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The noise,
buzzing and buzzing in my ears.
It's just not right,
anda think anda are so bright,
saying anda buzz because anda care.
But it's so unfair.
I don't need your concern,
the best way anda can tunjuk anda care,
is to leave me alone.
Why can't anda understand?
Have anda tried to understand?
Do I really expect anda to understand?
This is not a teenage problem,
the excuse anda uses so often,
This is about my freedom.
anda think I don't know anything,
anda think I am naive and innocent.
But things are so different.
anda think because anda are older,
anda know lebih than we do,
That’s not true.
The world has changed,
We are not the fairy tales that sing,
we are the ones who could take our lives in a blink.
No, anda are lying to yourself,
blocking the truth that would make anda knelt

I look out
Into the crowd
Looking for you
Hoping to see you

I search
And search
But can’t find
Your face

In all the crowd
The one person
I wanted to see
I couldn’t see

I was left
With my disappointment
As I begin to think
Of all the times
You’ve broken your word

But then
I should have known
anda never stayed
Unless anda profited

anda never were
A real dad
Never has been
Never will

I look out
In the crowd
Hoping against hope
That anda will be there

But I shouldn't even bother
I'm a nobody
Someone anda never loved
Someone anda don't even know

Maybe someday
I'll learn
That all I get from you
Is broken promises
Half truths
And utter disappointments

So now I say good bye to it all
The hurt and anger
My disappointment
And you

"You'll never get the secret from me!" The monsters' eyes gleamed. They wanted me to yell. It was a sign of my weakening resolve. I lowered my voice. "The secret is worthless to anda unless anda know where they are. Without them, you'll be trapped." None of us in the small chamber knew who was bluffing and who wasn't.
"We will get the secrets. Do not worry about that. Your 'friends' helped us lebih than they could realize," a large black…thing said. Its eyes gleamed yellow. Not yellow like the sun, but yellow like the foulest thing ever seen. Another spoke up.
"What is in this case? anda act like it contains something of value. Is the secret in there?"
"That's for me to know, and anda to spend the rest of your lives guessing. The secret is going back where it belongs. Tonight. Once it's there, it will be forever beyond your reach."


And that is where I stop. If I get at least ten favorable comments, I'll write more. And be honest.

Dear diary
Today was my first tarikh with Oisin. It is kind-of wierd going out with your best friend. So, we went to dun Drum shopping centre. Then we went to see a movie, and then headed over to hes place. Then Olivia called and asked to go round to talk about girl stuff. I gave Oisin a little Ciuman good-bye. Olivia was worrying that Sean might be cheating on her. I didn't know what to say.
Lucy xx



Tell me what anda think. Rate, comment, tell me what should happen next. is it bad?!?

Where did it all go wrong
what made us fall apart
I was so caught up in a dizzy
spin of fantasies
I didn't even notice.

Baby please I'm sorry
I know we had a bad run
but i know we can make
this thing work

There are lines drawn
and Ive crossed them
anda made no attempt to stop me
In fact anda probably welcomed it.

I've crossed the bridge
now i must stand and
watch it burn
theres no going back now.

I've done some real bad things
in my past, some to others
mostly to myself, racked woth guilt
but i must soldier on
Because ...
The bridge is burnt
I stood and watched it burn
No going back, no backing out...
I've crossed the line
Im in too deep
far too deep
in Cinta with you.

A/N: Okay, so this was an idea that pestered me. Let me know if I should continue.

Taylor paced the length of her quarters. Being unable to sleep was, ironically, a tiresome experience.

She had been a vampire for less than ten years, and remembered nothing of her life as a human. In her mind, it was simply an odd void, like the only way to sense it's presence was from it's very absence.

Tomorrow, the moon would be the smallest crescent, and she would be forced to hunt, along with every other vampire there. To vampires, the moon always looked the same. It was only when humans saw it that way too, would they need to hunt.

Resisting was futile, Taylor knew. She had tried every time and failed. The pain would be worse than she could manage. Than anyone could.

She sank to the floor against the wall, and melted into the shadows.