"Write an articolo about your life, your thoughts, anything on your mind! Get it off te shoulders! Express anything"
I stared blankly at the paper. “What was I going to write?” My mind was blank. My stomach was in a tight knot. I held my fist tightly closed to my chest. I felt like crying. Those dark memories came back.
I raised my hand. She called on me. 'Miss Ivory! Yes!"
I hold back my tears but manage to mumble. All eyes were on my know. I shivered.
"Can te write about anything on your mind? And te won't tell anyone?"
She thought a little bit before answering with a smile. "Why, I don't see why not!" She giggled alttle.
I couldn't stand her. She was always laughing. Always kidding and joking. I can't even laugh anymore. o even smile. It's all fake. Just like her fake little face.
I decide to start with the title.
Name- Ivory Snow
Date- 11/4/2012
Age- 17
I don't know what it's like to smile. TRULY.
All I ever feel is pain. It comes and follows me. EVERYWHERE. There is no escaping. Like being trapped in an iron cage. Dark. Doomed. I am the REAL Ivory Snow. And here is my story.
I wasn't always an orphan. In fact i had a caring loving family. Treated me well, spoiled me with goodies. It was a dream life. Until one day. I was about 10. And my dad picked me up from school. It wasn't an ordinary day. Because he had it planned. He took me back home. Mother was at work so the house was silent. He said, "Why don't te hop in the shower, I'll get te a towel. Being a "Good Girl" I went, stripped in my bedroom and got in the shower. He didn't get a towel. He got his clothes off. He jumped in the shower, scaring me half to death. I tried to get away. He pulled me back into the torchere chamber of a shower. He was looking at me in a wierd way, staring as i tried to cover da looking away, but i didn't know what his filthy mind had coming. He got me in my mom's bed. he got on superiore, in alto of me. He raped me. And he did it più than once. He craved it. He made me. When i refused and tried to get away he would whip me, hit me. I have scars to prove it. He died. I killed him. Know i have to explain to anyone about the secret abortion. So here i am. At an orphanage, waiting for someone to say they'll Amore me. But that will never happen right? I mean who could Amore me.
I handed it in. And told her. "This is my true story" I walked out of the classroom. Looking at everone else. Tears filling my eyes. I ran. I haven't seen anyone that i knew since. After all I am the bad guy now.
I stared blankly at the paper. “What was I going to write?” My mind was blank. My stomach was in a tight knot. I held my fist tightly closed to my chest. I felt like crying. Those dark memories came back.
I raised my hand. She called on me. 'Miss Ivory! Yes!"
I hold back my tears but manage to mumble. All eyes were on my know. I shivered.
"Can te write about anything on your mind? And te won't tell anyone?"
She thought a little bit before answering with a smile. "Why, I don't see why not!" She giggled alttle.
I couldn't stand her. She was always laughing. Always kidding and joking. I can't even laugh anymore. o even smile. It's all fake. Just like her fake little face.
I decide to start with the title.
Name- Ivory Snow
Date- 11/4/2012
Age- 17
I don't know what it's like to smile. TRULY.
All I ever feel is pain. It comes and follows me. EVERYWHERE. There is no escaping. Like being trapped in an iron cage. Dark. Doomed. I am the REAL Ivory Snow. And here is my story.
I wasn't always an orphan. In fact i had a caring loving family. Treated me well, spoiled me with goodies. It was a dream life. Until one day. I was about 10. And my dad picked me up from school. It wasn't an ordinary day. Because he had it planned. He took me back home. Mother was at work so the house was silent. He said, "Why don't te hop in the shower, I'll get te a towel. Being a "Good Girl" I went, stripped in my bedroom and got in the shower. He didn't get a towel. He got his clothes off. He jumped in the shower, scaring me half to death. I tried to get away. He pulled me back into the torchere chamber of a shower. He was looking at me in a wierd way, staring as i tried to cover da looking away, but i didn't know what his filthy mind had coming. He got me in my mom's bed. he got on superiore, in alto of me. He raped me. And he did it più than once. He craved it. He made me. When i refused and tried to get away he would whip me, hit me. I have scars to prove it. He died. I killed him. Know i have to explain to anyone about the secret abortion. So here i am. At an orphanage, waiting for someone to say they'll Amore me. But that will never happen right? I mean who could Amore me.
I handed it in. And told her. "This is my true story" I walked out of the classroom. Looking at everone else. Tears filling my eyes. I ran. I haven't seen anyone that i knew since. After all I am the bad guy now.
Alquestria,a land of magical creatures,good and bad.Where Elves,fairies and all your fairytale creatures roam freely.Alquestria has been peaceful for years,but now a new danger lurks--caputuring the Alquestrians and draining out their magic..
Lilly, a 14 anno old is just and ordinary Human girl.She gets bullied and teased all the times.But when she gets Lost in the woods,she finds herself in a whole different world,Alquestria.It's up to her, and ordinary Human Girl to save the Alquestria before danger spreads into the human world.But will she in time?
Onza
Onza Is the youngest out of the three. But she's one person who is willing to battle for what she believes in. She has Long snow white hair and red eyes.
Lilith
Lilith Is very quite she has amazing senses and te don't want to mess with her when she is mad.
Zula
Zula is the leader of the three she is very dark and mean she's is one person who te don't want to meet
Fierce & Love
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