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Hello.
im a writer.
and my name is thrill rose

writing is my passion.
feedback makes me happy (aka. comments and faves!)
i love to make new friends.
chat me up:) aka. comment.
im not like most girls.
im unique
ive screamed at a cat before...
it ate my mac n cheese :(

okay well thats enough.
Updates:

breakthrough was boring... working on something knew... something different
something filled with love and danger :)
august 29 2011

chapter 2 is up
august 28 2011

and the story begins...
august 27 2011
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  1. thrillrose thrillrose
    posted a quote
    September 8, 2011 8:44pm UTC
    the illegals
    chapter 3
    part 2
    Ker-Thudd.
    My bottom hit the ground hard. I winced, but I was awake.
    Mark seemed pleased.
    “Why did you have to go and wake me up?” I asked angrily.
    “Because, the meetings about to start. Everyone’s already here and has eaten, and unless you want to miss the whole thing I suggest you get moving.”
    I jumped up and ran to the kitchen. I quickly fixed myself a plate with what small amounts of food that was left and found a seat in the back of the second living room.
    Mark stood at the front with Eli and a few other guys, some illegals, some Freedomeers. They all tried to hush the crowd so that the meeting could begin.
    “Attention!” Eli screamed over the noisy chatter. Everyone slowly quieted down, “Thank you. Mark…”
    “It’s so glad to see all of you again.” He said flashing everyone a welcoming smile. “This past month has been pretty hard from what I have heard from most of you. Bryan has apparently been targeting us, he has caused many to be sent to the concentration camps and jails, and had a few killed, but he has spared the life of a few. Ran over there, “he gestured towards me and all the faces of the other illegals looked in my direction, “… ran into Bryan a few days ago. She was severely beaten and might have been killed if it weren’t for Eli and me.”
    Everyone applauded their efforts, and I smiled. It was hard to clap with one good arm.
    “We need to be very cautious of Bryan, yes he was one of us. He sat right were you all sit today, but his mind was evil and he allowed the government to take control of him, and you see what has become of it.”
    A few of the older people in the crowd nodded their heads in agreement; the younger ones shuddered with fear.
    If there was one thing that all illegals knew, it was the government was NOT your friend. Society hates you and thinks of you as the scum of the earth. They try to make you believe that no one wants you and you have no hope, but thanks to Mark and the other Freedomeers, we are shown love.
    It’s because of them that Eli is optimistic and always hoping for the day where he will be free.
    But if you oppose them, you should have no chance at life.
    ******
    “I have been able to gather a few homes for the younger ones and a few older teenagers that have very tough living conditions.” Mark finished up. The few lucky illegals that got homes were usually younger than 14 or were the sickly, but it was something that we all wanted. I didn’t pay attention because I wasn’t expecting to hear my name, I was preparing myself to return to the streets, but Mark surprised me.
    “And finally, Ran and Eli will be staying with my family from now on.”
    I looked up at him and he winked. Then I looked at Eli who was in just as much shock as I was. But then he smiled and I felt a smile of relief wash over my face. Could life get better?
    long and boring :l plot twist next chapter!!

  2. thrillrose thrillrose
    posted a quote
    September 8, 2011 8:38pm UTC
    the illegals
    chapter 3
    part 1
    My eyes fluttered open to reveal a dimly lit room. A small fire was radiating warmth around me. I felt a little light headed, but that may be due to the scarce amount of food I had eaten in the past hours while I had been asleep. My arm had been bandaged from where Bryan had repeatedly hit me over and over in the ally.
    I rolled over on my side, careful not to fall out of the cot I had been placed on, and looked around the room. Eli sat in the farthest corner from me, reading a newspaper in a recliner. Mark was watching TV. Neither of them noticed as I got up and slowly made my way to the kitchen.
    Mark’s house was a decently sized house for the area of town in which he lived. It had 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, 2 living rooms, a small kitchen and a smaller eating area.
    As I made my way into the kitchen I smelled the amazing aroma that was drifting from the oven. Mark’s mother, Sarah, had prepared many casseroles and desserts that were placed around the kitchen. It appeared as if she planned on feeding the whole county.
    “Ran! It’s good to see you up and about.” She said with a smile as she acknowledged my presence. She grabbed my cheeks and then embraced me into a tight hug, just like any grandmother would do. “How are you feeling?” She asked as she let go and pulled out a chair for me to sit in.
    “Better.” I said taking the seat, “How long was I asleep?”
    “About a day… I’m sure that you were exhausted, and the fact that you had a bed instead of dirt to sleep on also played a factor in that.”
    She grabbed a glass out of the cupboard and poured me some milk. She also put a piece of toast on a plate with a side of butter and jelly.
    “Thanks.” I smiled. I devoured the toast and chugged the milk. I was starving. Luckily Sarah already had a few more pieces ready. “What’s all the food for?” I asked after I had eaten to my stomachs desire.
    “We have a meeting today. Luckily, Mark was able to find Eli and yourself in time. You were both at least 200 miles away from the house. It was a miracle that he found you all.”
    “A meeting? As in an Illegal’s meeting?” I said becoming somewhat giddy. I loved when we got together. It was the only time that we were able to socialize with people without fearing our lives.
    “Yes ‘em, actually it should be in just a few short hours.”
    “Do you need any help?” I asked. The whole time we had been chatting, she had not stopped once. She was continually preparing food for us to eat, and it all looked delicious.
    “Darling, I don’t think you’re suited to help me. Why don’t you go watch TV with Mark and Eli? I’m sure that they would be glad to know you’re okay.” She replied, helping me up from my chair.
    I walked slowly into the living room where the two boys sat. I walked over to an empty recliner that was beside the couch where Mark was sitting.
    “Ran!!!” Eli almost yelled when he saw me sit down. “You’re just in time!”
    I nodded shyly trying to hide my face because I felt the heat rise to my cheeks when I saw him.
    He had washed off and was bandaged up from his brawl with Bryan. His hair was no longer matted with dust but had returned to its natural honey blonde shade. His eyes sparked and he was shirtless due to all the bandages, exposing his tan muscular body.
    I leaned back into the recliner and shut my eyes, hoping that the guys got the message that I wanted to be left alone. Before I knew it I was asleep.
    ******
    “Ran…” I heard someone whisper and nudge me. “It’s time to wake up.”
    I opened my eyes to a tan, red head with freckles that covered every visible part of his body, also known as Mark.
    “Five more minutes…” I joked rolling on my side so my back faced him. So then he grabbed my feet and began pulling me out of the chair. I grabbed onto the back of the recliner with my one good arm hoping that I could somehow save myself.
    But my plan did not work.
    long and boring :l plot twist next chapter!!

  3. thrillrose thrillrose
    posted a quote
    September 1, 2011 4:56pm UTC
    seeing an ad mixed in with the quotes
    and thinking
    that's a pretty quote whoever made this is awesome... fave!
    o darn.

  4. thrillrose thrillrose
    posted a quote
    August 31, 2011 9:52pm UTC
    the illegals
    chapter 2
    part 3
    He slapped me hard. It knocked me to the ground; my hair whipped my face as I fell. Tears flooded down my eyes.
    “You should show more respect to someone who hold’s your life in their hands.” He said leaning over me. He punched me again. And again. And again.
    I couldn’t breathe, and I thought there was no way that I was going to live.
    “Bryan let her go.” Eli screamed pushing him off me. Mark picked me up and took me to his car and set me down in the back seat. He started the car and began to drove off right as Eli jumped in.
    I sobbed, tears flowing out of my eyes heavily. My face stung where Bryan had slapped me and my body was sore from where I was punched.
    “I’m sorry we weren’t there sooner, Ran.” Mark said as I moaned, “I’m sorry.”
    omigosh number 2. :o

  5. thrillrose thrillrose
    posted a quote
    August 31, 2011 9:45pm UTC
    the illegals
    chapter 2
    part 2
    I stood in my tracks clenching my fist tight. My heart had stopped beating and no words would come out of my mouth.
    “Well, hello Ran. Long time no see.” Bryan spoke as he inched closer to me, an almost sarcastic smirk spread across his face. I couldn’t seem to make my legs run away. He stopped when he was face to face with me. I could feel his warm breath on my fore head as he spoke.
    “Are you still with Mark?” he asked in a curious tone, circling around me as I stood perfectly still. A few of the other people following Bryan had gathered watching the scene that was about to go down. They all wore bandanas with the Boston Guard’s logo on it around there forearm. I could be moments away from my death, but I was hoping that Bryan would have some mercy and let me be free.
    “Mark is a great help to us. I still find it hard to believe that you would betray him like you did.” I managed to say. My breath was raspy; I could hardly breathe.
    “My question is… why didn’t you?” Bryan asked running his fingers along my jaw line, sending shivers down my spine.
    “So I wouldn’t have to work under you.” I spat.
    omigosh. lol :)

  6. thrillrose thrillrose
    posted a quote
    August 31, 2011 9:41pm UTC
    the illegals
    chapter 2
    part 1
    I woke up to the soft pitter patter of rain slowly hitting my face and my hair matted with dirt from where Eli had left and made me a soft dirt pillow to sleep on. My back hurt tremendously and the crick in my neck I had made it difficult to look in different directions without moving my whole body.
    I sat up slowly. My stomach was in knots because of the lack of food. I had no idea what time it was.
    I made my way out of the alley in search of food. I found a half eaten muffin and a cold cappuccino in a nearby trash can. I walked down the streets as I ate in search of a bathroom so that I could wash off.
    My mind drifted to thoughts of Eli. I wonder why he left so suddenly. He sure did look amazing last night though, the way his hazel eyes sparkled with hope, the way his smile showed pure joy as I looked up at him as he spoke.
    I turned down another alley that I usually took as a short cut to a quieter side of town. There was a dumpster half way down where I through my trash and I continued to carefully make my way down.
    But that’s when I ran into my deepest fear.
    Bryan.
    sorry its been a while... super busy!! :( posting a whole chapter... so bear with me :)

  7. thrillrose thrillrose
    posted a quote
    August 29, 2011 5:43pm UTC
    the illegals
    chapter 1
    part 3
    Do you know where we are supposed to meet up with everyone? I heard from Sara that there was supposed to be a meeting soon.”
    “I think were meeting at Mark’s place. He should send someone to tell us soon.”
    I sighed. I really looked forward to our meetings. Being with everyone gave me a reason to live for tomorrow. I cold wind blew hard through the ally’s tall walls. The shadows hid Eli and me pretty well.
    I wouldn’t mind waiting here with Eli for a little bit. I looked up at his sparkling hazel eyes that were always filled with hope. His blonde hair was matted with ash, probably from working in a factory for very little income, making it look grayer than light yellow. Soot spotted his cheeks, but wasn’t matted enough to cover his freckles that danced over his knows and along his cheeks.
    He grabbed my hands and cupped them in his to keep them warm. I smiled and closed my eyes, and soon enough I had fallen asleep.
    short... but end of chapter 1 :)

  8. thrillrose thrillrose
    posted a quote
    August 29, 2011 5:38pm UTC
    the illegals
    chapter 1
    part 2
    “Ran?” I heard around the corner. A shadowy figure emerged from around a corner of the ally I was hiding in.
    I hid myself as best as I could in hope whoever this person was would leave.
    “The moon sure was pretty last night wasn’t it?” The figure whispered. I smiled… I was safe.
    We illegals had come up with codes so that we knew we were safe. My friend Eli gave me a hug.
    “Glad to see your safe.” He whispered as we slid down the wall to take a seat.
    “Yea… I was trying to get out of the way of the guard back there.”
    “Me too. Glad I found you. Have you gotten some decent meals recently… all I can find is cold French fries and bites left of burgers.”
    “Not really… besides this morning… got a full bagel. You would think people would have more compassion. But I guess not. It just sickens me… the way they treat us.” I sighed, laying my head on Eli’s shoulder.
    “Mark’s trying to make life easier, like finding homes for who he can but… well, he’s doing the best he can. Just be appreciative that you’re alive.”
    “Whatever Eli. You’ve always been optimistic.”
    “And I don’t think you have ever been.” He snapped back. I laughed, because it was true. But it was hard to take a positive look on our situation… that is, unless your Eli.
    part 3 in another second....
    Eli the :)optimist

  9. thrillrose thrillrose
    posted a quote
    August 29, 2011 5:31pm UTC
    the illegals
    chapter 1
    part 1
    My stomach churned as I breathed in the aromatic smells drifting from the café across the street. I shivered in the cold, the chilling wind blowing through the rips and tears in my clothes. Fog rose from the ground from the early morning rain. People gave me askance glances as they passed my helpless state, and most of them showed little pity.
    One man that passed by threw a barely eaten bagel in the trash. I quickly scampered to the trash can hoping it would make a decent breakfast. I grabbed it out of the trash can. It was still warm. I took a slow bite into it, enjoying the blueberry chunks that were placed in the bagel. It was the most satisfying thing I had eaten in months.
    I maneuvered my way down the crowded streets of Boston, hoping to find a warm, dry, safe place for me to rest until I got hungry again. I was supposed to meet up with Kyle and the rest of the refugee’s later... but I didn’t know when… or where. We had to be rather secretive about our presence.
    I was illegal. I wasn’t supposed to exist… and my mother had enough care to allow me to live, but that’s probably because she was too poor to have an abortion. In 2200, a law was passed to help stop the overpopulation of America… each family was only allowed to 3 children. I was my mother’s forth, born secretly and raised on the streets with other out cast until I could fend for myself.
    I saw a guard approaching near where I was as I threw away the paper left over from my bagel, asking around for ID. I had yet to get a fake one from Mark… a Freedomeer, or someone who was helping us gain as much freedom as we could, there were a very scarce amount of them. I dodged into a near by ally and ran as hard as I could until I was sure I was in safety.
    more to come in 3 seconds. yes its something different.
    love intrest #1 (yes there are more :P) is introduced in 3... 2... 1...

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