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One of my student teachers was going for "hippie," but he lost some of the parts to his costume, and he looked like jesus, so I told him to stand at the front of the class with his arms out while people sang... It was a choir of angels economics students, and it was beautiful. All we would have needed to make it complete was a spotlight. :twss:

Hmm, maybe he was dressing in a costume for the play "Jesus Christ Superstar" that he just HAPPENS to star in? Dang, this kid seems all about theatrics, really getting into character before going all out on stage. +1 for him =D> The principal should be sued for stifling creative growth, if anything. :twss:

Time isn't relative to light. It makes no sense. You used an example that is relative to our location with our solitary sun, with our measurements of time. Who's to say that humans are totally right in their measurement of time? What you're saying sounds like time is relative to the distance light has to travel to meet your eyes, and the speed of light is yet another human measured amount of time... And i don't get how the 12 noon makes light relative to time. Just our measurement of our sun... o_o

I don't think God and ghosts come hand in hand. Like, if you believe a person has a soul, but there is no god, then where do those souls go when one dies? The most logical answer is either they go into the form of a ghost, or that humans do not have souls, and that ghosts are just figments of one's imagination. When it comes to ghosts, I'm around the middle of the road. I believe that ghosts are a possibility, but I have no true experience to make me fully believe in their existence. And, being Atheist only affects this with saying that one cannot be possessed by a "demon," because believing in demons means believing in everything else christianity teaches. Sure, there could be particularly malicious ghosts out there, but not demons. Well, that's my two cents :twss:

Meh, I'll have to ask Gary, but i'm pretty sure that time and space all have to do with the fourth dimension... -wooooo- :twss: But yes, time exists :D

The bus screeched to a halt in front of Alex, and the doors creaked open. Madeline allowed Alex to pull herself on the bus before gracefully following. Alex walked down the aisle, trying to avoid the scrutinizing glares of her peers. On a normal morning, she would sit in her normal seat, with her normal friend Katie. But seeing as this was no normal morning, Alex scanned the seats for the faces of Allan and Sam Carson. She spotted them near the back of the bus, and tried to ignore the dejected look on Katie's face as she walked past. Arriving at the back of the bus, she went to sit by the window, but Madeline was already there. With a sigh, she slumped down in her seat, and tried to ignore the throbbing pain in her side. She hadn't noticed the worried expression on Allan's face, or the rage on Sam's. "Madeline, Please?" asked Allan, "I don't want to wait until it-" "Quiet!" hissed Madeline, "For the love of the gods, fine! I'll tell you." Alex slouched in her seat even farther as the Carsons started their inaudiable whispering, resenting all the secrecy. They kept their faces calm the whole time, and after what seemed like ages, the bus arrived at the school. Alex pulled herself sluggishly from the bus, where she waved goodbye to Madeline as they went their separate ways. Alex arrived at her bright orange locker, and opened it, searching for her english book. She found it under some loose papers, and she slammed her locker shut, turning around quickly, bumping into Katie. Both of their books went flying, and Katie crossed her arms, and glared at Alex. She met her gaze, neither of them moving to pick up their books. "Well? Aren't you going to pick up your books?" demanded Katie, "Or are you going to have your darling Carsons do it for you? You know, your new best friends?!" "Katie, it's not like that," replied Alex desparately, "They just wanted to talk to me this morning! They said it was important." "Talk to you? As if!" screeched Katie, "I saw you sitting with them, you didn't say a word! You just sat there looking all depressed, as always. Poor you, you're friends with the richest kids in school, doesn't your life just suck?" "Katie, please. You're making things seem worse than they actually are," pleased Alex, close to tears, "The bell is in five minutes, I have to get to class. I'll explain everything at lunch, I promise." "You wish! Why would you sit with us?" spat Katie, "Seeing as we're not beautiful and rich enough for you! Or is it because you need someone new to listen to My Depressing Overdramatized Live, by Alex Mason?!" "I swear to the gods if you don't shut your mouth now, I'll make sure it never opens again." Katie stared blankly at Alex, horror on her face. Allan Carson had stepped up behind Alex in the midst of Katie's rant, and was glaring at Katie, fire in his cold, now blue, eyes. Katie angrily picked up her book, turned on her heel, and stalked away, not glancing back, instead flashing a rude hand gesture. "Allan, why'd you do that?" demanded Alex, "She'll just hate me more now!" "Though you're still human, you're a Carson," said Allan roughly, "And we take care of our own." "Thank you," said Alex, her anger disappearing, "You're very kind." Allan nodded, heading off in the other direction. Alex started to walk to class, staring at the floor, wondering when the bell would ring. She glanced at her watch, realizing it rang five minutes before. Frantic, she ran to her classroom, and yanked open the door, her face flushed, gasping for air. "Ah, Ms. Mason," said Mrs. Bailey, her english teacher, "So nice of you to join us. Now that you're here, you can go to the principal's office. He's been waiting for you." What little color left in Alex's face drained. What would Mr. Topher want with her first period? She nodded to Mrs. Bailey, and backed slowly out of the classroom. Out of sight of her classmates, she once again broke into a run, racing as fast as she could to the office. When she arrived, the secretary looked up, a worreid expression on her face. She stood up, and gently guided Alex to the principal's office. Once inside, Alex felt her face once again lose all color. In the small disorganized office stood Mr. Topher, the Principal, two police officers, and Madeline Carson, accompanied by her father. Everyone looked terribly sad, except Madeline and Mr. Carson both had a happy gleam in their eyes. "Alex, I don't know where to start," sighed Mr. Topher, sitting down at his desk, "I have some terrible news." "Terrible? What is it? Am I in trouble?" exclaimed Alex, horrified, "Did my house burn down?" "Ms. Mason, you aren't in trouble," said one of the police officers, "It's your parents. Do they jog often?" "Yes, all the time," said Alex, cautiously, "They leave after I head out for school. What's wrong, are they alright?!" "Well, this morning, they were found on the Fire Trail," sighed the Policeman, "They were found by a pair of joggers, dead. From what we gathered, they were attacked by an animal, most likely a wild dog of some sort." "DEAD?!" screamed Alex, collapsing into a chair, "This can't be happening. Where will I live? Gran's dead, no one else is left!" "Alex, I was your family's lawyer," said Mr. Carson, stepping forward, "And as the whereabouts of your family are unknown, foster care would be the only option, apart from adoption. Me and my family are offering you our home temporarily, or permanantly if you wish, until you get all living arrangements finalized. My whole family is deepy sorry for your loss." "That's very kind of you, Mr. Carson," said Alex, dazed, "I'll definitely have to consider it." "Alex, be reasonable! Don't just consider, do!" said Mr. Topher firmly, "This is the best arrangement you can get right now, go with it." "Now Larry," chided Mr. Carson, "Although we would be very happy, I don't want to pressure her. Alex, you are very welcome to stay with us, and I am sure Madeline would be very happy with another girl in the house." Alex stared blankly at Mr. Carson and his daughter, the realization starting to form. Madeline had a wide grin on her face, showing her dazzling teeth. Alex nodded, and Mr. Carson smiled as well. "But, Mr. Carson, I have one question," said Alex cautiously choosing her words, "And I'd like an answer as soon as possible." "Yes, Alex?" "How could you?"

OH JEEBUS, i liek it.

new post tomorrow, i'm getting tired, and distracted... It'd be riddled with mistakes... xD

well, i was on the phone, and was really distracted, so it sort of took six hours to sift through the horror and make it more presentable... and i still messed up a tiny bit

i hadn't logged on, i wasnt caught up on all the news. I had no idea of the server switch, and just decided to come back on a whim... Intense editing has finished... again! :twss:

AAH!!! I Completely edited this on the old server, and it was all lost, it's still completely bad... Intense editing shall ensue

Alex was back in the forest, alone. The dead remnants of the fire lay before her in the dark, the white glow of the moon dimly lighting the clearing. In the pit of her stomach, she felt a sense of fear greater than she had ever known. A large black wolf bounded into the dark clearing, snarling. She started to run, a scream starting to form in her mouth, when a marble white hand, much like the one she had seen the night before, sent her flying into a tree. She gazed up in horror as a pasty white man, with dark shadows under his eyes stood over her, realizing it was her father. "Alexandria!" said the man angrily, closing the gap between them, "ALEXANDRIA!!" "WHAT?" screamed Alex, jerking from her sleep, "GET AWAY!" This was met with a harsh slap to the face. Alex let out a scream as she was thrown from her bed, and was kicked in the side. "Shut up!" shouted her father, kicking her again, "Get up and go to school you worthless peice of-" "Arthur! Stop!" interrupted Alex's mother, grabbing him by the arm, "Not so hard, you'll leave a mark!" "Fine, she'll get off easy this morning," growled Arthur, turning from his daughter, "You have five minutes." Alex sat up, her lip quivering, trying not to let tears run down her face. She pulled herself up, and started to get ready for school. "Wow," said a a high pitched voice, coming from the bed Alex had been evicted from, "I never thought it was this bad." "What do you want Madeline?" asked Alex, her voice cracking, "If my father sees you, I won't live to put on these pants." "He won't see me," sighed Madeline, "I'll just get back under the bed. Anyway, I'm more concerned about you. I'm glad you won't be living with these... These monsters anymore. Although I would enjoy watching you tear them limb from limb in a fit of uncontrolled rage, it is out of the question. I just wish I could save you sooner." Alex cringed at the ferocity behind the word monsters. She stared at Madeline hopefully, and gazed deeply into the ice blue eyes, searching for the comfort she found the night before. "Woah!" exclaimed Alex, after a while, "You're irises! They're-" "Moving? Yes, they do that." said Madeline, amused, "It's very unique, in all my 200 years, I have never seen anyone with eyes like mine. My father thinks that it is the date I was changed." "When was-" "The bus is almost here," interrupted Madeline, tilting her ear towards the window, "Rush downstairs, I'll meet you outside." Alex rushed out of her room, and hurried down the stairs. With a quick, responseless goodbye to her unloving parents, she rushed out the front door, and met with Madeline. "No more questions about last night," whispered Madeline as the bus rumbled toward them, "Not until I say it's okay. I don't want to raise suspiscion." "Because you talking to me in the first place will be suspiscious enough?" "Exactly."

Madeline let Alex down, and led her to a vast sitting room. She motioned to a couch, which Alex slumped in, and sat down lightly next to her. Alex looked up, noticing the difference between her slumped, lazy posture in contrast with Madeline's stiff, graceful one. Alex pushed herself up, trying to model the girl she might one day become. "So Madeline," Alex said, trying to ignore the feeling of danger, "What did you mean by learning the ropes?" "The ways of the Vampire," replied Madeline distantly, warily eyeing the steel covered windows, "We do have strict ways of life, you know. It isn't as simple as we make it seem. We've all had centuries of practice." "Centuries? How old are you?" gasped Alex, shocked, "And why is it that you are so intent upon living among humans?" "I'll answer your second question first," said Madeline, beginning to smile, "You know us women don't like talking about our age. We live among humans because it teaches us self control. Vampires are excellent predators, some of the best, actually. So we have to be able to control ourselves when we start to get hungry, so we don't hunt in the wrong places, such as small towns where it could cause a stir. Some vampires, like my family, prefer not to risk exposure from hunting wherever we please. And our family loves to indulge in expensive things, it's a nasty habit of ours. Our father is a lawyer, as you probably know, and over the centuries he has accumulated a large amount of wealth, espescially without having to bother with the costs of food, water, and other things necessary for human survival. And settling down allows us to indulge as we please. Vampires around the world choose this way of life, because after centuries of waiting, and living, indulgance can be nice." Madeline yawned, and glanced at her watch. Alex looked at hers, noticing it was close to two in the morning. She started to panic, realizing her parents would be furious knowing that she wasn't home. "Are you ou tired?" said Madeline, her eyes starting to droop, "You can stay in the guest room. I think after tonight we all need a good rest." "I don't think I'll be comfortable in a coffin," said Alex sarcastically, "I don't want to think that far ahead." "Ha, Ha," laughed Madeline, matching Alex's sarcasm, "You watch too many movies. We sleep in beds, they're nail free, and there aren't any bats. Now come on or I'll make sure your next bed is a coffin." Madeline led Alex up a large, marble staircase, into a tall, narrow hallway. All of the opulent wooden doors except two were closed tight, and Madeline led her to one on the end of the hall. They strode into a large wthite room, which had one bed, and nothing else. "Sorry about the lack of decoration," said Madeline self-consciously, "We aren't used to human visitors." "It's fine, I can manage," said Alex reassuringly, "But my parents are probably fuming, do you have a phone?" "No," said Madeline, "But I'll sort things out in the morning, just go to sleep." Alex was comforted by Madeline's assurance, and climbed into bed, where she quickly fell asleep.

no, they don't sparkle, they have other issues with the sun.. I do see quite a few similarities (appearance, proximity to forests, etc.) but really, it'll differ immensely. Trust me, it's not giong to be twilight, i promise.. And the eye color will be explained, so don't think it's dietary [like meyer] or anything. Just give me time :D And i've seen the running in multiple vampire novels, older than twilight. So it isn't just fabrication of Meyer's mind.

"Well," said Madeline, stress evident in her voice, "That's something you'll have to learn from experience, really. I don't think I should be the one to tell you." "So Madeline," said Alex, struggling to stay calm, "Are you going to do it now?" "Oh heavens no!" said Madeline, giggling, "Do you think we would intentionally set a new vampire loose on an unsuspecting town before teaching her the ropes? No. It is March, and your training should be finished, oh, when the summer begins. Perfect time to escape, don't you think? Your newfound, insanely rich friends taking you to the Bahamas, where you swim out too far, and get pulled out by the tides, lost to sea forever. Of course, we'll have to move again." "What do you mean?" inquired Alex, confused, "Why can't we just stay here?" "Although as a vampire you will become relatively beautiful to the humans, meaning some physical changes, no offense, people will still recognize you!" shouted Madeline, frustrated, "And that would be one major giveaway that there is something wrong with our family. It's getting about time that we've moved on anyway, Sam is about to graduate again, and he's not too keen on college this time around." "Wait," said Alex, trying to peice this together in her mind, "How many times have you been through high school?" "Too many to count," said Madeline, unhappily, "It really gets quite tiresome, but since we're going to be accepting a new person to our family, we might as well fit in for a short while longer, start high school over again while you adjust to our way of life. It really makes it easier, being around the humans, it teaches one a great deal self control. Besides, I think it's amusing to have those high school boys staring at you, mouths agape, knowing the lustful look behind their eyes, the intention, then imagining the look on their face if we told them what happened if we did get that close." Madeline sighed, a smile on her face, and stared up at the moon. Suddenly, her head dropped to Alex's face. She crouched down, facing toward's Alex, baring her teeth. A loud hiss escaped from her thin, colorless lips, and Alex started to back away, scared. Madeline leaped, crashing into a creature that was looming just over Alex's shoulder. In the blink of an eye, Allan and Sam were also on top of the creature, which let out a long, spine tingling howl before Madeline ripped out its throat with her teeth. Alex looked in horror at the dead creature laying before her, which was like a wolf, but bigger. Madeline's father appeared at her side, and they started whispering to each other. Alex crossed her arms, angry at all the secrecy. Madeline rushed over to Alex, scooping her off of the ground, much to her distaste. "What are you doing?" screamed Alex, struggling to get down, "Let go, I can walk! Let me down!!" "QUIET!" shouted Madeline, her command echoing through the empty forest, "You walk, you die. Now quit pummeling my back, I won't put you down." Alex grunted, crossing her arms, and sat quietly as Madeline darted away from the camp fire, into the dark, unwelcoming forest. She stared emotionlessly at the fast moving landscape, as Sam and Allan moved ahead with ease, free of the burden of a disgruntled human. "What was that?" asked Alex from her perch on Madeline's shoulder, "That thing in the forest. Was it a wolf?" "You could say that," said Madeline coldly, glaring ahead at the quickly changing forest, "It was a werewolf, the only creature that can effectively kill a Vampire. But this one was foolish, and alone. That howl, it was him calling his pack, we had to move. They'll try to follow us home, but they'll find they are no match for our defenses." As Madeline spoke, a large, white 18th century mansion came into view. Madeline rushed through the open front doors, slamming them shut. She pushed a small, red button next to the door, and the house began to rumble. Thick steel plates covered any point of entry throughout the entire house. The Carsons were on Lockdown.

"Die?! That's a little more than a catch!" gasped Alex, her voice echoing in the dark foret. "Quiet!" whispered Madeline, "Do you want us to be found?" "Found by who? Are there more of, whatever you are?" inquired Alex, quietly, "Zombies?" "Zombies?! Yeah, because those are real!" laughed Madeline, "Well," snapped Alex, blushing, "What are you then?" "Agree you'll join our family and you can know. We don't want this getting out." said Sam feircely, stepping forward. "Think it through, Alex." warned Madeline, "This is you're life hanging in the balance. Do you want to join our family, and lose it all?" "Yes. I want to join your family." said Alex, after some intense thought, "I'm in too far now, and this would be for the best." "Allan, Sam, come sit down. Then we will share our story," said Madeline, motioning to the logs beside her. They moved over to the fire, and sat down next to Madeline. "What happened to your father?" asked Alex, looking around the dense forest, "Wasn't he just here?" "He was getting hungry, so he went out for a snack," said Allan, smirking, "He had some temptations to resist." "That's nice. But I'm still completely confused," said Alex in despair, "What's going on" "You want to know what we are, and we are going to tell you," said Madeline smoothly, "We are Vampires." This brought a hearty laugh from Alex, who thought this was just rediculous. They must have been at the movie, and decided to play an elaborate prank, trying to scare her for laughs. Thinking that she almost believed they had some huge secret to tell her, she laughed even harder. Cold stares of disapproval instantly stopped her laughter, and she sat back up, suddenly fearful. "This is no joke. And if you are just going to sit and laugh, we could dispose of you now," said Madeline icily, "After all, we're all getting a little hungry." "Oh my god!" said Alex, astonished, "You mean, you're really vampires?" "Nope," said Allan with a straight face, "We're unicorns. Don't you just love my horn?" "Oh, Allan, It's so beautiful!" swooned Madeline, "Alex, Brush my tail, it's so soft!" "Ha ha," sighed Alex, rolling her eyes, "Now, why are you telling me this?" "You're special, I thought we told you that." said Madeline, her patience dwindling, "Humans... Now, how are you special? Admittedly, you don't have many friends, and come from an abusive household, but that is not important. "Recently, another clan has been stepping on to our territory. Normally this is not an issue, as they pass through going to bigger cities where a few deaths are not noticed. But this clan intended upon moving in to our area, and making it devoid of human life. These sorts of clans tend to be savage monsters who endanger not only our prey, but our very existence. So naturally, we moved in to kill them. Sadly, we lost our mother, in a loose sense of the word 'mother', in the fight. This significantly weakened our own clan, and we all believe that you have potential. You're a quick learner, and we can feel you are mentally powerful." "Seems reasonable, although I'm not that great." said Alex, more understanding than she should be, "But, I have a question for you Madeline." "Yes?" "How do you become a vampire?"

I'm in the middle of reading the twilight series, but no, it's not really going to be like twilight (which happens to be a GREAT book). The physical attractiveness and the fact it's a family are about as far as it goes... And if you're referring to the quickness of movement with little effort from the Vampire, that features in multiple vampire novels, not just twilight.

Alex, peeking through her fingers, noticed that they had darted across a feild, into the dense woods at the other end. The man carrying her darted past the trees with great expertise, and all of a sudden, he stopped. Alex had been clenching her eyes shut, and she opened them, noticing a fire with three people huddled around it. Her captor dropped her, and the other three walked over to get a good look at her. She noticed who the other three were, and gasped. "Hey, I know you! You're the Carson family!" she said, not bothering to hide her excitement. The oldest man glared, and turned to the other three, and his lips began to move. Alex leaned in, but she just couldn't hear what the man was saying. But from the expressions on the faces of the people around her, she could tell the mood was tense. The other three started to whisper back, anger in their eyes. Alex had never been this close to these three, and for the first time noticed that their eyes were red. Not just red, but blood red. The oly exception was the girl standing in the middle. She had cold, steel blue eyes. As if knowing Alex was staring, she turned her head, meeting her gaze. Looking into her eyes, Alex felt calmed. Then Alex realized that she did not know any of their names. They were a year older than she, and she had no classes with them. She only knew them as "The Creepy Carsons," a rude nickname given to them by everyone in the school. Suddenly, she knew them all by name, as if the names were planted in her mind. In the middle stood Madeline, a tall, slender, beautiful girl, whose jet-black hair fell gracefully to her waist. She was wearing a steel grey skirt, with a matching jacket and flimsy silk scarf. She, like the rest of her family, had marble white skin. To her left stood Sam. He had a muscular build, and short cropped, also jet-black hair. He was wearing a simple black sweater and pants. Alex noticed that he was not paying much attention to his bickering family, instead staring intently at the moon. To her right stood Allan. He had blonde hair that covered his thin face, and had a build similar to that of his brother. He was glaring at Alex, simultaneously talking to his family. After a short while, the rest of the family turned to her, and Madeline stepped over to Alex, extending her hand. "May I help you up? It was quite rude of my father to drop you like that." she said in a very polite, high pitched voice, throwing an angry glare at her father, who cringed. Alex reached for Madeline's hand cautiously, allowing her to be pulled to her feet at a surprising speed. "Please, Have a seat." said Madeline, motioning toward the fire. Alex plopped herself down by the fire, curling up into a ball, and Madeline set herself down lightly next to her. "Are you scared?" whispered Madeline, leaning in closer. "No. Just confused. It's all so, so weird!" said Alex in despair, hopelessly confused, "It's so confusing!" "Most peopel would use a different term, like 'horrifying,' or 'worst experience of my life,' for this situation," said Madeline coldly, "With the rough way you were brought here." "Now Madeline," said Sam, stepping forward cautiously, "Let's stay calm." "Calm?! I'll show you calm!" screeched Madline, appearing by her brother's side, "I'll show you calm when I'm ripping out his-" "Madeline!" shouted Allan, grabbing Madeline's shoulder firmly, "Enough! You're obviously scaring the girl." Alex, looking up at Madeline in a very horrified way, was greatful that Allan had stopped the rage, although she resented being called "the girl." "Why did you bring me here?" asked Alex, her voice starting to get worried. "We've been watching you. You're really different, did you know that?" asked Madline, a hint of excitement in her voice. "You were watching me?! How dare you!" said Alex, angrily, "What right do you have to invade my-" "Calm down, Alex. We have given you a large amount of privacy." said Madline, patting her shoulder, "We needed to make sure you were the right choice." "Right choice for what, exactly? For some sort of freaky experiments you freaks perform in your spare time?!" demanded Alex, still angry. "I'm going to ignore that comment. You are under a large amount of stress." said Madeline cooly, glaring at Alex. "Well then what do you want?" demanded Alex through clenched teeth. "We want you to join our family. That's all," said Madeline curtly. "Like my parents would give me up. They love me too much," scoffed Alex, rolling her eyes, "They want nothing more than for me to stay with them forever. "We know what your parents do to you, and we are not pleased." said Madeline, her lips forming into a hard line. "So, that doesn't explain how you'll magically get them to let you adopt me," sighed Alex, "Although that would be great." "I'm glad that you are willing to join us!" said Madeline smiling, her pearly-white teeth glowing in the firelight, "But there is a catch, one that requries a lot of sacrifice." "A catch? What kind?" "You have to die."

I know, i know, I have rotten luck keeping stories alive... But i promise, this one has more motivation behind it, so have some faith :] NEWS: Once again, i am undergoing a heavy revising process. Posts won't resume until it's finished, so please, have some patience. Coming soon: Chapter 1, Rude Awakenings Alex, a tall, pale, thin 16 year old girl, was walking quickly, eager to reach her house. She lived in Mineral Ridge, a small town in eastern Ohio. It was a dark, cold night, and she drew her thin, black jacket around her as she walked faster, fear in her dark green eyes. Just five minutes before, she was laughing with a few of her friends at the Eastwood Mall, where they went after watching a relatively new horror film, titled "Vampyric." She hadn't recognized any of the actors, it was one of those small budget films. But to Alex, it was just, so real, so chilling, that it didn't matter. Every time one of the savage vampires starring in the film popped into her head, chills ran down her spine, and she was vaguely reminded of a few people from her school. These people from school, the Carsons, were abnormally pale, beautiful, and did very well, when they chose to show up. Alex turned the corner on to Harding Street, the small, dead end street where she lived. She resented the fact that she decided to stay and chat with Katie, instead of asking for a ride straight home, because that's how she ended up having to walk. Since she was almost home, she felt relieved, so she let down her guard. Just then, Alex heard a snarl behind her. She whipped around, pulling a small jar of pepper spray from her purse, but saw no one. She sighed, turned around, and heard a soft chuckle. In a panic, she began to run to her house, unable to scream. A marble white hand suddenly appeared in front of her, and pushed into her chest, sending her flying. She landed on the ground, hard, and struggled to get up. When she finally reached her feet, she saw a man, crouched down, a hungry look in his eyes. She began to scream, and he pounced, grabbing her around the waist. He began to run, and as she struggled, she noticed the world around her was moving at an alarmingly fast rate, with little to no effort from the man carrying her. Too amazed to fight, to curious to scream, too frightened to move, she closed her eyes, and prayed for this horrible trip to end.

LMAO!! Same at my school... The kid (no one liked him) called him fat, so he broke his collar bone... it was like, 8th grade or something xD Yyeahh, i've never really been caught doing much at my school... Nor have i done anything really bad xD i entertain myself in ways that won't get me suspended :twss:

Yus, update. The Editing is about halfway finished, and feel free to read through. I mostly just added filler text, altered some things, and added some more. Enjoy!

Two stories at once, won't this be fun..

A) this was on the first page... B) I was considering bringing this back, with some heavy editing, after i finish another story... I've had the urge. C) Just because you post frequent stories, and might be a better writer, doesn't mean you have the authority to say what can and can't be changed/posted. -points- I see no "Moderator" title. That's actually quite big headed of you to think that you can lord it over the Story forum.. I can't help it if i have fans who may want me to resurrect a story. This was my first story, so heavy editing would be in order, but still. You have no right to deterimine if i should let it live. So, let the resurrecting commence ;].

I'm all over W99, and i have never been hyt spotted ;] although i have had a bunch of opportunities to hyt spot other people... As i've always said. You cannot catch the ever elusive mr dude ;]

Fixed that... Yeah, i was watching sweeney todd at that point in time... ;_; and Thanks for all the compliments