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I know that got your attention, admit it, you wouldn´t stop and have read this if it didn´t, just look at you, your still reading what I wrote. How about this I will stop doing this to you if you just admit that I got you ATTENTION!!!
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Yes it´s me again, I just wanted to share yet another begining of a story that will eventually be written completely, give it I get the insperation. Do not copy my work it is © Escaping the Horizon First chapter, Paris 1857. The stars were dark tonight. Their brilliant light drowned out by the city’s light. The moon doe, stood proud in her radiant, knowing no matter how bright the city got, she would still rule over it. It was past midnight when a lone creature walked the drunkard’s street, his face grim, eyes cast down. His lips parted in a sadden sigh that was carried out in the cold night breeze, unaware of the danger that was lurking behind him…till it was too late. He was tackled to the floor, his pale face connecting painfully with the hard alley floor. He bit back a cry that threatened to leave his shocked throat. One smile passed his lips. He was flipped over to face his attacker. And there it was, the cold, shimmering blade of the dagger being pressed against his throat. “OK kid, scream and I’ll kill you.” The man had dark hair and eyes, typical in this part of the world. He smelled of alcohol and drugs. He felt the man’s hand in his pocket and then in the other. There was an angry grunt and the weight on his stomach shifted as he glared down at him. “Where the hell is your money!” he screamed. He only smirked, one pale, thin hand reached up to brush back white bangs. “I have no need for such things.” His voice was soft as his lips and tongue formed out each word with perfect ease. The man stood, taking the teenager up with him. He didn’t like beating up people, but did he spend all night stalking this kid only to get nothing? Hell no! Forcing him up to the wall, he extended his arm. Knuckles ready for the punch. He through his punch down with blinding force, only to be caught with the minimum of ease by the young man’s grip. The man screamed in shock as his fist began to burn. A red light glowed from the lad’s palm. His shock turned to fear as bat like wings burst from the young man’s back. The lads eyes glowing red with absolute discus. "You have no idea what you got yourself into!" The young lad grasped him by the arm, his wings flapped once and before he knew his feet left the ground. Dangling in the air like a ragged doll the man screamed for help as the demon laughed out saying “Who’s screaming now? Will you do it again? I don’t think so” The man’s eyes grew big in fear. “No, please… Don’t kill me, please.” The breeze filled the man’s face as he fell. Shocked he said nothing. His words pinched by the fear of his life flashing before him, Inches from the ground. The lad grasps the man by the neck placing him back on his feet, without a struggle he bites into the man’s wrist, disgusted with the dirt of the thief; spits out the blood, not letting it slip down his pale throat. The demon just stands their just staring at the man, one of his eyebrow’s lift as he tell him “you discuss me, so coward that you tremble when it comes to killing people, you should have just struck the knife in my back and taken whatever I had in my pockets.” The demon chuckles as he observes the old drunk pee himself “and then you pee?!” within a blink of an eye the drunkards throat was slashed, the young boy pulls a handkerchief out of his jacket to rid the blood of his hand. To be continued…
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Well yes unfortunate for the cat, my brother managed to catch a cat while fishing yesterday, poor thing, he was trying to catch this big fish by our dock and well he left the bait on the line and ran shore for a minute when he came back he didn´t see his little piece of bait (which got no attention by the actual fish he was aiming to catch) on the dock where he left it, he tracked down the fishing line to find out that one of the cats had grabbed a hold of it, and swallowed the bait. We had to rush the poor thing to the vet. And yes he´s doing a lot better now, the vet put him on some antibiotics.
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First start listing of the ones that were answered no/didn´t do it. 1. He/she would not be scared to saying I love you. 2. They would bring you a rose just because it´s Wednesday. 3. They would wipe away that tear, and turn your frown upside down with just a sentence. 4. They would tell you that they love you ten times for each star that´s above you right now. 5. They would go against their parents to be with you. 6. Would be great friends with your friends. 7. Would love you for you, and wouldn´t dear think on changing you. 8. Would lie there and count each one of your fingers over and over again. 9. Would sit there and play connect the dots with your freckles, just to be cute! 10. When it´s raining wouldn´t hurry out of the rain just to get the chance to kiss you under it. 11. Would be able to sit on let’s say the porch and talk for hours or until your parents run them from around you for the night. 12. Shares a lot of music interest. 13. Would give you their last French fry just because you saw them pick it up. 14. Would split a milk shake and wouldn´t be grossed out by actually eating something after you. 15. When you lips met for the first time, his/her eyes danced under blankets of skin. 16. When your lips met for the first time, your head got light, and butterflies filled your stomach just before it happened. 17. He/she would let you draw all type of hearts all over them. 18. Each kiss he/she gave you kept you wanting more. 19. Couldn´t sleep fast enough to get through another night without him/her. 20. If he/she walked a long distance everyday just to say hi. 21. You would sit out in the green pastures just to shape out the clouds. 22. On the first date neither one could talk for being scared they might mess up. 23. He/she sings a song, meant just for you. 24. When you see them in a shirt that you´ve probably seen them wear like fifty times, but each time, it´s like the first. 25. When he/she wears a shirt that is downright ugly just because you bought it for him/her. 26. When you where just learning how to drive and he/she was going with you and you stall but he/she doesn´t say a word. Or you both look at each other and laugh the awkwardness away. 27. When he/she bakes/buys you cookies for no apparent reason whatsoever. 28. When in a crowded area and there is no seating and he/she has a seat and offers it to you. 29. When Valentines turns from being just a holiday to being one of your favorite. 30. One of the important ones, when he/she is him/her-self around you. 31. When seeing that person means holding on to rail so that you wouldn´t fall to the floor. 32. When he/she would find any excuse just to come where you work. 33. When moving away becomes one of the hardest things to do. 34. When you can´t wait to go to school, just to see him/her. 35. When you start doodling hearts around his/her name. 36. When you start making mental notes on things that he/she hates so that you won’t anger him/her. 37. When you start wishing that you could stop time, just to be with them longer. 38. When you walk in the park/streets holding hands and you see an older couple holding hands and you start to think that maybe growing old wouldn´t be that bad. 39. When you dare to try something you know you´re going to hate just because they like it. 40. When you look at your watch and swear that it´s broken, because it´s moving too fast. 41. When he/she leaves little notes for you to read, maybe something like I luv u 10,000 42. When your cell phone blitz out while you’re responding so you mash it against the floor. 43. When you worry the most about what they think of you. 44. When you catch yourself listening to songs that you would have never imagined you would listened to just because it tells a story similar to what you´re going through. 45. When he/she would defend you no matter how wrong or guilty you are. 46. When all your suicidal thoughts just seemed to vanish. 47. When hanging up the phone (cell or portable) was only accomplished by either the battery going dead or your ears burning. 48. When watching a scary movie they/you wrap their/your arms around you/them because you’re/their scared. 49. When any little thing happens during the day, you can´t wait to tell them about it. 50. When you start dreaming about your wedding, house and kids. Now if you had twenty five or more reasons answered to no/didn´t do that means it´s not meant to be or wasn´t meant to be. Please note that just because I´ve posted this I´m not instructing you to breaking up just because you got more than twenty five on the didn´t do list, I will not stand to say that because of me you ended a relationship with someone.
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This has been a life long question, every guy has asked himself what do women really want out of a man. How do women think? So if there´s any women out there that would like to help with this would you kindly post your comment here. What would be your dream man?
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I´m starting to wonder if this site doesn´t heard too many GBLT people in here, since I´ve found none at all, well openly that is. If you are Gay, Bi, Lesbian, or Transvestite then posts some comments here. If not then just continue on.
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I had so much fun Halloween, first it all started of on me decorating for that night, I had to decorate a haunted house which I love. then it went on to working in the haunted house which I love to do. and then well it went on to hearing that the person I like actually likes me too. So that was like the cherry on top...
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Well yes like everyone else here I´m getting ready for Halloween, and well I´ve decided to come out as a Bloody Jamaican Pirate which was fun for some reason I see it cool. Well any how, anyone has any tips that I could use?
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Do not copy my work it is © Memories 2002 I stood there in awe at what I saw. I couldn´t believe it, I could feel the floor slipping under me. ~~ August, 1998. It was my first day of school, Miss Emma, my fourth grade teacher, announced me in front. There I stood as shy as can be, not one word could leak out of my lips not one sound. She sat me next to Zack, I found it weird that he would sit there and stare at me for what seemed like hours without blinking, and all I could do was think that I had something on my face. The word seeped out of my mouth “what!?” ~~ September After weeks attending school, Zack and I quickly became the best of friends. Every day he would come over to my house and we would play till night fall. One night I saw the first tear fall from his face as I sat next to him asking him to stay over. ~~ Two days later I found out that Zack was homeless. His mother was all he had left. There was a fire burn, taking with it, his little brother, father, and all his possessions. ~~ March A couple months have gone by since. After school we walked together to my house, passing the train station, and onto the train tracks to a shortcut he knew. We stopped to rest, overlooking the river he sat back on to me. “Do you think that things will be better in the afterlife?” with a tearing voice he said. Getting up from where I sat and grasping a pebble in my hand “I don’t think so; I like life as it is. If it was any other way I would not have met you.” I said as I pitched the stone in the calm river. He smiled at me “your right. But sometimes, I wish I was in your shoes and you in mine.” ~~ May, 2000 A year after, Zack and I celebrated his welcome home. His room was tight and small but there was no explaining the happiness we shared that day. I even slept over. ~~ May His mom was making it out, she was climbing. I can even remember their first used car. The smell it had the first day she picked him up from school. Even though they lived thirty minutes away from my house she insisted to carry me home. We both sat in the back, his hand next to mines and smiled from ear to ear as I told him “congrats” ~~ Two years, has gone by and my dad is out of a job. He had been on job search for the past month. ~~ My dad took us out to celebrate, Zack joined in the celebration. As we sat at the table my mom asked “What are we celebrating?” my dad, delayed a bit, but one big smile filled his face. He couldn´t help it he just had to say it. “I got a job.” I could see my mom thinking on how to put it. “Honey, I know you got the job.” “It´s better than you think, I´m the General Administrator of A&T Construction!!” everything went silent, I could see people moving their lips but no words would come out. ~~ Three months later, my birthday cake sat in front of me. Thirteen candles lit. I heard someone say, make a wish. My eyes shut tight, I then blew. Zack staid at my house that night, around ten my mom walked in the door “to bed, you two, and happy birth day again.” Even though mom said so, we could not help but to stay wake and talk. Talking about school, to cars, from one thing to another, till finally he asked “how does it feel to be a teen?” I quickly answered “the same…Just that now, I think I have a little more responsibility.” He sighed and wished me good night, while turning his back, and wrapped himself with the thin blanket. I could not help but to watch his silhouette in the moons dim light, the way his body would form that fine line like an expensive European car. He startled me as he catches me watching him. “What are you doing?” his words were like razors and lemons, I could not find myself to telling him that I was watching his beauty. I didn´t know nothing till he was up and into my bed. Laying on the edge of the bed, he grasps my hand in his and wraps it around his chest. I just lie there feeling the warmth of his spine, sifting of on my chest, total happiness. ~~ Days after, school was done. We had to celebrate, he came over that night, and we begged my mom to let us go out and by some slushiest. She accepted. Along the walk he pulled out of his pocket a small bottle and said that we have to celebrate this the right way. I didn´t want him to know that I was scared of drinking. But he made it seem like a delight. I watched as he placed the bottle to his mouth and wrinkled his face to the taste, his blue eyes shut closed and his wet bangs dangling in front of him. He hands me the bottle, I place it to my mouth, and drank. I didn´t even pay it any mind, I didn´t mind the taste, as long as I knew that it was with him. Before time we both were so drunk that we could hardly stand, laying down on the grass, his eyes shut and his jaw opened he said “I know that you like me, I can tell. You´ve liked me since fourth grade, and I just want you to know that I like you too.” or at least that´s what I wanted him to say. I could not picture anything more than to press his lips against mine. With inspiration filling my head, I leaned forward caressing his chin with my fingertips, I pull him towards me and press my lips against his. His lips once cold now warm, kisses me back. He pushes me away “this will ruin everything. We can´t do this…” ~~ Four days later, I stand in Zack´s room, hovering over his corpse, a glass of water next to him, and a bottle of prescribed pills spilled over on the other side. He laid there as if sleep, but no breath came from his body; almost in fetal position he grasp his last breathe. I stood there in awe at what I saw. I couldn´t believe it, I could feel the floor slipping under me. In minutes to red lights flashed in from the windows. My eyes filled with tears, as I saw my one love, my only love dead in front of me. Could I live on?
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