Sweet As Apple Pie

You're Unbelievable

2009-01-14T14:43:00.002-05:00

The way you stare when I walk away,
When you pretend you don't know what I'm talking about
What you talk about when I'm around
And Why you can't stop
The sound of you heartbeat haunts my dreams
Why I can't stop thinking of the thoughts you could be having.
STOP
It's too late for you to say 'Finally YOU TELL ME'

Because I don't love you anymore.

Bite Me!!

2008-12-03T14:31:00.026-05:00

Outside the red bricked home, the snow fell into precarious mountains, that left marks the bottom of her debilitated sneakers. She felt the cold ice leak into the soles of her shoes, making her feet shiver. Her name was Felicity. She did not dare look back at the dejected face staring out the window. She couldn't and she wouldn't. Felicity would not let the love of her life see her tears for it would just make the pain worse. For the pain itself already stung every part of her body .

NOVEMBER...OCTOBER...SEPTEMBER...AUGUST...
August third, that was it, was the day she found the ruby encrusted coffin lying beside the weeping willow she called refuge. Felicity went to this tree to write out her feelings about being cursed with the life of a rich farm girl stuck in a place so bereft of life. There she sat for hours dreaming of the life that always hovered above her reach.

She wondered if there was something in this mysterious coffin, for in the part of the country side she lived in, it wasn't the type of place to have coffins lying around regularly. It was one those things that just never happened. She walked up to the lid and anxiously lifted it hoping to find nothing interesting and calm her fears. But as she lifted, a pale hand took her wrist and squeezed it to pulp. She screamed and let go of the lid but it wouldn't close. Instead someone pushed against it. She stood back panic stricken thinking that she might have just disturbed someone who was potentially dangerous.

When the lid opened the most eye piercing man, boy... THING she had ever seen, walked out. Felicity felt like she just met one of those vampires that came from those cheesy, adventure books her girly, airhead classmates read. But the blasting sunlight didn't seem to burn his pallid skin nor did his skin turn glittery; it just turned even paler. He looked at her with disdain, seeming to try to find out who she was and why she was there. She considered screaming again, but she knew no one would hear her so it would be a pointless decision.

"I'm sorry, did I bother you?" she asked timidly, "because if you want I'll just take my stuff and go somewhere else. Do you want me to do that?" Her voice shook and she noticed that she started to babble.
She waited for him to answer but all he did was stretch his lanky arms. She stared as he looked like he was reaching toward the sky, fascinated at the expression he made."No, I was just sleeping. You didn't bother me and calm down, I hear your heartbeat going faster," he said, "I'm not going to hurt you in any way, just so you know. So stop backing up."
Something triggered in her brain and she said, without being able to stop herself,"Out of curiosity, why are you here and are you like, a vampire?" In her head she thought, 'God, did that sound stupid or what. He's not a vampire that's only real in movies and books. Why would he be real?'.
What do you want me to say?" he asked her, “I meant do you want to BELIEVE?”
“What answer is the right answer?” she said back to him, starting to think that he was a little arrogant.
“Don’t think that. I’m not arrogant. I want you to tell me that even if I tell you that I AM a vampire that you’re not scared of me. And I don’t want you to flinch when I tell you that I’m thirsty…if you know what I mean,” he said.
“Then, I believe that you’re a vampire and that I’m not scared of you. I also don’t care if you’re hungry or thirsty, ” she snapped.

That was the day she knew that she would be friends, or more, with him for the rest of her life. As the rest of the summer went, Felicity and Will, the name of her new friend as she found out that day, grew closer. He explained a lot of things about the life of vampires and what was true or false about their life. He told her that he tended to move around a lot during the summer and every other ten years, yes, he just said EVERY OTHER, he stops to get another experience at life.

Sometimes I just imagine myself dying when I leave a place to go to another place and then re-starting my life over again. Carrying on what I've learned throughout the years," he said one morning as they watched the sunrise.
"Why though?" she replied.
Because its not like I can stay with the friends I make as I go through life. They would find it suspicious that all of them were getting wrinkly and older while I had the body of an eighteen year old. My brother has the body of a seventeen year old and my sister has the body of a thirteen year old girl. I feel bad for her though, even if she looked older for her age, she has to go through her teenage years over and over again. But you will be happy to know Haley always is the Queen Bee of every school she goes to. I don't know how she keeps it up," he said.
How about your other brother?" she asked curiously.
"Trenten? He always turns out to be the jock, just like me!" Will says amusingly.
"Some people think we're twins because we look alike and we both look very...hunky. Not to be braggy or anything but we are really two peas in a pod," he says.
"Then why did your parents abandon you if you guys were such great kids?" Felicity whispered as if the question might have triggered some sort of anger in his brain.
"Our parents told us we were going camping the day we were left in the woods. But I guess it was because we had no money. It was a hard time. The revolutionary war caused our family business to close and we had to take in at least five soldiers into our home. My father was very cold hearted and my mom couldn't stop him from anything. The only thing that our dad didn't make me and Trenten do was go into the army. So when he said that we were going camping, I thought that it was one of his act of kindness. But as we found out about two hundred fifty years ago, they waited until we fell asleep to escape and they moved to Canada. We left them alone because we felt bad and blamed ourselves but Jane and Richard took care of us well. We love the Wilakers. We would be monsters if it weren't for them," he took a breath.
I'm sorry," Felicity muttered.

Will didn't choose to do this but he and his family tried to make it seem like they were actual people even if he had already done it more than sixty times. He told her new stories about the past 300 years he's lived, every single day.

"Actually I've been so many places and have met so many people that I've always considered people to look so plainly. You're the first person in 250 years that I've considered even just a little beautiful," he said laughingly as they fought through a field of sunflowers.
"Ha, Ha. You're so funny," she replied sullenly."No really! You are! I haven't fallen in love in three hundred years. You might break the record," he said looking at her in the eyes.
She blushed and started to giggle and kept running for Will to catch her. When he did, he tackled her and kissed her right on the nose. And they lay there looking into each others eyes until bird poop dropped on Will's blond head.

The moon was stalking their night time activities and looking over them like a some kind of Greek god. Will of course started to be noticed by Felicity's parents because of how much time they spent together. Mr. and Mrs. Jackmen liked him fine. They thought his knowledge of history and his goals in life (which were all fabricated) were a good influence on their only daughter, who became much more socialized her senior year than any other school year she's been through even if she was always popular anyway. His strong body helped with his social factor making him one of the most crushed on guys in their senior class. But his heart belonged to Felicity. Even if Felicity did not make their relationship official until Thanksgiving weekend. Sad isn't it?

The saddest part is that Felicity's parents were too trusting and let her become too independent. They thought that since they had money, they were able to survive anything. Many times they didn't even know where any of their children were. But somehow they still had love for them...in their weird way.

Will brought her to every dance, every charity event, every social meeting and of course, both their parents being very wealthy and having many connections, every part of the world he's been. To Paris, to Monaco, Beijing, Austria, Iceland and so much more. This kept them both busy when they actually had free time. One might be wondering how they went to all these places in four months. Easy answer, Will was a vampire version of Superman not like Edward or Dracula but like a Clark Kent. He ran across the Pacific Ocean in less than five minutes. So usually by the next day the two lovers would get themselves in bed early in the morning before anyone would notice they were gone, oh, so, scandalous. If they needed longer they would make some type of plausible excuse for Felicity's parents. For example, one day Felicity left a note on her mom's mirror saying,

Dear Mother,
I went with Will's family to Africa for a project in school. Please send notes to my teacher and tell them I am sick and will not be in today. I will call when we get there.
Love,
F

Then there were times that they didn't stay together because Felicity and her family had to attend to many events with her parents the human way. They either had meeting for their farming companies, or had to talk to directors for many of her mother's movie projects, or they went to awards so her parents can be recognized for even more titles. This meant, no clear view of the Pacific Ocean, or her comfortable spot on Will's back. She had to use the private jet. Ironic right? Wouldn't a private jet and fancy visits be one the most greatest things in the world? Not to Felicity, she would give up all of her life for Will. Leaving him saddened her but once she saw him again, she forgot her grievances. Then there were the times where Will had to go hunting for some blood to keep him alive and he would be the one to leave HER. That's another thing that bothered Felicity. Why could he eat regular food but still have to kill those poor animals. She knew the reason why but things in his life always seemed to come blurry to her.

Then flurries began to fall lightly on the ground and they both decided that they would both be happy with staying right there in the middle of Kansas for Christmas while Felicity's parents and brothers went to spend it with the Queen of England. Could she get any more lucky? But Felicity was going to spend the Christmas break with Will to decide on whether she would turn into one of their kind. They went over the ways she was going to live until everyone she knew died or they moved away where no one would ever contact them. Though she was happy with him, Felicity would miss the normal life and she's always wanted to know how it felt to die.

We could always just murder you," Will joked many times.

The day when her parents were to leave, Felicity walked to the Wilaker house (more like mansion), she stopped in the garden instead of walking straight through the front door. Since August she'd been welcome to the Wilaker house and tended to roam it any chance she could but she had never closely looked at the garden. When she walked through the steel gate beside the mass black flowers behind their house, she saw all of the black rose bushes which she had seen before. Then she followed the path of cobblestones further away from the house. Snow lightly lay on the stones waiting to be crushed and broken foot shaped pieces. Ahead of her she saw a fountain the water was a tad bit frozen at the top, just like a coating of icicles.

Felicity sat shivering on a bench with cupid carvings on it. She shivered as she stared at the fountain in as it slowly became to freeze. Looking at the details more closely, she saw two doves intertwined and but red rubies shaped like blood dripped off their beaks. In her head she thought, 'What is with them and rubies?'. She got up to venture further in the garden. After getting to the furthest part of the garden and there was a mural of a vampire sinking his teeth onto a nude woman. The vampire looked straight into her eyes as if it was real. She stepped back and it terrified her so much she knelt onto her knees, tears dripping from her frozen face. Then Jane Wilaker appeared out of the garden where she was working on dying more roses.

"I've been trying to get them to get that stupid painting off the wall. I think its pretty disturbing and insulting at the most. Don't you?" she asked.
"I think its terrifying. But that's what I've been feeling about my whole situation lately. If I saw that before meeting Will I would have just made fun of it. But it really is a nice piece of art," she replied quietly taking a second look. Felicity stood up and started to walk with Jane back to the house.
"Speaking of Will, have you guys talked about your transformation yet?"
"Of course, its a really important decision. I wouldn't let him turn me into a monster without my consent," Felicity replied not realizing what she just said, "Oh, I'm sorry."
"You know I would trade anything to be human like you. To breath the air and feel the touch of the wind and to smell the world around you. I missed so much becoming what I am right now. But just in case, before he transforms you into something like this, please think about your options. You have so much going for you and love, there is so much more to life than love," Jane said seriously, ignoring the insult thrown at her.
"Thanks Jane. I really appreciate it," Felicity said.
"Yes, you're welcome," Jane said but she got interrupted as Will came flying out the back door.
"Felicity! Mom! Mom, have you been telling her one of your cheesy stories again? How many times have I told you that their a little embarrassing!" Will shouted.
"Of course not!" she said giving Will a motherly hug. Then Jane looked at Felicity in a knowing way and smiled.
"Come on Felicity I have to show you the room I set up for you. I think you'll like it," Will said letting go of his mother.

They ran to the inside of the house leaving Jane standing in the garden. They took three flights of stairs to the huge attic. When they went through the door, Felicity became breathless.
"Oh my gosh Will!" she squealed. In front of her was a huge room with walls the color maroon, a four poster bed with matching gold and maroon sheets and pillows and everything else a girl could want for Christmas. About twenty presents already lay at the foot of the bed and the gold carpet shimmered like silk. She walked further towards the fireplace, spitting out blue flames. A cozy zebra rug right in front of it set with pillows and blankets. Felicity was amazed. This was way better than the bedroom she stayed in inside the Queen's palace. It was much more cozier. She looked Will in the eye and smiled and kissed his frigid lips more passionately than ever.

"I'm guessing that that's a thank you,” he said laughing.
"MORE than a thank you! More like 'I love you so much and I'm glad you love me enough to do this for me'," she said.
She tried to sit on the bed but Will said,
"NO! Absolutely not! You are not allowed to create a tornado in here until you come over tonight okay?" he said hastily.
Felicity laughed and took him by the hand and raced him down the long flights of stairs to HIS room. When she opened the door all she found was the ruby encrusted coffin she had seen so many times after that summer. She put her hands to her hips and looked at Will,
"I thought that you're supposed to act human?" she asked concerned at the lack of decoration in the room.
"Well, you walked into the wrong room. This is the room I use when I come back from hunting sweet cheek. My room is across the hall," Will said, smiling at his girlfriend’s mistake.
"Oh."

After spending about three hours at the Wilaker house, doing absolutely nothing, Felicity came back home to pack for the break and see her parents off. When she burst into the house her brothers, Billy and Bob, came tumbling at her and smacked right into her. She fell to the ground and started to curse at them before she realized that their flight was in two hours and they needed to go to the airport at that moment.

"Sorry," she said."Honey! Is that you?" called Mrs. Jackmen.
"Yes, ma'am!" said Felicity trying to untangle herself from her brothers.
"Well, we're heading out. Don't forget to lock all the doors and windows. Your presents are at the tree. You can bring them to the Wilakers. I just finished talking to them okay! You have some money on your bed for any expenses okay? I love you cutie pie! We'll call when we get there," yelled Mrs. Jackmen from the Corvette in the garage.
"I love you too! Have fun!" said Felicity wondering when Mrs. Wilaker called her house.Before Billy could walk out the door he whispered,
"Don't do anything I wouldn't sis. But I guess that wouldn't limit a lot of things. Bye!"

Felicity rolled her eyes and walked up the stairs to her room. She packed mostly everything including the six hundred dollars left on her bed. Then she took one of their Santa's sacs and put all fifty six of her presents in the sac. After putting her stuff near the front door, she went through the ginormous house locking all the windows and doors and turning off the lights. Breathless, she took her phone out and called Will.
"Hello," Will answered.
"Hey can you pick me up I kind of have a lot of stuff,” she said.
"You know you're not coming to live here, not that I would mind but..."
"No, I have a lot of presents from my parents,” Felicity interrupted.
"Okay, be right there in five seconds,” he said.Felicity started the countdown, five....four....three....two....Then she heard the Lamborghini pull up at the driveway.
'Geez, I thought he said five seconds,' she thought.

They loaded everything in the car and went back to the Wilaker home to unpack it. Felicity changed and she realized it was already 10:00. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve. Tomorrow she needed to go Christmas shopping. Gross. She didn't like Christmas shopping it was too much of a hassle to figure out what to get who.
She fell back onto her bed feeling the comfort of her body sinking into her comforter. Then she heard a knock on her door. She walked to the wooden door and opened it seeing Haley at her door.

"Do you mind if I come in?" she asked.
"No, of course not!" Felicity answered.
"Thanks. I was just going talk to you about your thing, the thing Will’s going to do to you, on Christmas,” she said, "I know you really want to but think about the life you have ahead of you. I don’t want to make you feel like Will raised your hopes but our life isn’t as good as he told you."
"Oh..."she said disappointedly. She wished people would stop bugging her about it.
"I know my mom has already talked to you about this but we're pretty serious. You are a beautiful girl with great talents. Don't let it go to waste. I would love to stop being this age and go through all of the teenage drama only once but that's not exactly possible. I’m growing up and maturing with the body of such an immature age. It sucks. So please, Felicity don't waste it. But I support whatever decision you want to make but think before you do anything,” she said. Then Haley got up to get out the door.
"Hey Haley?” she said.
“Yeah?”
"Thanks. I’ll at least consider it,” Felicity said mentioned out of sympathy.Then she got into bed and turned the lights out.

The next morning, light pierced through the attic windows. She got up and stretched. Then a knock sounded through her door. She got up and opened the door. There, Will stood with a whole Christmas bouquet of mistletoes.
"If you count how many these are, that's how many kisses you owe me right now,” he said with a mischievous smile.
"Fine. Two...Four...Six...Eight...Ten... Twelve...Thirteen. How about a kiss for thirteen seconds?" she said.
"I'll take that."So facing the clock they kissed for thirteen seconds and then they pulled away and Felicity pushed Will out of the room.
"Hey! I'm not done!!" he screamed.
"Yeah, but we have the next eternity for that and I have to go Christmas shopping so I need to get dressed!" she said laughing.
"Okay... but be downstairs in five minutes and I’ll try not to watch," Will replied.Felicity grinned and dressed in the bathroom even if she knew Will was kidding.
They went out to shop and do other miscellaneous things. They didn't come home until nine’ o’clock that night. They left all of the presents by the tree and Will walked her up to the attic.

"Wow. What a day. Good Night Felicity,” he murmured as he kissed his neck.
"Night Will,” Felicity murmured back,” I love you."
Then Will walked back downstairs to his own room as Felicity showered and got ready for bed. When she was finished she got into her bed and lay in her bed staring at the ceiling. 'How did I deserve such a fairy tale dream?' she thought.Then her door opened and Will came in with only striped boxers on.
"Willie! You scared the baJesus out of me!" Felicity yelled aghast at his lack of clothing and lack of good timing.
"Glad to know but I already knew that I had to wait until you got into bed. Remember I can see and hear anything that goes on in this house,” he winked at her.He crept into her blankets with her and she laid her head on his chest hearing no heartbeat.
"Do you ever think of what we're going name our kids?"
"Kids? We haven't even been married yet and I haven’t tasted your sweet smelling blood yet,” he said amusingly.
"I can't wait,” she whispered attempting to close her eyes.Then before she could even think of sleep, he kissed her and being woken up again, she let go of Felicity and became a new person in all. But it wasn't only Felicity that she let go of.

In the morning she woke up on Will's chest with their undergarments all over the floor and ripped to pieces. Then she shook Will to wake up and she found that his pupils had turned red. "Merry Christmas Felicity," he said. He pounced at her and surprisingly he sunk her teeth onto her neck. Without thinking, she tore her skin off of his skin, took a knife off a shelf and cut her wrist open leaving blood on the knife. It was surprisingly not painful. Now possessing incredible power, she ran to him and stabbed him right in the heart.

Twenty minutes later, she walked outside only wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and old sneakers she found in the closet. Too disgusted with herself to wear any of her own clothes; not wanting to remember the life she led before she got into such a complicated situation. But before leaving she wrote a letter to his family explaining her sudden impulse, her tears leaving black stains on the letter representing her unforeseen decision.Then she stopped in the middle of the snow and wrote,

R.I.P.
WILLIAM WILAKER
A SON, A LOVER, A MISTAKE.

She kneeled and cried her bloodened tears and then paused. She ran back up to the attic see his blood spread onto the gold carpet he worked so hard to fix for her. Felicity took out the knife again slit it through his lifeless arm and released herself one last time. But this time, Felicity Jackmen, was not coming back.

PROLOUGE.
When the Jackmens came back the Wilakers told them that their daughter had eloped with their son and the Jackmens were fine with it knowing Will was a man of good virtue, that Felicity was going to take care of herself fine. Little did they know that neither would ever come back for them, not even for a visit.

The Wilakers buried them right where Felicity had written her lover's epitaph. The couple got what they wanted and stayed forever but still caused the rest of the world the great distress they never wanted to give as their last Christmas present…

99 reasons to hate boys... (not all of these apply to every boy)

2008-11-12T14:28:00.012-05:00

Their smart enough to know how to torture you but not enough to remember what you want of them.

Teasing is what they think a way to let a girl know they like them.

Their stupid decisions.

They think they're better than girls.

The way they make you feel better when you're upset.

The way they can make you feel worse when you're upset.

The way they question your questions? i.e "Why do you love me?" boy answers, "What do you mean why?"

Just cuz they suck.

They can't think of answers to simple questions. i.e. Why did you pick out that hat?

Their lies don't even make sense.

They think racist jokes are funny.

They think that they come up with the best comebacks. pppsssshhh

They think their the smartest people in the world.

Their selfish.

They don't think with their brains.

All they think about is how girls look.

They sometimes like the smell of sweat and don't shower.

They borrow money and SAY they forgot to give it back.

They remember EVERYTHING BUT what you actually want to be known for.

They say "uhhh.." a lot.

They never know the nice things to say to a girl.

They say the most wrong things at the wrong time.

They are very loud.

They injure themselves then expect you to mother them.

They do stupid things to injure themselves.

They think they're always right.

Even at the age of seventeen many of them still think that girls have cooties.

They don't wash their hands after doing their business just because they don't have to wipe themselves.

They are full of themselves.

They think, 'your face' and 'your mom', is funny.

Some of them like way too many girls at the same time.

They have dirty mouths.

They don't know when to stop doing whatever their doing.

Some of them think they can sing.

They say the stupidest things sometimes.

They DO the stupidest things sometimes.

They can be very insensitive.

They take forever to say sorry.

They would never admit any of these.

They think love songs are cheesy.

They think love movies are cheesy.

They think LOVE ANYTHING is cheesy.

They don't know when their in love.

I love you doesn't mean a lot to them.

They don't know the difference between looking and seeing.

If a guy reads number forty five he would probably say 'well duh! they're spelled differently!' and laugh.

They think that being able to jump off the roof is a talent.

They think we're over too over dramatic but they just don't understand.

They are really judgemental.

When they're talking about inappropriate things they don't care how we feel, but when we do it they go 'eeeeeew!'

They never believe us.

They say things that they never do like, "I was thinking about you last night", when they were with another girl.

They just don't understand in general.

They don't, kinda, care what they wear.

They think they can do everything.

They don't dance with you unless you're NOT their girlfriend.

They use normal word in a derogatory term.

If you are vegetarian they eat too much meat.

They think that they can't get ink poison when they write on themselves.
Cant think of anymore.... :(

How- (inspired by AZZLE)

2008-11-07T14:48:00.004-05:00

How does it feel

to feel his

touch

breath

How does it feel

to here his

laugh

touch against you skin

How does it feel

to see his

shining eyes

loving face

How does it feel
to remember his
love

and wonder
why did it ever end?

we're just silly girls falling for stupid boys (inspired by a certain singer)

2008-10-31T14:55:00.006-04:00

the
memory
of
you
is
a
glass
frame
that
i
intend
to
break
and
leave
the
scars
to
heal.
I
must
forget
those
days
when
i
lay
in
your
arms
feeling
safe
and
guarded.
i
was
wrong.
with
your
lies
with
no
guilt.
but
you're
just
a
boy
and
you
don't
understand
how
to
love
a
woman
and
someday
you'll
wish
to
be
a
better
man.
because
if
i
were
a
boy
then
i
would
know
how
to
listen
to
her
because
i
know
how
it
hurts
when
you
lose
the
one
you
wanted
cuz
he
decides
to
take
you
for
granted
and
all
is
destroyed.
but
you're
just
a
boy...

thanks for the memories

2008-10-03T14:43:00.003-04:00

A haunting in my dreams,
a whisper to the winds,
You were my wasted sighs.
But the meaning of me to you was simple.
You made me your spotlight,
To tend to your every order
as I tried to show you I was worth it.
Your kisses revealed no promises,
When you held me tight I worried.
I looked back.
Those times,
those days when we were together.
Why did I not realize that?
You were cruel but I saw past that.
I trusted to be the only one.
I KNEW you,
every piece.
you became a part of my heart forever to stay there.
Late nights, gifts, chocolates, inside jokes, it was only part of the things I relied on
that...
You still loved me.
You bragged, and showed me off like one of your trophies.
Somewhere I knew that you couldn't stay faithful.
I sighed at my imperfections
every night I prayed you would stay there for me.
I stayed like a statue.
To be there, be faithful.
Wasted was my heart.
You turned it black and until I quit.
But like a war,
YOU were easy to get into,
YOU were hard to get out of,
AND YOU were hard to forget.

LOOK CLOSER

2008-09-28T17:15:00.002-04:00

A little girl sat on a creaking swing.
Tears glistened on her cheeks.
As I stood there, all I saw were tears.
But if I looked closer, there in each drop was a deep craving for her mother's love.
I walked the street seeing a man.
He followed a boy home.
I only saw the steps of the boy get quicker.
But if I looked closer,I would've seen the hunger in the man and the fright of the boy.
maybe that boy would've still been here.
In the car I look out the window.
I see a woman's jewelry glimmer in the sunlight.
The woman talks on the phone.That's all I see.
If I looked closer,
I would've seen her press the reject buttons the man that SHOULD matter MOST calls.
I see her hide her wedding ring in the compartment under her seat.
She sends him a text saying she's busy.
But another lover comes up and gives her a kiss.
I would've seen how pitiful it was.
How woould someone know the things inside reflections.

Blood and Scars (finally finished)

2008-09-28T16:35:00.003-04:00

(Five Hours Before)

A man watched behind an old torn down shop, waiting for the girl who should be walking any time soon. Then she came. He walked towards here silently going over his plan. His itching hat and sweater was rubbing against his skin uncomfortably. This was it. He bumped her and threw the tape into her wide open backpack and ran. Ha! It was perfect.

Darlene walked silently through the busy streets, dodging the wandering vagabonds. Then she felt a bump and a tape fell onto her backpack. She picked the taped up and looked for the man she saw walking just a minute ago; he was gone so she continued to run through the rain.

She got home and had an urge to throw it right into her trash can but she left it on her living room table, as she was walking in, and went to find something to eat. She didn't know that the man who inflicted the tape on her parked outside in her driveway. Waiting...

At 8:00 she closed all the windows and doors. As she locked the doors she noticed an olive green Ford Focus out in the front she thought it was a neighbor's visitor. Not thinking anything of it she decided to watch the tape. Darlene skipped to her basement. The VCR swallowed the tape and she sat patiently on the navy blue couch, waiting for the TV to play the tape.

Her eyes widened with surprise at what she saw. she was so scared that her eyes spilled out tears onto her quivering body. The screen flashed more blood, arms, and legs. The thunder sounded and the lightning lit the dark skies for just a few seconds. At that exact moment she read the message on the screen and she flew out of the door.

She realized one one thing as her feet slammed against the floor, the tape was about her. It was her face that she saw on the screen. She took the steps two by two and then ran across the hall faster than a speeding car. It was unbelievable. She grabs the bedroom door but decides to grab the phone instead... it's dead. Her heart pounded with fear. Darlene hears a knock on the door. She grabs a knife and slowly walks toward the door.

Her eyes grow wide and she couldn't help but scream. She slams the door and locks the deadbolt and all the chains. It was the mysterious man who dropped the tape.. He looked like a man in a horror movie. Sudden realization took her. While running through the hall she stopped. Darlene recognized the man; she looked at the hallway wall and saw his picture, he was arm in arm with her father, a friend, relative or... Confusion and fear filled her.

She heard the door unlock.

"Where are you Darlene?..."

She rushed to the back door, her sweat running down her reddened cheeks. She grabbed the emergency gun in the grandfather clock. One question popped into her head, 'Why is he here?'.

His footsteps stalked her until he cornered her at the door. His eyes were cold and filled She slowly slid her finger on the lock finally having a chance to escape. He took the gun out again.

"I never thought that I would have to do this, but before I do. I must explain. Your father cheated me out of my money back when we where business partners. Okay, so he didn't but he did have a really good business that put mine down and there was another situation... When he asked me to be your grandfather, I said yes because I always have wanted my own kids, but I knew my jealousy would get me".

" But why me?! Why not my dad?!"

"I have thought about that... but you see I haven't finished. Then when you were about six months old, I adopted a little girl who was soooo much like you. I was so happy and over joyed. Then one day your dad took you and Alexis , my child, to the beach and he didn't look at the weather. There was a storm and Alexis went for a swim... I guess you know what happened next. Everything I wanted he took away and gained himself."

Darlene took a step outside. His eyes darted to her feet.

"I wanted to him to feel the same as I did", he said slowly raising his gun and taking a step forward.

As Darlene tried to run, he took a shot straight at her head. She fell down in the deep pond in the back of their yard. Her chest, earlier beating faster than full speed mustang, slowed and then fell silent. Her fingers became frozen and still.

Blood filled the pond and lightning struck. The killer stood there and a tear dropped down his face watching as the only other person who could've loved him turned into a bleeding corpse. Then without one bit of a trace, he got out of there, leaving the only household that could've accepted him.

Two weeks later Darlene's parents came back and found her molding body half consumed by all the fish. Of course she was basically a skeleton then but the police still took much time investigating their case. They did not find a trace of the sign who killed her. At least not until 30 years later.

Darlene's parents were in their sixties when her brother Jamie finally figured it out. The lost of his sister was a great lost to their family. So they decided to move somewhere else and he was afraid that it would be too much for his parents to stay in this house.

As he and his family were packing up the house full of sad memories, he saw the hallway picture of Darlene's godfather and picked up and saw traces of blood along it. He took off the frame and on it it said,
"I did it".
Sadly by the time of this discovery the godfather was already dead. TOO depressed to keep himself alive.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaah

2008-09-26T14:56:00.003-04:00

I'm inside the computer lab and I like creative writing and all but I am absolutely bored and The Fish is talking to the blue haired kid so I can't just interrupt that. I'm really clueless on what to write and Susan keeps telling me he hates my music *yuck*. Now who agrees with me that after long days of writing, specially on a friday, that they deserve to be brain dead?? Oh my goshh! Give me things to write about please! I beg you!!

My sucky love poem:P (edited)

2008-09-23T19:44:00.007-04:00

Its been twelve years now since you've been together. Those beautiful years seemed to pass by too quickly.Every night since then, he sits and sighs deeply on the roof of a lonely, abandoned building. He looks to find your face in the stars and your voice in the wind. You picture him smiling at a memory of two in some quiet place, kissing as if the world was blind to your love.Finally getting up, he immediately skateboards to your house, pocketing something unrecognizable. You silently lay in your bed waiting for the avalanche of pebbles to hit your window. Tap, Tap, Tap, he's there with a poem for you. Then those heavenly lips read:
"Your chocolate brown eyes
drown me in a sweet sea of memories.
Your lips leave me
with the blissful smell of your lip gloss.
Your hair,
OH, your hair
those shimmering strands of silken ecstasy
the color of coffee at sunrise in
the paradise of your heart.
I'm faithfully yours and
you're faithfully mine.
So now I must say..."
You think " Is he going to say what i think he is gonna say?"
He says it, "Will You marry me?"
The box came out and fire works light the air with your name. It's your dream isn't it? Outside with your pajamas in the fall breeze, he kneels down with a rounded, lustrous diamond. It gleamed in the darkness. A tear dripped down your cheek as you stuttered,
"Y-Yes."
It was all that needed to be said. It was one word to explain all the love you wanted to express to him.
The fireworks died and he sat at the porch with you looking up at the stars. From behind you hear,
"Can you explain why he's here?"
"Oh, mom we're engaged. Until death do us part mommy."
The expression on her face was like the the million of cars on the highway, fast and furious.
Just the perfect touch.

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2008-09-22T17:26:00.000-04:00

Just start a new post!