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1. themonstersinside
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   July 19, 2012 2:48pm UTC
   The Monsters InsideChapter two : Harlow.Part two. The flower, the Nightenglaster, was in the hands of a boy. It was just like the one in my hair. I shifted my gaze on the guy, instead of the flower. I found myself going into shock.Harlow, he was beautiful. He was leaning against the wall, looking like a male model for a photoshoot. He looked taller than my five foot three, and his plaid shirt made his body look lean and musclar. His dark skinny jeans fit his body well. He wore vans, like me. I looked up at his face; he was looking around. From this angle, I saw his perfect jawline, and the set of his chin. His golden blonde hair was practically shinning in the sun, and fell down straight to just above his eyebrows. I felt dizzy when I realized i had stopped walking. And Breatheing.I restarted to breathe, and turned to see what he was looking at. It was a girl, the perfect girl. She was thin and beautiful and everything a girl would want to be. She was waving at him. She must have felt me looking because she looked right at me and smirked.I mentally cussed at her and hated Harlow for being so gorgeous. I don't want to meet a guy that was so clearly out of my league. I didn't want to make a fool of myself, for Todd or not. I was going to turn around and go home. My head had other thoughts. It was turning back to look at Harlow, without my permission. I saw two eyes looking into mine. They were as deep and blue as the ocean.My feet started walking towards him, on their own record. Traitor feet. I didn't want to meet this beautiful boy with the ocean eyes for a reason I couldn't remember. I wanted to turn and run, because this boy was so perfect, so unreal, that I knew he wasn't. He had to be a part of halluciantions. Dispite that, my feet kept moving foward. Harlows eyes never left mine.From the corner of my eye, I saw that girl also start to walk towards him, but he didn't awknowledge her. I was getting closer, and I would make it there before she would.Twenty feet away. Fifteen. Ten. Five. Then I was there."Genevieve." His voice was like melting honey, snowfall, summer, ice cream. All of the worlds sweetest and happiest moments and items and objects and things could not compare to his voice. His gorgeous voice."Harlow," I said, my voice sounding weak and small. I cleared my throat. Authors note:a special thanks to alyssa & sammy,i'm sorry for keeping you waiting(; yea, this was really short. oh welll.*comment to be notified.
   
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2. themonstersinside
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   July 16, 2012 3:13pm UTC
   The Monsters InsideChapter two : Harlow.Part one. I couldn't sleep all night. I tossed and turned, dreading the morning. But it was here. I didn't even sleep, like that was going to help.I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I had nothing better to do than to start getting ready, even though it was only five A.M. There was no point in laying in my bed for another hour.I looked out the window. It was still dark. Would it be warm today? Who knew. I sighed, then walked off to take a shower. I needed to use the hot water to relax my muscles for a good ten minutes before I could even start showering. The smell of my favorite shampoo and body wash helped alot. I took extra time to shave, and an extra face wash. When I got out, I was all clean and a little calmed down. By the time I got to my room, I was worse then I started.Why was I freaking out? Was it because I might be meeting another figment of my imagination? Or was it because Todd might be right; he could be real?There really wasn't much to do. My long hair was naturally curly, which complimented the sandy brown color. I didn't wear makeup; I had no one to impress. My mom says I don't need it anyways. According to her, my bright green eyes stand out with or without makeup. That meant the only thing to do was get dressed. I put on a white elbow-lenght button up shirt, and a pair of jean shorts. My black Vans were a must. I clipped the Nightenglaster in my hair, right behind my bangs. I put on my anchor necklace, and a pair of diamond studs in my ears. I stared at my relfection in the mirror, it stared back at me. I looked myself up and down, and turned away from the girl in the mirror. I walked down stairs to eat some breakfast. The clock read 6:15. I still had so much time. I ate my cereal with deliberate slowness, taking each bite with extra care. When I finshed, I washed my bowl in the sink, and dried it. I washed everything else that was in the kitchen. It wasn't much. My mom was a clean freak. I had nothing else to do, so it was time to go to town. I walked upstairs one at a time, dragging my feet. I grabbed my black backpack, and put my rarely used walet inside, along with my phone and pocket knife. I put my headphones in my ears and stuffed my ipod in my pocket.Seven oh two. It was a two hour walk from my house to town, and another 5 minutes to the clock tower. I let myself get lost in the music. That's how I liked it. When people don't understand, music does. Nobody really does undestand me, especially my mother. The only person who ever got me was my father-- I cut my thought off there.Back to my mother. She was the one who chose my name. It means "white" or "fair." Not like she bothered to look it up. My mother saw beauty in everthing, and saw right down to the truth of things. She was one of those people who could make anyone smile. Her name is Felicity."It fits you well, Mom," I told her one night, a long time ago."And why do you think so, little guppie?" She teased, ruffling my hair."It means 'happy,'" I said. "You are very happy.""Only cause I have you," she said as a smile as bright as the moon in the darkness shone on her face.The memory made me feel sad for some unknown reason. I turned my music up louder and tried not to think about anything but the beat of the drums. I could feel time passing as I looked at the sun starting to rise.The town came into view. It was a pretty town, but it was only 9:30. What waI going to do for three hours? I took out my earbuds and went into a small shop. It was very nice, and had a lot of stuff. I looked around at every possible thing, nothing capturing my attention. I left, and went to the next shop. That was how I spent my morning, looking at old things, new things, and trying on clothes.I noticed it was getting close to one, so I headed out towards the clock tower where I was suppossed to meet "Harlow."I saw the tower first, five minutes to one. It must have been at least 100 feet in the air. It was so beautiful. They didn't build towers like these anymore. The tower was made of beautiful white bricks - or where they stones?- that had a small pattern across the format. It was hard to tell what the pattern was because of the thousands of vines that had grown and wrapped around the circular tower. The pointed top had windows in it. It reminded me of a princess, locked away. She would be up there, staring out the window. Waiting, she would be waiting for her prince to come and save her.But where were the gaurds? Where was the rest of castle? Where was the dragon that would try to stop him? I guess the best place to hid a princess would be in the middle of a crowd, where everybody looks but nobody sees. With a sigh, I reminded myself that this wasn't a fairy tale, and there was no princess, or her prince.I looked away from the clock tower, and saw the coffee shop. The sign read "Charlie's Coffee" and I would bet that was the one Todd mentioned. Something caught my eye.A white Nightenglaster.Authors note:kind of long, no?this was boring, too.anyways, for those still reading, thanks(:youre the reason i still post.*comment to be notified.
   
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3. themonstersinside
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   July 14, 2012 4:32pm UTC
   The Monsters InsideChapter one : Fireflies in the dark.Part four. Fireflies.They came out, all lighting and then going away. There must have been thousands."You would not believe your eyes, if ten million fireflies, lit up the world as I fell asleep," Todd sang softly, quoting Owl City as the fireflies came around us."Did you know," I said as one brightly lit in Todd'd face, the glow made it illuminate the darkness, "that in some species of fireflies, the females trick the males into thinking they want to mate. They eat them instead."To my surprise, Todd laughed. "Wow, Ve. You would know that." Most people said "Ew." or would make a face. "Watch this," Todd said devilishly. He got up quickly and before I knew it, he was back. He was standing above me with this hands together, cupping something.I stood up to see the firefly that he had most likely captured in his hands. He opened them, and I was perplexed.It was a flower, a beautiful white flower that I had never seen before in my life. It had about six petals, all long and seemed to be coming out. The flower also seemed to be glowing, like the moon. The stem of the flower was thick, and looked dark against the glow.As I stared in amazement, Todd answered my unspoken question. "It's a nightenglaster. They are very rare and unheard of. They only come out and night, and when fireflies are present. I want you to wear it in your hair tomorrow so when you meet Harlow, he'll know who you are right away.""Tomorrow?" I asked. Why did I need to wear a flower in my hair if we were meeting in the woods?He handed me the flower has he said, "Yes, tomorrow. At one, you will meet him in town. You know the clock tower? He will be under it, next to the side with the coffee shop. Harlow doesn't know his way around the forest, and the last thing I need is to go find him stumbling around, lost. Wear something nice. Once you've found him, get to somewhere private. Got all that?" I just nodded as he stared at me. He looked behind him, and said quickly, "I have to go now. Good luck!" He turned and ran into the forrest.I was alone with the fireflies, but even most of them seemed to have dissapear into the darkness. Their glow didn't seem as bright without Todd's skin to relfect the light.I started to walk home; what was the point in standing around? Even in the dark, I could find my way home. My sence of direction and my memory were very usefull. "Poor Halow," I thought to myself as I looked at the nightenglaster, "Can't even find the lake without a trail." I wondered how he found out? That he wasn't good in the woods, I mean. Maybe he got lost when he was younger. I went through all the possibilties I could think of. It was hard, because I knew nothing about him except that he lives a couple miles north. And he can see Todd, too.My house lights came into view, and I saw a van pulling out of the driveway. I started walking with more urgancy. We never had any visitors. I got to the front door and found it open. I got more worried by the second. "Mom?" I called as I walked into the house."Yes, hun?" she called back, coming from the kitchen.Relief swept over me as I stopped. "Who was that?"She stopped, too. "The man for the spiders," she said slowly. "Is something wrong?"I composed my face into a smile. "No, nothing's wrong. But thats great! No more spiders in the house!"She beamed back. She was an easy person to make happy. "I know! He sprayed all the windows and doors so they can't come back in! Come on, I fixed dinner. Did you eat?"Where would I eat? A friend'd house? Ha. I thought. "No," I said simply and followed her into the kitchen. Dinner was a berry pie. It was filled with low-fat cream, and a bunch of different berries. I couldn't believe she made it herself."Mom?" I asked while she finished her dinner. She made a noise that signaled she was listening. I washed my plate in the sink and put in the drying rack before continuing. "Can I go to town tomorrow?"She looked up, startled. "Why?"My mom knew I didn't like public places much. It wasn't that I didn't like the place, it was the people. The fake people. The monsters. The people like Todd. The people who looked real, but weren't. It is weird when you're waiting for your mom outside the store and you start talking to someone that nobody else can see. When you're five, people don't care as much. When youre 13, thats when you get the faces. It was a slip. That one had just seemed so real. I like to stear clear of public places, for safety measures."I need new clothes. I want to go shopping." It wasn't a lie, the first part."Well, alright. Do you have money?" She asked, looking at me strangly."Yes," I had money, but I had no intentions on spending it. I wanted to escape to my room. "I'm going to bed.""Ok. 'Night, sweetheart." The last thing I saw was her surprised expression before I ran to my room. authors note; blah. boring!Anyways, chapter two is better. *comment to be notified.
   
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4. themonstersinside
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   July 13, 2012 7:15pm UTC
   The Monsters InsideChapter one : Fireflies in the dark.Part three. "Hey, Ve!" I saw Todd waving at me from a rock by the water as the lake came into view. He was wearing black sweatpants, even though it was hot out. He also wore a white tank that showed a tattoo on his arm. It look like an old rune, a bunch of lines swirling together. His wings seemed to glow blue against the water."Don't call me that!" I shouted to him, showing no facial expresion."Why not?!" he demanded to know. "Please. Just don't," I said normally as I sat down on the rock next to his."Ugh," he complained, "but your name is just to long."'So call me 'Genie,'" I smiled.He raised his eyebrows. "Genie? You've got to be kidding me."I giggled. "I make your wishes come true, don't I?"Todd snorted, "Oh my sweet pepper. Shut up, Ve.""Don't call me that!" I hissed."Sorry!" he exclaimed, not sounding sorry at all.I narrowed my eyes, and signaled with my hands that I was watching him. "Do not let it happen again.""Alright, 'Genie,'" he mocked.I laughed again, and got up to walk in the water. Todd came with, and we played in the shallows."Reminds me of humans. Shallow." he said after awhile. "They don't believe they aren't all that great," he would say casually as he treaded around.I splashed him. "Don't upset the Oh Great One."Looking around, he said, "Don't you have a lamp I can shove you back in?""No, tramps come in lamps. Genies, like myself, come in bottles." "Wow," he looked at me like I was stupid, and then his eye caught something behind me. He looked confused, and pointed. "What's that?"I started to turn. "What's what?" I scanned the area he had pointed in, and I didn't find anything. "What did you-- UGH."I turned back to ask Todd what he'd seen, and got a face full of water. Todd was cracking up, laughing at my - wet - facial expression. But he wouldn't be laughing for long."Wait, Ve! Where are you going?!" he shouted as I turned my back on him. "It was a joke!" I heard the water splash as he ran in the knee-deep water to catch up to me. I felt his hand on my shoulder, turning me around. He didn't need to try, because I was already turning myself. I sprung on him, jumping onto his body, making us both fall into the water, him first. "Ah!" we both screamed on the way down.I felt the water hit my arms that were around Todd's arms first, and then I went under. I let go of Todd and moved off of him, rolling to the surface. I sat there, the water coming up to my shoulders. Todd came up, and gasped for breath."First off, OW. That really hurt. Secondly," He said between his breatheing, "I was not expecting that.""Damn. Got to love Karma. Right?" I smirked. "Ha. So funny," he frowned."That's what you get for calling me 'Ve,'" "I'm still going to call you Ve," he nodded. I splashed him.The loud clicking noise came as it did the day before, and Todd sighed."Again, tomorrow?" he asked. I sighed dramatically. 'Well, I guess I will if I don't have any better things to do."He snorted. "Like you have plans. I'll see you here tomorrow." He rose up out of the water, dripping. The water sparkled off his skin.I giggled, "Bye!" I got out to. Why didn't the waterdrops look like diamonds on me?I watched him walk away, only to come back tomorrow. That's how we spent our days for the rest of the week. We would play and mess around, laughing the whole time. He would call me 'Ve' and I would correct him. He wouldn't care and continue to call me 'Ve' anyways. The clicking noise would come and he would leave. The next day we would do it all over again."You know," I said, out of breath from laughing at one of his jokes, "I think you're my first real friend. I've grown a soft spot for you.""Really?" Todd asked, beaming."Yes," I smiled back."So you do think I'm real!""That's not what I meant!""You know, you're not the only one who can hear me," He said, matter-of-factly."Seriously?" I asked, surprised."Yes. There's a family a couple miles north. Their son, Harlow, can see me too." He smiled, as if he proved me wrong with these words."Yeah, sure. I honestly doubt that Todd." I snorted."No, listen, Ve-" I sighed at the name. He just wouldn't quit. "just go. I'll tell you where you can meet him, and then you can see for yourself that I am real." His voice got sad at the end.For a second, I considered going. I wanted to make Todd happy; he was my friend. I didn't want to meet another fake figure though. I just couldn't do it."Please, Genevieve?" he begged. When I looked up at him, his gaze was fixed on a rock."Fine," I agreed, coldly.He whipsered "Thanks," but was still staring at the rock.We both stayed longer than we normally would have, just sittingin silence. It was getting dark."Look," Todd said, breaking the silence.A light. authors note;woah. extremley long part. one more part to chapter one! i love you guys(: *comment to be notified.
   
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5. themonstersinside
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   July 11, 2012 3:59pm UTC
   The Monsters InsideChapter one : Fireflies in the dark.Part two. "Woah," he said, "Someone is a bit fiesty, and it ain't me.""Well, you ruined my moment," I justified."I'm sorry," he looked sincere. "I'm Todd.""Genevieve," I introduced myself coldly as he sat down in the sand next to me."Huh," Todd said as interest passed his face, "Unusual name.""My mom is old fasioned."He pondered this, and finally said, "You know, I thought you would be a staver, but the face you made gave you away.""Excuse me?" I asked."That you could hear me, I mean.""Of course I can hear you. You are my hallucination," I clarified.He laughed. "Is that what they're calling it now? Trust me, I'm here.""That's exactly what my hallucination would say, though. That's something I would think to try to assure myself I'm not crazy," I told Todd."Why would you need assurance? Couldn't you just accept the fact that you're crazy and get over it?" Todd's hazel eyes started me down.I was startled. "But I'm not crazy," I stumbled."No disrespect ma'am," he said slowly, "but normal, non-crazy people don't have hallucinations.""If you're on drugs you can," I argued."Oh," his eyes got wide, "So you're on drugs?" He laughed, turning his face to the sun above us."No!" I shouted quickly.He raised his hands, palms out, in surrender. "No need to get all defensive."I crossed my arms to my chest and scowled at the ground."Hey." I felt a nudge on my arm. I looked up to Todd's smiling face. "Seeing is believing, right?""Not when I'm the only one," I whispered, turning my face to stare at the water."How many people do you think have seen Santa?" Todd asked.I laughed without humor. "Santa isn't real."I heard Todd's sharp intake of breath. "Don't be a dream crusher, Genevieve. Santa is totally real."I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, Todd."Todd had started to play in the sand. "Point is," he said as he scooped some in his hands, "that I'm real. I exist. I'm here.""Then why do you have wings?" I blurted out before I thought about how rude it was."Butterflies have wings," said Todd simply."Butterflies aren't human. Not even relativly close." My voice sounded almost rude."I never said I was human. Just real," Todd whispered.I sat in silence, staring at the waters. He went on. "Tigers aren't human, but you accpet their existance, no questions asked. When something like me comes along? I look like a human, talk and act like a human, with minor differences. I have wings. I can't be real, right? Why do humans selfishly believe that God only placed one intelligent form of life on this planet? Why do humans think they are the only ones with those type of brains, and those type of looks? Quite shallow, if you ask me." He finished in a normal, almost bored voice.With nothing to say, I turned to see what was so interesting in the sand."A sand castle?" I was surprised, and he looked up at me.He stared up at me with a sparkle in his eye. "Would you like to help?"I smiled, "I guess so.""You're probably secretly super childish," Todd smiled as I picked up sand."What? No!" I shook my head but smiled.We finsihed the castle in no time at all, with a trench so water could run through. Todd even found a leaf to use as a flag. Suddenly, a loud clicking noise caused Todd to turn his head into the deeper part of the forest. He sighed and turned back to me."I have to go, but meet me here again tomorrow? Same time?""Sure," I shrugged."Great," he smiled. Without another word, he got up and ran into the forest.I was finally alone like I wanted to be, but it didn't feel right anymore. As the sun came into my eyes, I got up to walk away, my hopes high for tomorrow.authors note;Todd(: I didn't want to stop, but I have to.Nothing is really happening. but that's ohk. it gets better!not sure when i'll get the chance to post again, hopefully tomorrow!i love you guys <3*comment to be notified.
   
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6. themonstersinside
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   July 10, 2012 3:27pm UTC
   The Monsters InsideChapter one : Fireflies in the dark.Part one. I woke up to my mother screaming. For a fraction of a second, I thought she saw it, but then I remembered she couldn't see what wasn't real. The things I could see, the monsters. All the same, she was still screaming, so I got up out of bed to see what was happening.It was a spider, just a small spider. A spider that was no bigger than the nail on my pinky finger. Understandable, as most people fear spiders more than they fear death. Idiotic, I would say if you asked me. But no one really did ask me."Genevieve, kill it!" my mother screamed on.I sighed, and picked up the spider. I put it on the windowstill to let him run free into the wild. Innocents should never be murdered."Mom, calm down," I said, because she was still in the opposite corner freaking out, "It's gone. You can get off the chair."She looked around, as if to make sure I wasn't about to play a trick on her. When she thought it was safe enough, she stepped down."I hate spiders," she shuddered with a whine."I know," I comforted her, "but you like this house. And everything has a flaw."To be honest, it was my fault we had to move. The things I saw, they appeared when I was very young. At first my parents had assumed it was my imagination, I was young after all. As I got older, they didn't go away. Then, the doctors came into play. Schizophrenia, CBS, Psychosis. Diseases they claimed I had. It was always knew with a different doctor. A new medication that I got put on. Then the doctors would say that they didn't know what I had, that they could not help, that I was a lost cause. We kept traveling to find a new doctor, but this time the move was her idea. My mom thought a new place would be good for me. She thought the mosters I saw would stop.I still saw them. In fact, one was in my kitchen right now. I ignored it like I trained myself to. Let the doctors think that the medication was working, and maybe they would take me off it."Maybe I should call someone to see if we can get something done about them," My mom said, bringing me back into reality. Or at least what could pass for it.I smiled, "You should."She smiled back, her green eyes that looked just like mine sparkled. "I think I will." She walked away.I sighed. It was just like my mother to think she could solve everything, but some things can't be fixed. Some things are just not meant to be solved. I ran a hand through my sandy- brown hair and looked around.The house was absolutly gorgeous. It was open, my mom's dream house. Our house was made of wood, and the marble kitchen was stunning. The kitchen itself had five windows, three of which showed the forest. One of the windows had the insideous spider on the ledge, waiting to sneak back into the house. I was homeschooled, and I had tutors come for me. Most days I was able to do what I pleased. There was a place in the forest, that had a lake. That's where I went most of the time.It was spring, with a hint of summer in the air. As I walked down the path, I saw the trees getting greener, the flowers coming out of the ground, and the little animals running about. The amphibians just sat there. The birds were chirping. The walk was always amazing. If the walk was amazing, that was nothing to to lake waters. Sometimes they just seemed endless. Depending on the sun, they could look blue to green to clear. Today the water was bright blue, so I sat down in the sand to stare at the waves. "Hey!" someone shouted, 15 minutes later.Just ignore it, I thought to myself. I kept staring at the water, trying to return to that peaceful place I'de been a moment ago."Hello," the voice said, coming closer. "I'm talking to you."My perfect moment was ruined, and I was alone. "What!?" I snapped, looking up. Talking to hallucinations was not a good sign. I saw a male, with hazel eyes with specs of sliver, and dark brown hair. He would have been cute, if he didn't have clear wings. And if he was real. authors note;sorry, it was too long so I had to a place to stop. omg. you guys rock. thanks for the support & awesome comments on the prologue! the format is still bothering me. stupid indents.do you think it was to long? *comment to be notified.
   
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7. themonstersinside
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   July 7, 2012 4:00pm UTC
   The Monsters InsidePrologue
   I wasn't born crazy. Oh, no. That part was pathological, or so they tell me.Some people aren't so lucky. "Only the crazy ones live," at least thats what the Remmers say. "Only the crazy ones can see." I see them everywhere. I've always seen them. From the time I understood I saw things that others could not, I knew I was special. Special, not crazy. But the doctors say I'm crazy. The Remmers tell me that we were put here for a reason, to fight them. We must fight, because others cannot. This war has been going on since the beginning of time itself. Us against them. There are 21 of us in total; eleven males and ten females, including me. You couldn't call us an army. We range in age from 17 to 24. Nothing but children defending the Earth. But defend we must, because we can see. Our life is a daily, constant battle, out fighting and risking our lives. We are almost willing to die. Some would think the battle, the blood and the scars are the worst part. I think they're wrong. I think most of us would rather be out risking our own life, than to sit at base, waiting. Not knowing if your team, your best friend, or the one you love is alive. Not knowing if they're going to come back breathing. Not knowing if they're coming back at all. That's the worst part. But, that's the life we live. Our chosen path. So we live for today, because in a world like ours, you never know if you'll be alive tomorrow.authors note;ohk, first off. I'm sorry the formatting is messed up, so I can't do indenting ):< anywho, sorry its short & pretty boring so far. Confusing, maybe. But I promise, it gets better! Also, this isn't technically a war story, it's a love story. Somewhat. I love all my supporters. <3
   
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