Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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Thread Topic: Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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(COUGHARTHURNEEDSTOMEETTHEMCOUGHHACK) xD
We kept tripping over our shoes and such, until we went to.... You know, I'm not sure where we were. Sam kept telling me, But I kept forgetting.
xD I cracked all my knuckes(toes included) My neck, And my back before I posted that. :D -
XD Totally.
"'Ey! You ova there!" I was too unfocused to notice where the voice came from.
>:D Oh, yes. Gang fights. Did you know that a kid/teen dies from gang violence almost every... 14?... seconds. It's quite sad. ._.
:D YAY FOR CRACKING JOINTS. :P I can kind of "crack" my ankle. It's more of just popping it in and out of place, lol. Long story, but it comes down to this -- Injury. -
xD And my ankles. :D :P
I dropped my shot of Scotch. Oh, Bloody hell. "Hmmmr, Yeah, Dude?" I leaned up against a tree, So I could stand. (He does Alot of leaning ._.) Some Guy came up to me, All Gansta' like. -
*Gangsta'
xD Fail. -
D: Aw, f--- it. Ryan Beatty's 15. I never had a chance. S---, I wish he was like, a year younger. ._.
I stood there, my face twisted in a '._.', 'X_X', and ':D' style.
EMOTICON REFERENCES. -
kolkolkolkol! WIEN.
"Whut'szup Dude? Shoud'n you be robbin' and brutally stabbin' someone right nao?" I said to the dude.
'My names Fabino, And I'm goingto rob, and brutally stab you.'
I chuckled.
"Left 'm wallet at home. Sorreh. An' you have no knife. I jus' have a shatter'd Scotch glass, Man."
He smiled twistedly.
'That's all I need, Yo.'
XD -
xD Gangsters of epic proportions.
I stood watching. "Don' 'urt him." The dude grinned even more. He grabbed me, starting to drag me somewhere. I was too drunk to scream. -
"Woahho woah! 'M sure we c'n wurk shumthing out, no?"
He momentarily stopped. 'Like what? Got Money, Holmes?'
"Yup. I got... 80 bucksh or sometin'. Wannit?"
He paused. 'You better not tell no one, Holmes.'
I handed him the eighty bucks, and he Pulled Sam over. 'Yo' tell no one! Or'll track you down, Man. I'll track you, and gut you, holmes!' He sped off. -
I sat down on the grass, hugging my knees to my chest. I couldn't speak.
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So, Did you like mah Quiz? You should like... know all the answers XD
"C'mon, Sam. Let... I dunno. Let's go somewhere, Okie?" -
xD I haven't taken it yet... I mean, I've filled out the form, but didn't submit. I don't wanna fail.
I just stared up at him, not registering anything he was saying. In my mind, it was Dooms Day. Things flashing, blowing up, catching fire. Screams, crashing. I was delusional. I pressed my knees even closer to my chest, paralyzed. -
xD 'I don't wanna fail'
"Dude, Your bein' a... er...." I forgot what I was going to say, So I picked up Sam, In my arms, and stumbled my way back home. "Itz Goin'a be okie!" -
:3 It's true though...
He could have raped me... Or killed us both... Or... Or... Tears ran down my face. That encounter knocked all the alcohol's effect out of me. F--- IT. YOU'RE HOPELESS. -
I dun think Sam likes booze anymore. XD
I sat her down, And frowned. "Whaz wrong? Hmmm?" -
XD Me either.
"T-t-t-h..." I couldn't form my words, make any sound come out. My voice caught in my throat. All I could do is shake my head, as my mind kept telling me, no, no, no...
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