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January 22, 2012 6:03pm UTC

Sea.
Chapter 2:
Jacob woke me up the next morning, even though I had told him I wished to be left alone. "C'mon, Audrey! You're going to wanna see this!" He told me, picking me up out of the bed. "What?" I whispered still half asleep. "Y'know how you think Amy had the perfect life; perfect friends, family, boyfriend, on and on? She didn't." He said, smiling. "She did. But even if not, how would this make me feel ANY better, Jacob?" I replied, a tad snotty.
He smiled, "You'll see." He whispered. He took me into a room with a computer, a book, and some drawings. "Look at this stuff Audrey. She didn't like everything, but she knew when and where to hide it so it looked like she was perfect." He attepmted to put me down and I allowed yet I didn't want to wait and hear what he was saying. "...... people do sometimes......" I heard, but I was already looking at the stuff thrown around the room. "Come with me," He said, grabbing my shaking hand and leading me to the computer.
The computer was on a website I had never heard of. "A Venting Site For You!" The title was saying. What did that mean? Venting? Did Amy.... vent? Without ANYONE but HER knowing? I think she did, but I still wanted to read the stuff. I pulled up and chair and hit the button that said "See AMY'S Quotes?" It took me to a place flooded with feelings, thoughts, quotes, and everything else. "When I die," the one I was reading said "I want my family to find this; and I want them to KNOW that HE cheated on me." It finished. I couldn't help but think; Scott. I looked at the date, and it said 2.22.01.; three weeks before her death. I looked at one next to it and it read "If they ever saw this...... Would they see JUST how broken I am inside?" I was dying inside to see all these feelings she DIDN'T share with us. Finally, when I began crying, Jacob took me to the notebook.
The notebook was old and looked burned a bit, but still in reading condition. I opened the cover and read the first page outloud "I, Amy, will write in this diary. Openly, freely, and without hesitant thought. I will keep this throughout my life and fill it with the memories, feelings, and thoughts. This now means whoever is holding this right now, is holding my life in their very hands. Do not think me wrong for the things I am writing, they are just MY opinnion, and I love my own not anyone else's. Please family, if you are seeing this do not feel horrible for the things I have written, but embrace them as ways' to change yourself. Friends, if you are seeing this; I love you all VERY, very much, but I cannot keep the horrid feelings inside, I'm sorry." Then I knew just how broken my sister was, and that I could've helped.
The first page statedl: "Hello, although this is not the beginning of my life this is a day I'd like to start on, thank you. My parents today are being very uneasy today. They suspect something I guess, and I am not aware of this thing yet but I think I know what it is; My cheating on Scott. Yes, it is true. I did not mean it but it happened. I was sitting with my ex boyfriend on the SubWay and he grabbed my hand. I was reminded of how much I loved him and how much he had loved me. He pulled me into a kiss and I accpeted. It felt so wrong to do while dating Scott, but he had done the same with Kristy! I had seen it, more than once. I still loved him enough to keep him in my life though. My sister is being her usual annoying self! I HATE the relationship she and Jacob have; he's SO commited to her and so in love with her that he'd never even think of cheating on her and neither would she. Hmm, maybe I should talk to Scott about this? Maybe not. However if I keep it to myself I am lying, and if I do tell him, Scott might become mad. Oh please, oh please, help. Yours, Amy♥"
I couldn't do it, I ran out of the room before Jacob could comfort me. I pulled the door to the front of the house open and went to my car. The keys were in my pocket and I pulled them out, opened the car door, sat inside, let out a GIANT scream then turned the car on and drove to Signaling Love Cemetery.

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January 21, 2012 7:36pm UTC

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Chapter 2:
"I can't sleep, Jamie." Leela said to her sister, who was hiding in the corner of their small basement 'room'. "Me either," She whispered. "But I don't want to. What if they come down here and kill us while we're sleeping or something? I don't want to take any chances." She moved closer to Leela and whispered in her ear "I think we should find a way out of here." Leela moved away. "No," She began to say but something interrupted her. A door.
"Girls," said the old women, carrying something down with her. In the lighting-as horrible as it was- Leela could make out a sharp object in one hand and something else around her neck. "I have something for you." She chanted over and over. The girls looked at one another and hid beneath a old raggady cloth. "Girls..?" She said again, obviously looking around for them.
Then she began to get angrier. "Come out, or something even worse will happen to the both of ya'" She yelled. Jamie grabbed Leela's hand to keep her from shaking even more. "NOW!" The women yelled, tossing things, and pushing things over. Leela nodded, saying that they should stay. "How did you-" Jamie began. Leela knew exactly what she was about to ask: 'Should we stay hidden in here?' Leela could see the thing around the womens' neck now; chains. "No," She whispered. She knew that one would be stabbed, and the other hung.
The old women was closer to them now, knocking everything she could over looking for them, and not having much luck with it. She was right beside them now, at an old grandfather clock, still it was ticking even when she knocked it to the ground and it had mad a thud noise. "D'ugh!" She was yelling now, and they could hear the old man yell down to her: "Find 'em yet?" She was now at their cloth, and she was laughing. "Yes, Marty, I have." Her chuckling was unbearrable to Leela and she ran right out. Flying directly under the women. "You!" She said, turning and flying toward her.
Leela dodged her hit and ran to the stairs; 'Marty' was standing there. "Ah, no I don't think ya'll be escapin' from here." He said, then smiled an evil, nasty smile. "NO!" Leela screamed as the women pounced onto her back and threw her to the ground. "Help me Jamie!" She wanted to yell, but didn't want them to do anything to her sister. The old women pulled her up and bashed her head against the wall. "You best be stayin' there if ya' know what's good for ya'," She was saying. She took the chains off her neck and put one carefully around Leela's throat.
"Now, now, Berta." The man was saying. "Maybe we can offer a trade; I like her sister better than her, so maybe we can get her sister to come out an they'll trade places for the punishment." The women grinned and agreed, "Yes, Marty. Come on out now Jeshie." She said. "Her.... name's..... Jamie..." Leela was coughing from the chains but managed to say that.
"Jeshie'll be just fine." Jamie said, standing now, and looking straight at them. "No..... Jamie...." Leela coughed again. "Stop it now, Leela; you've done so much for me, and I deserve this more than you do, so lets go. Now." She was saying, confidently. "Ah, the little Jeshie has agreed, Berta." The man said, walking towards Jamie and grabbing her arm.
"You can't be seeing 'dis lil' one." The women said, leading Jamie and Marty upstairs. "We'll do it in the bathroom." She grinned again, and in an instant the door was closed and Leela was still in chains.
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January 21, 2012 6:31pm UTC

Sea.
Attention::
I Will Be Posting Another Chapter Tomorrow. Until Then, There Is Chapter 1, And The Prolouge. Thanks For Reading. (: Any Questions, Comments, Concerns, Ask. ;3
~Kathleen♥

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January 20, 2012 11:08pm UTC

Sea.
Chapter 1:
I walked into her funeral, not wanting to be here. Seeing people, whether I knew them or not, was not pleasant. Especially her. I walked over to her ex-boyfriend, and hugged him, tears running down my face. "I'm going to miss her, too." He whispered into my ear. I looked up, and toward Jacob. "I know," I said letting go. "Do you think-" He began, then stopped as my father walked over to me. "Audrey," He began looking at Scott. Scott gulped, "Mr. Morris, Hi." Scott looked down in shame.
I grabbed my dad and pulled him into a hug, tears running down my eyes again. "Daddy, why her? Why not me!?" I whispered. People had began to gather around her coffin and I looked at them, scoffed and turned around. Then, I stormed out of the room. Jacob came out a couple of minutes later and grabbed my hand. "Look, I know this is hard for you; no one wants to lose someone they love. Audrey I can't let you suffer like this much longer, I love you, honey. But, you're making this extremely difficult, okay?" He said, kissing my cheeck.
We talked for a while, I cried and wept in his arms for a while then walked back into the room. I expected epic gasps and for Amy to open her eyes, climb out of her coffin and come to me. It didn't happen. I walked in to people sobbing while the pictures appeared and disappeared on the screen. I was the only person near the coffin, and I looked into it. "Amy," I whispered. "I can't believe I let this happen to you. I made a vow to protect you forever and always, and I didn't keep that. I'm sorry, Amy." I gave a long speech before looking at her hair. The blonde was shining and her long eyelashes were even longer than usual. "No," Scott said, pulling me away.
"What?" I asked him, suspiciously. He took my hand and led me to the back row where no one was sitting. "Audrey," He began crying. "If anyone let Amy down, it was me. I didn't do anything to stop the wreck, and I meant to. I was in shock! I couldn't do anything, even though I should've. I'm sorry, Audrey." I looked at him with mournful eyes, "No." I whispered. I called for Jacob and he pulled me away, hugged me, and then took me to wipe the tears off my face. "Be careful of how you react to things, Aud-" He was interupted by my mother throwing a fit. "NO I CAN'T LEAVE HER PLEASE NO!" She was screaming and holding onto the coffin. I stormed over to her, hugged her and led her away from the coffin. "Mom, calm. She's better now. She didn't suffer, and we know that."
After this, we walked sadly to the car, and went home. Jacob and I watched videos of Amy from when she was alive. They were sad and making us both cry but I didn't want to turn them off; seeing her made me feel both better and worse about this situation.

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January 20, 2012 7:06pm UTC

Attention!!!!
Although this sounds very unorganized, I am writing 3-count them three- stories at once. O.K. I am writing Sea, which has been put aside for Stolen, which has now been put aside from And Can Love Only Me♥. So I will write ONE chapter of each, every day I can. Please read and comment problems you have, or things you like. :*
~Me♥

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January 20, 2012 8:17am UTC

And Can Love Only Me♥
Chapter 1:
Evangeline looked at her brother and sister. Her brother, Fabian was staring into the sky with his girlfriend on the phone. Evangeline rolled her eyes and moved her eyes to her sister Opal. Opal was looking back at her sister and seeing why she was so upset. Opal walked over to Evangeline and grabbed her hand.
Fabian was the firstborn. He was the sweetest, and the nicest of the siblings. His mother favorited him, too. He was allowed to do whatever he wanted whenever. Although he did not take that to his advantage. Instead he balanced his chores, school work, work at the local teen hangout , family needs and such, friends, and his girlfriend. He was pretty talented, too. Played guitar most of his life, wrote a few plays for the school(both of which were used), learned to play the schools' band instruments(all), and can sing beyond belief. You could say he inherited his fathers' skills, and that might also be why his mother favorites' him.
Evangeline, the middle child was a little less greater than him. She was always stressed and coming to her family for help. She knew she could DO the work, she was just scared to get to it. She was mostly scared of failing her family; Fabian was too great for her to fail him, he was always there for her when she needed him. She was so happy in life though. Her mother loved her, her older brother loved her, and her little sister loved her. Even though she was the middle child, she was never blamed for anything, like middle kids in their town usually are.
Opal wasn't much. She was little, 4. She wasn't a baby though, she could do anything that her siblings could do.

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January 16, 2012 8:32pm UTC

Advice # 1
Question:My bff might go to jail... she is transfering.. and im so sad that i wanna cut... and advice for that??
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Well, if you don't mind me asking, what did she do? I mean, if it was bad, as horrible as this sounds, maybe she should go. If it was so bad that she has to, then maybe she needs time to think. Cutting isn't the answer. I know everyone goes through things with friends whether it's this or that or whatever. Cutting would make it worse. I understand that it's hard, and I understand that it's hard to resist but you shouldn't do that. Talk to someone? Me, counsouler(Spelled wrong, sorry!), parent, trusted adult, friend, anyone that you can trust. I hope this helped! I really do!♥
With all my sympathy and help,
Kathleen (:

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January 12, 2012 5:28pm UTC

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Chapter 1:
The day after Jamie and Leela found out their dad had cheated on their mom they were devestated. They sat on the porch the whole night, and all morning. They didn't understand; their parents had such an amazing relationship, why would he do that? But the answers didn't come.
While Jamie was explaining something to Leela a car pulled up. It was tanish and rusting. Inside were two old people. One a women, and the other a man. They looked like they were angery, but didn't do anything that would for sure say they were mad.
Leela began to stand when they stepped out of their car. Leela pulled Jamie up and held her hand. "Hello girls, are your parents' home?" The old women asked. Leela stepped forward and said "No, sorry. Can I take a message?" The women smiled, and signaled the man. He walked back to the car and pulled out a rope. "No," she smiled bigger, "but we can take you." Leela stepped back and the old man lurched forward grabbing Jamie and Leela with one arm. "LET US GO." Leela said, trying to be nice, yet sturn.
"No, honey." the old man said, putting ropes around the two and tightening them so they couldn't move. "Eh." The old women snapped. "What?" The man said. "They'll do, but-" she was interupted by a police siren. "DID YOU CALL THE COPS!?!?" She yelled. Jamie smiled. The old man took something out of his pocket; a knife. He held it against Jamie's throat, and pushed her and Leela into the car. Then he and the old women sat in the front, started the car, and drove off.
Their car spelled weird. It didn't smell like a car should. It smelled of rotten eggs and rotten meat. Or in other words; death. "Where are you taking us?" Jamie asked the old women when she turned around to look at them. She frowned. "Our home, darling. You see, our children left us, and told us to find new children, so we did. And you two are those children." She said this so calmly that Leela coughed at her fakeness. "Does somebody have a cold?" The man asked. Leela smirked, "No, I have a problem." She whispered. The man frowned in the mirror.
"You two'll get use to it here, I promise." The women smiled, and then turned around. Leela looked at Jamie with wide eyes. She knew she couldn't say anything. But she knew Jamie could read her facial expressions. So, she tried it. Jamie got it perfectly. She agreed with another face and then on they went.
When they turned onto a street neither Jamie or Leela knew, the old women was whispering something to the man. He nodded and then pulled over to the side. "So, you are going to be staying with us for a long, long, time. We expect you to follow the rules. NO running away; if that were to happen, the consequences will be unbearable, understand? And-" He was going on, and on. They really didn't care, considering that they were going to find a way out of this place. "Kids, what he's saying is that we want you to behaive. Is that too much to ask for?" She replied, smiling.
Jamie could tell she was really an evil person: stealing someone's kids, keeping them for her own. Totally not evil. She knew that they were. She could see Leela knew, too. "Can we go to bed when we 'home'?" Leela asked, being a polite as she could. The man had a confused look on his face, then finally; "We are home. Feel free. I'll unlock the door."
They got out, and walked to the front door. The man patted them on the back. He opened the door with a key and shoved the two inside, then he untied to ropes and told them their room was in the basement.
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January 12, 2012 8:19am UTC

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Prolouge: The day before; Jamie's version:
I woke up like any other day, got dressed, did my hair, makeup, and ate breakfast. It was Saturday, and me and Leela were supose to hang out. I walked downstairs and saw my parents. Crying. Why were they crying? "Hey mom.... dad.. are you guys okay?" My mom looked up, but my dad didn't. "Yes. Go in your room." She said, harshly. I went up and knocked on Leela's room. "One minute!" She called out the door. I waited. Leela opened it quickly after and hugged me, "Ready?" She asked me, smiling as always. I hesitated and she said "Somethin` wrong, Jamie?" I stared "Mom and Dad are crying, Lee." She was stunned to hear this. "What!?" She was still stunned I walked her into her room and sat her on her bed. "Yes, they're crying."
I always knew my family wasn't perfect, but what came next made me KNOW we weren't perfect.
My mom and dad came into Jamies' room. "Oh, good. You're both in here, now we don't have to do this three times.... only two." My dad was saying. After him followed my mom, and some tall blonde lady. She looked about my dads' age, and she was very pretty. "Girls-" My mom began but then started crying. The women stepped forward, she had no emotion on her face, "I'm Jill Vernn, nice to finally meet you." I stared and so did Leela. "Finally?" I spat out. What did she mean? My dad sat down next to us and hugged us. "Leela, Jamie, I did something horribly wrong, and I shouldn't have. I'm so sorry. I torn this family apart, and nothing is your fault. It's all mine." I didn't understand, but Leela did, I jabbed her side, so she'd tell me. "I cheated on your mom." He finally said.
Everyone was stunned. "It's true," The women said, stepping beside us. "I made him do it, I'm sorry." I couldn't take this, I grabbed Leela's hand and stormed out of the room with her.
The rest of the day was a blur.

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January 12, 2012 7:48am UTC

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About:
Jamie and Leela are two siblings that love their life very much. Their parents` are the bestest in the world. They both have very many friends, and enjoy school, too! But, one day while hanging in their front yard, the two girls` see a car pull up. A women and a man step out; the women has ropes and the man; a knife. The two both know that this is a bad thing. As soon as they try to run....... they are stolen.

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January 11, 2012 9:58pm UTC

Sea.
Prolouge:
I woke up to the splashing sound of water. Could it be, really? I opened my eyes, and looked around my bedroom. Yes, I thought, it is the day. I slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. "Hey honey." boyfriend Jacob said, smiling. I kissed him and said "It's today, isn't it?" He smiled, he knew exactly what I meant.
Today was supposed to be the day my sister Amy got proposed to, by her long-time boyfriend Scott. Amy and Scott had been together for 9 years. Scott never had the money to ask Amy to marry him; his family was poor.
Jacob smiled at me, I knew what he was doing. I started to turn to run but- He picked me up, had me in the air! My various curls flying in the air. I could feel the blood rushing to my head. But, I wasn't worried about it. I was stuck thinking about why Jacob never asked me to marry him. He loves me, and I love him so why not? Was he not ready for the committment? We already lived together and paid bills for the house we earned, we were basically married, all I needed was the ring and certificarte to prove it.
He lay me down on the bed and said "You know I love you, right?" I looked at him funny, "Yes, I do. Why?" He looked upset. "I had this dream- eh, nevermind." He leaned down and picked something up, a- a- package? "What's that?" I asked him. He turned towards me, "Oh nothing, something for work. I gotta go. Love you, Honey." Then, without gving me time to say anything he ran out. Hmph.
Later on that day I got a call, a call that would change everything.

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January 3, 2012 5:50pm UTC

Thank You To My 2 Followers,
You Mean The World To Me♥

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January 2, 2012 6:12pm UTC

'If This '
Makes it to TOP quote
I will do the following:
1. Tell that boy I like how I be feelin' 'bout him ;)
2. Stand up to anyone who sits me down
3. Stop being as sad all the time
4. Make the best out of everything
5. Not be as moody(attempt)
6. Sing live for youtube and post it here
7. Say who is, and isn`t my TRUE friends
8. Stand for what I think is right and NOT them
9. Be a better person
10. Be. Confident. ♥
So Fave♥
Following Wouldn't Be Bad Either, Beautiful. ♥

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January 2, 2012 6:03pm UTC

Hey Wittians, :3
Would you mind checking out my story ideas?
Would be GREATLT appriciated :3
NMF

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January 2, 2012 5:42pm UTC

First story, hoping for some great ideas.
I have a few I`d like to share first:
One(Realization Can Be Best): All Sidney ever thought of was her ex, the man she loved. He had loved her, but woke up one day, and changed his mind, completely; About her. He decided a girl like her, wasn`t what he wanted. While trying to get him back she takes a second look at what they had and realizes it was all for the best. Now, she is trying to get over him, and move on to someone else. Can she do it?
Two(Just because you can`t see it, doesn`t mean you can`t make it true): Nina has always known she was different, always. When she was born her parents had told her that she would do great things, but shortly after; they died. She stopped believeing that she would do great things. But while on a trip to New York she meets a boy who claims to know everything about her past, he brings her to a place she thought only exisisted in fairytales. She learns that she CAN do great things, and find love too.

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