May I have my own soap?
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Thread Topic: May I have my own soap?
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"I don-"
I don't have all day, David. Kill 'er already. I stared up.
"FOR GOD SAKES, NO!" I looked back at the girl. I mouthed 'sorry.' and decided to walked away. -
I did more research about him, and took notes as if I were going to write a paper on him.
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Micah reapeared, and whispered "Run nao."
"Like hell I will"Tet responded, walking after David. Curiousity killed the kitty...or in this case the Tetsumi. -
:O ZOMG!!! I'M SO SORRY!!! I GOT SO CAUGHT UP IN DRAWING FAN ART FOR DEATH NOTE... D:
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Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, He has a red tie.
I tightened my tie so it was on the edge of squeezing my throat. I stormed off back home, Slammed the door shut, and sat at my desk. -
It's okay, epic drawing
When I went to refill my mug, I realized I was out of coffee mix. Quick trip to the store will fix that. -
She stopped, as soon as a cold feeling spread over her.
The supposed phantom boy stood beside her, completely visable to everyone, his image shimmering.
Tetsumi fell to the ground, unconsious.
The spirit disapeared... -
'LANA!
I scratched names of my list. -
"You sure you're old enough to go shopping by yourself?" the cashier asked, looking down at me as if I were under the age of ten. "I'm nineteen you dumb---." Not that easy to tell, me being four feet. It sucked sometimes.
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I sighed. I missed Conor. My brother. He died 12 years ago, But I still missed him.
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Oh yeah. Unconsious on the sidewalk.
People passed her by, as if she were invisable, which she must surely was'nt.o.e -
I reluctantly threw on some shoes. Everyone knows shoes just ruin your feet... I thought, annoyed with society. I headed out to the streets to observe people and try to find one of the murders in action. It was stupid, but it was one of the risks I was willing to take.
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"After I finished, I started walking home. And when I was halfway there, I came across an unconsious girl. "Hey. Hey, you. Wake up." I said, gently shaking her.
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I slammed my pencil down in anger. I grabbed my knife again, And went outside.
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I saw an unconscious girl across the street and another girl trying to wake her up. I strolled over. I could tell the girl who was awake was questioning my intentions, seeing as I was only 13. I bit my thumb, an old habit I'd never quite broken, and tried to figure something out. Just before I saw this girl I saw a man run down the street... He seemed panicked... He must have been the murderer... And this girl must have been the victim... I paused and narrowed my eyes. Isn't it suspicious how all of the victim's are of the female gender?
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