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Nov 17, 2010 02:09PM
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Lilliuth walked back into the house foyer glad of a sucessful night. She stuffed her gun into its holster and headed up to her room.
Liexy sat in his room half asleep reding and listening to music.
Liexy sat in his room half asleep reding and listening to music.
Ada drove down the highway at very high speeds with the music blared up very loud. She didnt care about anything at the moment.
Leayanne looked at her gun sitting quietly next to her notebook she walked over and grabbed her notebook. She opened it and began to write
Maddy grabbed her I-pod out of the pocket in her heavy sweater and put the music full blast in her ears, She blocked out any thought that came to her mind
Taking an exit Ada jetted through a stop sign and through down town. Taking a left she pulled into a sickly familiar neighborhood. She parked her car along the side of the rode and got out walking down the street a few blocks. She came to a house that made her gut writh and churn in her stomach. Sighing she went over to her grandmama's house and knocked.
She wrote:There's a girl hidden inside of me. She is good. She loves everyone. She hides herself away. Like shadows in the night. One day when she is ready she will burst out. Then there will be no bad Leay just a good one. She is me. Without a gun.
Lilliuth snuck down stairs and out side into town. She breathed in the cool night air, the perfect weather for a walk.
As Maddy was grabbing her I-pod she twiddled her fingers around the gun in her pocket, she looked at it tensely and shoved it harshly back in, she wasn't proud on what she had done the night before.
Sam sits at her desk, slowly twirling her pen while staring out the window at the darkness and shadows. Like most nights she's bored. Slowly she returns to her work,turning the music on her ipod up. She remembers the knife in her desk drawer...and the gun in her backpack.
After finishing her homework, Sam pulls on her hoodie and walks out the back door, just in time to see Mud go past, and then she's gone. No one is outside at the moment, just her. She breathes a sigh. beginning to walk toward town, she changes her mind and turns in the opposite direction. fingering the small gun in her pocket, she walks down the street toward the small forest that creates a dead end. never looking back, she steps into the trees.
With a soft laugh she sees the small tree house that had taken up her entire summer in fourth grade. It was horribly built, barely hanging on the tree. their was a beach towel for a door, and a different assortment of woods created the walls. climbing up the dirty rope ladder, she ascended into her fort. Upon entering she realized that someone had been there. looking down at the floor, the dirt disturbed by tromping feet, she found a small note. As she picked it up, she found handwriting that she hadn't seen in years.
Samara, Yeah, it’s me. I know that you’re not going to read this for a while and I know that when you do you won’t tell anyone about it. My offer is still good. I know you’re not as happy as you seem. I know you didn’t choose this life and I believe that if you could you would have chosen a better life. I’m offering you a chance. The FIB has been looking for you since you were eleven, they have to be getting close. Come find me. I’m happy, yes there is a way for people like us to be happy, and you can be too.
Jed
Mud turns her music louder trying to forget everything and forcing things out of her mind, her doctor always said she shouldn't because it was bad for her health but she couldn't resist

