC VILONCE

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  8. Summers_Stories Summers_Stories
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    August 11, 2012 10:32am UTC
    My names Angie, And I am five.
    I sleep in the basment, and I don't cry.
    If I do, my mommy will shout,
    and my dad will beat me, thats no doubt,
    I have no friends,
    only one,
    My older sister, watching from above,
    my daddy beated her, until she died,
    thats the only time my mommy allowed me to cry,
    I hope my silent cries, don't wake my daddy,
    because I don't want to die.
    I want to live.
    I'm sorry daddy,
    for whatever I did.
    STOP CHILD ABUSE

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  9. Summers_Stories Summers_Stories
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    August 11, 2012 9:53am UTC
    L.O.V.E
    ***Prolouge***
    (Crimsons P.O.V)
    I don't do ANYTHING I don't want to do. That's the honest god truth. I didn't like any boys. I was independent. That was the way it was going to, well thats what I thought.
    I mean, who couldn't be attracted to him? He joined our school like he'd known everyone since the day he was born. He had like fourty friends the moment he stepped past our iron gates. All the girls who were "too good" for high school boys, all a sudden loved him. I stayed on my bench, that I sat on every lunch time. I continued to read my book as if he didn't even excist. He obviously found it attracting that I was taking no notice. He pushed past every one and sat next to me. He looked at the book I was reading. "Dave Pelzer? I love his books. So...demanding and insperational." He gestured. I looked up and narrowed my eye brows. He wasn't what I thought. I thought he was another typical stupid jock. "Mmmm..." I mummbled. He looked at me for a second. I thought he was going to kiss me or something. I leaned back. "Uhm...what?" I asked, with a hint of laid back attidude. He shrugged and looked at everyone else. "Caydence..you?"
    I looked at him. His eyes were amazing. Dreamy and beautiful. "Umm...eh..Cr-Crimson." I stuttered fastly. He laughed and whispered "Beautiful."
    There was something about him. He was different to every one else. He was smart and skillful. He had every detail to make him perfect. Surely this was tooo good to be true. Maybe it's true, theres something different about him. Something peculiar.
    So I started to investigate.
    I DID hang around with him..and follow him. And did everything he wanted to do. But I was doing this to find out more about him. Like..
    I didn't love him or anything.
    OMG! It'ts done guys! What do you thing? Prolouge, of the first witty story by Summer-Lynn. See that comment button, click that and do me a favor. Just write some awesome feedback, pleeeaassee? Tell me what you think. It is quite short, I know, but it's quite good for a short prolouge. Please enjoy and ask to be notified. I'll try to get back to all your feedback x
    Oh and one thing.
    Comment for SPY
    Fave for PRINCE.
    DECIDE THE STORY ^^

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