try to make me cry contest.
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Thread Topic: try to make me cry contest.
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Try it im in the mood for a tragic story.
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This isn't that sad but *shrug*
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I slipped out the door of my matromanic abode, the crisp frozen taiga that had appeared overnight was welcome after being cooped up in my house all day.
My parents have never been the most understanding humans on earth. They do not understand the concept of freedom and private life, they like to pry through all of the boards I put up and search every nook and crannie of my life outside that stagnant box that they call home.
Well, it isn't really a box. It is a unique Victorian home that they payed big bucks for. I don't really care for it but if someone is willing to pay almost half a million dollars for and cookie cutter estate then why bother them!
The thick, deep powdered ice that I troughed through started to freeze my calves. I should have worn thicker pants,[/i-] not these thin slacks of fabric pressed against my bony legs.
[I]Maybe I can sneak back inside and grab some thicker pants
I turned back to the house and started to make may way to the front door, no, if I go back inside now then I will never come back out!
I made it to our large black estate gate, the lock was frozen but I knew a trick. Well less of a trick and more of a rebellion. I put my right foot up on the lower support beams of the gate then hopped it landing fiercely on the other side.
"Maddie!"
That could be the voice of only one person, Ezra.
I pretended not to hear him and continued to trough through the perilous taiga. I had gotten only a few steps before I heard his hoarse voice again.
"Don't pretend like you don't here me! Get over here!"
There was no way you could have missed him that time,
I turns quickly on one heel over to the direction of his voice.
"Yes Ezra? What do you wish to say that might ,a key me like you better then you already know I do."
Sarcasm, one of life's essential tools.
"I need your help,"
"With what? Breathing?"
"No, it's just that-just come over here and you will see."
"What if I don't care? Besides my parents told me I can only walk east today."
"Please," He hesitated looking down at the snow ,"I will buy you lunch if you do."
"There are no good places to eat in the east side of town"
"Just please. I beg of you." I could see now that his face was bright red, eyes hollowed to the core, like he had just watched someone die.
I bip my lip drawing blood to its surface.
"Okay, but you will owe me"
"Just-hurry, please"
I started to inch my way to were he was standing by his new porche his parents bought him for no reason other that they could.
As I neared I could see a bit of colour lining the ground.
"Please, just hurry up."
"What is the rush?
I started to walk faster, it helped bring warm blood back through me.
I could see tears in his eyes now, he was crying, sobbing.
"I didn't know." His voice was full of warning but warning for what?
In the snow lightly powdered with white was a pale ginger, she was unconscious, or at least I hope.
I rushed forward tripping through the blazing taiga.
"What happened?"
"I-don't-know,"
His voice was hardly above a whisper.
I didn't know Ezra could be so emotional.
I slid to the ginger, wrapping my hand around her back with my head up to her chest. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
I am now sweating bead of persperation like nobody's business. My body felt numb and I didn't want to move.
I didn't even know this girl and she is just dead. Right underneath me unliving, cool like porcelain, dead.
Grasping what I had just experienced I jumped back off her.
"I didn't do anything I swear." His voice was emotional and I just now noticed that he was wet.
I didn't want to say anything, didn't want to move, didn't want to breathe.
"Say something please" his eyes were passionate and glossy.
"She's-dead."
"Yeah,"
"How long?"
"I don't know, I dont know, I don't know,...."
""We need to, get, her to a, hospi-" my voice trailed off. My parents couldn't have know how a sheltered life would make me so unprepared for this."
"But, they will think that I did it and besides, what use is a hospital to a dead person."
I thought of my phone,
"we can call the cops, I will justify everything you say."
I may not like Ezra that much but he is honest. I trust him. I mean I have no reason not to right?
He slowly nods his head
I have already pulled out my phone, 9-1-1, I UT the phone up to my ear and wait.....
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The police have shown up and so has an ambulance. Our parents are currently talking to a private detective while Ezra stands besides me.
He never told me what happened to the girl-Emily.
"What really happened?"
He stares blankly at me as if to tell me the obvious.
"In boy detail, like how did she die?"
He hesitated an started. "I was waiting in my car for Emmy to show up because we are dating you see...and we'll she came up to my car window and started talking excessively about random crap, then she shot a pained look at me and said I love you. I leaned in to kiss her and well, when she didn't lean back I figured you know, the girl doesn't want to be kissed. I backed off and as I did, I watched her slump to the ground. I freaked out and tried to wake her but she didn't wake up. I was so scared man, I didn't know what to do. I stayed there by her just waiting for her to wake up-"
-didn't you think to call the cops?"
"No, I didn't have my phone on me."
"Oh, well you could have called for help. Or walked a block down to my parents house"
"Well to be honest, I was so scared that I didn't think about anything but her waking up."
"But she is dead"
He frowned at me, furrow in his brow
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Probably not very sad but I tried. :)
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Probably not very sad but I tried. :)
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37/100
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God, my story has so many typos.
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The boy who died for me in the movies. I'm going to see them again. No one else is going to love an ugly girl like me. I'm scarred. I'm ugly. I'm broken. Maybe this is a stupid decision, but maybe it's a good one. I have no home. I have no family. They're all dead and burned to the ground. They say home is where the heart is, and I don't want to live homeless. I'm going to meet God. I'm going to see my family. I'm going to die tonight.
Maybe you should join me?
Love,
The Broken Girl
Damn, this sucked, but meh. -
65/100
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f--- YEAH I GOT A D b----ES
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my bad funnie
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OH HAHA GOTTA B HEHE
glad you liked it ^~^ -
it brung about 4 tears to my eyes
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Once upon a time SN cheated on you the end
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Once in a far away land there was a Young girl
She was a sweet child
With a pure heart and a beautiful personality
She was also beautiful
Every one in the kingdom desired the girl
Her family were tortured by the king but she promised her father she would not marry unless she loved the one she was being we'd to
Her family were burned at the stake in front Of her eyes
Her friends were forced to marry people who abused them
Until their husbands killed them when they gave birth to a daughter
But she had promised them the same thing as her father
Then one day the young girl fell in love with the bakers son
They were to be married
A year after the young girl had given birth to twins one boy and one girl
The cruel kings
Found out and had the bakers son killed in a fight
He had the children turned into slaves killing the son and impressions the daughter
He then took the young girl and had his way with her
He then tortured and burnt her at the stake
( not that sad but I tried )
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