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They're After Me- Chapter 2The mush they fed all the mutant children was different colors everyday, but tasted the same. Weird, huh? I think its a test. Its very bad, but one day I didn't eat, and I felt very weak. Even though they give us little food, it was the only food. It was either mush, or starve to death.
Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by a clank. I turned to see a small metal cage. We all had metal cages, that were very uncomfortable. Once in a while we were taken out for tests. Everytime I got out, my muscles ached. A small little girl with angel wings looked around in terror. I looked around to make sure no scientists or Erasers were in here. None. I turned to the little girl. "First time at the School?" I said softly. I didn't want anybody to hear us. The girl looked at me in terror. "Y-Yes." I folded my wings underneath me and laid down. That was more comfortable. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
I woke up to a ear piercing scream. The little girl was gone. It was her. I picked at my lock qu
They're After Me- Chapter 9The day I woke up in Aunt Sarah and Uncle Roy's house, was the best day of my life. But I knew I would be captured again by the School, poked and prodded by the Erasers, feeding on mush. I laid in bed, staring at ceiling. Bobby, Cricket, Diane, and Grey were sleeping. I sighed and got up. I couldn't just lie in bed. I went downstairs into the kitchen to get me some water. Uncle Roy sat at the table, drinking something I didn't know. "Hey, Sophie!" I smiled and got a cup. "Hey, Uncle Roy!" He smiled. I sat down next to him and looked at his cup. "Tea." He said. I didn't know what it was, but nodded anyways like I knew. I saw a bush move. Uncle Roy saw too. "Sophie, go upstairs, now." He said, his voice full with worry. I grabbed my water. Uncle Roy pulled the cup away from me. "Go! Tell Aunt Sarah they're here!" I nodded and ran up the stairs, two at a time. I ran down the hall into Aunt Sophie and Uncle Roy's room. "Aunt Sophie! They're here!" I yelled. Aunt Sophie sat up quick. "Sophi
They're After Me- Chapter 6In my dream, scientists poked and prodded me. Then Dr.Magruder appeared with a knife. They wanted to cut my wings open. Thats when I always woke up. For the past several nights, I had that dream. I woke up at 6 o'clock in the morning, I think. I let Olivia sleep and crept to the opening of the cave. When she woke up, she would be hungry. We were used to the little mush, but we couldn't eat anything now. I looked below, at the dry, leaveless trees. No food.
Olivia, sleepy eyed, came over and sat next to me. She yawned. "Good morning, Sophie." I smiled, even though I was terrified we would starve to death. "Good morning, Olivia!" The sun still wasn't up. I sighed and looked in the distance. Birds. The huge birds came closer and closer. Thats when I realized they weren't birds. They were demon angel Erasers. "Olivia!" I yelled. She noticed them too. We jumped up, wings extended. We jumped up, but it was too late. The Erasers were already crowding the cave. The Erasers grabbed our ankles,
They're After Me- Chapter 4"Doctors!" One scientist. "They need you in Louisville quickly! They have babies needed to be delivered to the school!" I nodded and took Olivia's hand. "We will get right to it, sir." He nodded. "Good. Because we need some more fish children." I nodded and pulled my coat tighter around me. We walked towards the door, but Dr. Magruder came running in. "Adam! The angel child is gone!" My eyes widened. I couldn't make eye contact with Olivia. They would suspect things. "Well, we need to hurry to Kentucky." We ran out the exit. Suddenly both our coats fell off. My hair came undone, and our glasses fell off. I didn't know how.
I turned quickly when the scientists and Dr. Magruder looked at us. "Its them." He said. One of the scientests glared at us. "Imposters! GET THEM!" I grabbed Olivia's hand quickly. "RUN!" I screamed. I ran as hard as I could. "EXTEND YOUR WINGS!" I screamed. I extended mine, then Olivia did. I looked at Olivia. We were in trouble. "FLY!" I screeched. I jumped up, and
If You Have A Heart,Read ThisYesterday morning, there was a shooting at a Elementry School in Connecticut. It killed over 20 kids and staff members. Shooter, do you know what you did? Those kids could've grown up, had a family, been anything they wanted to be. He killed them. For no reason. Families are celebrating Christmas in a couple of days. How happy do you think they'll be now? No children, no family member. Because you shot them. You set their family in pain and sorrow. Kids watched their best friends and favorite teachers get murdered. How could you?
Crystal or Teddy?Okay, so My Oc Teddy and Hedgie's Oc Crystal, both like Fallin's Oc, Jace. Which one should he choose? I will be taking votes. : ) Pick one!
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My New Life- Chapter 1I sat in a tree, writing in my diary, about 4 feet up.
Kentucky is way different from New York. I have my own room, which is very big. It has a walk-in closet, and a window. There is no noise, and big backyards. Its still mild in weather, but I don't care. I-
I stopped writing as I felt the branch drop from underneath me. I yelped and hit the wet ground. I looked up to see a girl with bright red, curly hair and black rimmed glasses."Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I stood up and brushed off my clothes. "i-Its okay." She stared at my closed diary. It was faded leather, with my name carved into the front. "So, your name is Bridget?" I nodded and grabbed my diary. "I just moved here from New York." She nodded. "My name's Caroline." She smiled. "I've never been to New York, but I heard its pretty cool!" I nodded. "Yeah. Its amazing." She bit her lip. "So, where are you gonna start going to school?" She asked. "Tully Junior High School." She grinned. "No way! I go there to!" I smiled
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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