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I sobbed as they took her limp body away on a white stretcher, now slowly being soaked by her blood. Her lifeless blue eyes darted from one person to the next then landed on my red face. She smirked as a lone tear slid down her face.
» Posted By Bellabella On 07.18.2012 @ 5:06 pm
The train raced down the tracks as I ran alongside it. The loud clinking of the gears and wheels made it impossible to hear my friend screaming my name behind me. I realized this when I finally reached Minnesota. The director of the train handed me a newspaper, on the cover it said “girl hit by train she was chasing” with a picture of her beneath it…
» Posted By BellaBella On 07.04.2012 @ 7:58 am
It’s like going through the motions nowadays, not living really. I’m like a shell, a robot, a body without a soul or a heart. Even the motions I’m trained to do seem dull and lifeless.
» Posted By BellaBella On 07.01.2012 @ 9:38 pm
I ran through the cold, chills racing up and down my spine. I couldn’t stand the not knowing. The oblivion of it all. Where are they? Can they see me? Can they find me? It was unbearable.
» Posted By BellaBella On 06.30.2012 @ 9:14 pm
It was a nice Saturday, fairly relaxing. I tugged at my braided hair as I paced back and forth, contemplating what to do with such a nice day. Within five minutes of that moment, no more contemplating was needed. A sudden crash arowsed my interest upstairs. I ran up the stairs only to be swept off my feet and tossed into a potato sack.
“A-Are you kidnapping me?!” I screamed through the thick, coarse fabric.
“I prefer the term “Suprise Adoption,” a deep, slow man’s voice responded.
» Posted By BellaBella On 06.29.2012 @ 6:18 pm
I felt the thin crust and dug my finger nails into it and ripped. I heard yelling from beneath and dug deeper. Sweat poured down my face my hair stuck to my cheeks and I yelled and screamed pulling on the dirt.i stopped to breath and tears ran down my cheeks as I dropped into the dust. I knew it, so did he. It was over.
» Posted By BellaBella On 06.28.2012 @ 11:13 am
Everything was black. I felt the keys and began to type. I taxed the configuration of the locks and tried to escape. It didn’t work. I would never be free. The codes and doors and keys and guards….they were everywhere. It was too complicated. Then a shooting pain ran through me. I never got out.
» Posted By BellaBella On 06.28.2012 @ 11:11 am
I remember all the codes. The configurations of each door and code placement. Each lock each guard. It wasn’t easy to get out, in fact I still haven’t.
» Posted By BellaBella On 06.27.2012 @ 7:01 pm
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Configuration. I can only tell you so much about what happened that day. But when I hear that word I think of e overwhelming codes and locks that surrounded me. I was lost but I made it out. They still see me though.
» Posted By Bellabella On 06.27.2012 @ 6:56 pm