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I remember the giorno of September “Mommy Daddy” when my mom and dad and I were walking in a pitch-black dark hallway. I heard screams, crying, shouts my Mom told me there are things in this world we wont understand. She was right I had no clue what was going on here only god did.

My Dad took off his locket that my Mom gave to him he placed it around my neck and let go I felt the cold golden chain around my neck I looked down. At the golden and silver locket I gently held the locket in my hand I pressed a button and it opened up. There I saw a picture of my Mom on the left side and a picture of my Dad on the right and beautiful Musica played I closed it and when I closed the locket.

My Mom and Dad were lying on the muddy floor Mom Dad no I fell onto my knees I looked at there pale faces. Rubbed my thumb on my Mothers face her eyes were closed with a smile. But blood was all over her how could te smile I felt tears run down my cheeks to my lips. I turned to my dad and detto may god be with te my father’s eye were open blood dripped down his lip blood was all over him. I felt a surge of anger I whispered to my mom don’t worry I will kill whoever did this I promise.

I suddenly woke from the sound of my alarm I turned my head slapped my alarm clock ugh eight o clock in the morning. I sat up on my letto rubbed my eyes got up from my old bed. Walked to my cappotto hanger that’s da my door grabbed my gray sweater. I picked up my phone off of my tavolo da my letto I dialed johns number ciao john. John are te there I herd a loud burp threw the phone oh sick man!!! That’s just nasty. Anyway I was wondering when you’re coming home oh well about five four three two one. And the door opened up john I ran to him and hugged him I missed te dude. He hugged back I missed te to. Man the people in Canada are funny. But the people in Africa are stinky that’s why we gave them bath supplies.

Want some coffee I detto sure I went over to the counter tavolo I took a jar of my Dads coffee recipe I took the ingredients and the paper to tell me what to do. I carefully followed the ingredients soon it was done I took two mugs from my cup cabinet I laid them out onto the counter. I took johns mug held it in my hand I got the coffee poured it into johns mug I walked towards him gave him the coffee I got my cup stood da the tavolo put my arms on a cold old wooden chair. So john detto I have herd about the killer that killed you’re parents in the dark old hallway. I got an image of her I was at Africa and they detto she helped them out she would come at night.

They called her their little Angel okay I detto with a curious face on why would they call her that? John threw a picture of her it slid to the edge of the table. I picked it up there was a tall skinny girl about my age so that means she’s twenty one she had snow white hair with neon colored highlights. She had a machine gun in one hand and a machete in the other he black bangs covered her left eye she had a long black sweater with short baggy jeans she had moved her head cause her hair was in the air and some of the hair swung in her face. Oh her name is gem detto john Okay let me get this strait they think a killer is there Angel this is a complete joke yah know. No its not detto john she’s you’re killer the one te are going to kill. But she’s a girl what’s so dangerous about her. Dude anyone with those kinds of weapons’ are dangerous true so how are we going to find her how are we going kill her where is she man you’re hot detto john. I am what? What detto john te detto I was hot no I didn’t yes I herd you. Oh I wasn’t talking about te silly I was talking about this picture of a really hot girl.

What’s her name I asked not really caring her name is ivory he told me everything about her like her birthday when she was born what size she was he knew everything about her even things I did not want to know. Trust me te wouldn’t want to know both I went to john’s side and glanced at the picture he was looking at a Blondie with green eyes. She were a neon blue tank and a black gonna that stopped at her feet she were no shoes at all. She had a coltello in one hand she had cat ears with a cattail. He detto they were both assassins’ and one of them are blind just were not sure witch one is it all then came back to me I remembered two demonic sisters staring at me when I was crying my eyes out one walked away the other tried to calm me down.

Stop it I told myself stop remembering stop I always hated remembering my parents death I heard john in the background saying calm down are te okay what’s going on I couldn’t answer I tried to speak but nothing came out but little squeaks. Then I herd a very soft faint voice “Tim Tim” why so scared I thought I was just a wimpy girl I tried to speak one last time and I was able to I detto who whose there. I quickly turned to catch whoever was there nothing was there just a dark room I couldn’t see my own hand in front of my face I herd john scream get away be gone demon

I couldn’t see what was going on but I saw a white glow and there I saw john trying to find something to grab onto. As he was being dragged what was going on I thought I ran towards him and fell over a chair uh crap I tried to get up but I would just fall I crawled to the outside of the cucina I called for johns name “john john” where are te I lifted my hand to feel walls o doors o objects that could be in my way. Then I saw the glow come back I could make out a form a human it was in a long white accappatoio, vestaglia it reached out its hand and grabbed my hand and lifted me up immediately I felt my leg heal I could walk Jesus? I asked it shook its head no god?

No well who are te I detto in a shaky voice the light dimmed down I saw beautiful snow white hair, but I saw something that really disturbed me her she had wings but they were not bird wings o Angel wings I am not even sure if there demon wings they were made out of Bones bone wings I guess, she had all kind of neon colori for streaks she had black bangs that covered her left eye I saw her eyes adjust to the darkness around the room her eyes turned from gray to white she had nothing but white eyes, I felt a very cold chill go threw the air and she opened up her mouth and spoke her voice was so soothing she detto don’t worry I wont hurt te I quickly looked down I was scared if I looked something would happen. She touched my back look up and face me john don’t be afraid of me how can I trust te te killed my parents I could tell she was mad for her voice raised face me now I looked up and straitened my back and looked down at her She was tall but she stopped at the very superiore, in alto of my neck. So she was a couple of inches smaller than me you’re name is gem isn’t it she nodded her head in disappointment she knew right away that I knew who she was. I walked over to my coltello compartment got a coltello and held it behind my back she kept looking at my arm behind my back for I bet she knew I had a coltello that I was ready to kill her. She put her and on my face then on my for head and on my cheek she moved the hair out of my face I giggled it tickled when her hands went through my hair you’re blind I detto in shock her cheeks turned red red as a ciliegia she looked down at her feet tears went down her face.

I lifted her face up with my pointer finger its okay I forgive te she smiled and hugged me her cold clammy hands ran through my hair. I wrapped my arms around her once I felt comfortable she then stopped running her fingers through my hair she started slipping from my arms I didn’t fell her the little glow from her was gone I felt something wet on my camicia I looked down slowly and there was red blood stained into my white shirt. Oh heck no I bent down and I saw my coltello that I put down on the floor how did this happen? There was john panting no need to thank me Tim all the thanks I need is are friendship I gave him a look like I was going to kill him.

He then knew what was going on oh so she’s good and not bad and yawl were just starting to bee Friends and I probably destroyed the friendship that was going to happen. So now what we both shrugged are shoulders while we looked at the dying angel. Want go get pizza NO I DON’T WANT TO I WANT TO SAVE THIS Angel I DON’T WWANT TO HAVE SOMEONE DIE IN ARE HOUSE WERE GONNA SAVE HER WETHER te LIKE IT o NOT GOT IT!!!!!! Got it he detto I walked over to my divano and took my blanket that was on the divano went over to gem and wrapped it around her john go start the car. He ran quickly to the door opened up the door and ran out to the car I picked gem up and looked at her and whispered its okay I ran outside towards johns black Honda hurry he detto I jumped into the car we headed for the hospital I held her delicately in my arms her eyes were wide open her pure white eyes turned black fully black I just stared at her john put one of his hands around me its okay dude she will make it she’s an Angel yah but I mean listen Tim she will make it. Trust me I shook my head and detto yes to him but I was doubting she would make it its not possible I thought john kept driving he spoke words of wisdom to calm me down nothing helped I just looked at her sadly.

Hours went da driving in the hot smelly car blood all over me john still talking and praying. I would talk to gem just to make sure she was alive........what will happen in part2
posted by GreenLight24
Author's Note: Hey, guys! :D I've finally drafted the third installment of the "Blacktie." series. It does require some knowledge of the first two stories postato in order here: link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213262/title/blacktie-revised-version[/url][/url] and here:link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213538/title/blacktie-dinner[/url][/url] This is the story of Blacktie's run-in with a female accomplice! It picks up right where the secondo story left off. Enjoy. :D

Anthony gently pulled at his bow tie and unbuttoned his cappotto as he peered devilishly towards the...
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posted by malmcd
te want to be there. te know te do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when te look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs te on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
    The Land te thirst for has loomed at the superiore, in alto of the mountain in Metopia for as long as te can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing giorno as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. te begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when...
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posted by OlivFirecracker
te laugh at something just not funny and the only thing te do is apologise, even if te don't mean it, te do because the people hearing te laugh do not appreciate it. How could they?

You hear something sad about another and te apologise, because te may feel bad for them but te don't know what to say and te think saying anything else o not saying anything at all is inconsiderate, but it's not fair on te because te don't know what to do with that information.

You did te best to save something o someone for someone else but te fail and te know that te haven't Lost anything but...
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posted by Kachetes
The ride to brianas wasnt far but I could hardly see with the wind blowing at my face wich hurt my eyes I realy couldnt tell what happen next,but in a diviso, spalato secondo I found myself inches away from falling on my face to seeing I face close to mine
He was teenage boy hard gray eyes that made me want to break wich is hard to imagen how I got that idea ,he cant break me id break his nose nefore he could even touch me
And yet here I was tightly locked in his arm
“thank te for cacthing me before I fell”i detto very formaly he says nothing he states into my eye with a confused experation he pulls...
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posted by serenacullen93
Hello my name is Leila Claudette Xavier the daughter of Max Oscar Xavier. The CEO of Xavier Arms Of War o X.A.W. it is the number one provider of weapons for the arm forces. X.A.W. has been around since world war one we are a family of geniuses mean the Xavier are know for that. I graduated from college when I was ten years old and was valedictorian of my high school class at the age of eight. I’m now fifteen. I woke to the sun pouring thought my baia window here in Virginia spiaggia near Camp Pendleton so named after General William Nelson Pendleton an Episcopalian minister at Grace Church...
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posted by MomoThePuppy
Terrence moved slowly, watching where he placed his feet. He didn’t want to step on those certain floorboards that squeaked and risk scaring the small girl. He quietly picked his way across the floor, and stopped at the edge of the child’s bed. Gently, he placed a hand on her shoulder, and for a moment, his eyes became locked on the stark contrast of their skin tones. She was very light in color, almost a peachy shade. He was dark in tone, close to the color of chocolate. He smiled at this.

“Rosie,” He said, voice barely above a whisper. “It’s almost daylight. Time to get up, kiddo.”...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
(Not a very creative name, I know)


ONE

I sat on the bed. Doing nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I looked at the clock. Friday, five-fifty-eight PM. Five-fifty-nine. Waiting. Waiting. cuore pounding. Counting seconds. Every week. Every week, SHE came. SHE would try to kill me. Then I would scream for help and they would come. Then I would get a lecture that nothing was there, possibly some treatment o whatever. Then successivo Friday at six, it would happen again.
Forty-five seconds. I glanced at the book. I brought it with me. That way, no one else would read it. It was old and leather-bound, and had pictures...
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posted by Vixie79
In a world of his
she unloads his gun

She and he waits for this
he releases his love

In blue and green orbs
she gives him più and more

A million miles away
A million years girl

In a black woven chest
he digs his nails deep

She trusts in him for what he does
live in a house in the suburbs

He kisses the pain with blood and light
sleeping it off in the morning

A million miles away
A million years girl

In her world of his
she unloads his gun

In a world of his
she covers the sun

A million miles away
A million years
A million years girl
posted by EmoKidSteven
Well te see
I'm not myself anymore
Well te can see
What I've done
Blinded myself
Lost my direction
In this times
That are getting cold
In this moment
To behold
And shine

Here's a poem
For all the loved ones
Here's a grave
For all the dead
Here's the oxygen
For all the living
Here's a tissue
For tears that are shed
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
da Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
da myself

Well take your houses
Take your money
Take the things te don't need
Live the life
You've always wanted
And then burn the memories
Take the good times and the bad
Take the happy maybe the sad
And turn, turn yourself around
I'm Lost in my own fairytale
Where I'm the winner
All over again
in my daydreams I've Lost all hope
All ambition
Looking and losing an only friend

I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
da Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
da myself

I'm lost
I'm here
I'm Lost here
da myself

I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
da myself

da myself
posted by twilight-rocks9
plz tell me if u like it o if i should write more.


And his hair I Amore it!” my best friend Selene said. I make a gagging sound. “Oh shut up Gabs you’re going to be like this your boyfriend and I’m going to suffer.” she said. “You want to suffer then let me replay what te sound like.” I did a horrible impression of her. “Oh no I have to go bye gabby.” she said. When she got up she kicked sand on my arm. “Bye Lena” I detto a little too late. I looked at the suns refezione on the clear blue ocean. I got up to go swimming when someone put their hands over my eyes and said...
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posted by flabaloobalah
CHAPTER ONE: "CARTER"

There’s one silent sensation of falling really fast and really hard. Then it’s over. Just like that. Somewhere off in the distance, a girl screams. Maybe she’s successivo to me and my damaged ears are playing tricks on me. o maybe she really is far away from here, wherever that is.
    A flame billowing over a folded up car flicks its vile tongue. The fuoco reflects in the pools of blood and the bodies. Five bodies, and myself, still alive. Sirens wail and rescue teams and news vans swarm the scene. I moan and grip my chest, waiting for someone to notice...
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posted by Triscia95
“Caroline I’ve tried everything to prove my self time after time that I Amore you, that I would do anything for you, I’d never let anyone hurt you.” Klaus paused as Caroline stood in the door looking down at the hardwood floor tears rolling down her eyes. “That I would die for you.” He finished. Klaus took one step towards Caroline but as he did she took two steps away.

Klaus’s grieved face turned aspro, acida and full of anger. Nothing he did o detto made her realize that if she asked anything he would do it with out a secondo thought. She shook her head and raced out the door.

He wasn’t...
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posted by Insight357
An Angel
A Demon
A battle
Raging in
The night sky

Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind

The Angel knelt down
On the cold winters ground
Spoke a soft prayer
Looked into the empty night air
Saw an image of himself

Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind

The demon summoned all his courage
And broke through the cage
He found no reason
He drew back his army
And walked to the Angel in harmony
With a fanged smile
From the demon
A wicked gleam
From the angel
They made their truths

Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind

No battle
No challenge
Peace
Amongst two forces
Now bonded
Inseparable
posted by Nesrino
Once upon a time, there was a 15 anno old boy named Will who loved sports as if they were his whole life. From the beginning of his first giorno at school, Will tried out for the calcio team and they were amazed how talented this boy was at sports at such a young age. When Will became 12 years of age, he had won the scool over 20 awards for each soccer, pallacanestro, basket and tennis competition they entered. He has also become very fit and well-built from all his exercising and sports, and seems to think that being fit was one of the most important things a person should accomplish in life. Will has always...
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