Most Important Event In Every Movie Is 'The Point Of No Return' - Jill Chamberlain

Alone. All cold, cold as snow in December's winter embrace. What have I become in life? I let the others push me, let poverty and unhappiness take over, and let me live a short, tragic life. Did I long to be miserable and unhappy like Poe so I could become a great writer? Did I read The Little Match Girl too much at age five o six to the point where I became her? Am I an attention seeker because my parents never gave a damn about me? I could have been anything, anything I wanted. I was a great writer, fantastic artist, had a perfect boyfriend for me, but I just threw it all away. If I could,...

Angel's POV

All of a sudden the lights disappear as do our wands. I hope they were placed somewhere safe. Rosella, Tyler and I arrive in front of some sparkling pool of water. "Uhh...Tyler, what the heck are we doing here?" I domanda my rebel brother. "I don't know! I swear we were supposed to be with the Goddess of the Oracle!" Tyler exclaims. te know, I totally expected something like this to happen from Rosella. But, since Tyler did it, it's pretty surprising to me! "Well, the way I see it, there's no Goddess here!" Rosella yells at the superiore, in alto of her lungs. I agree with my younger sister for...

We didn't tell mine o Blake's family about the pregnancy. I didn't want anyone to feel sorry for us if we had another miscarriage. I was really excited, but I was also absolutely terrified. And since I couldn't manage to keep myself calm, Blake insisted that I keep taking my medication throughout the pregnancy.

I took Hera to her first AA meeting. I promised not to tell Dad o Kara, even though I knew I probably should. We agreed we only tell them if she kept drinking; and I warned her if she lied to me, I would eventually find out and kill her. She didn't really talk in the meeting, which...

I was able to avoid Drew for the rest of the school week because of work. He wasn't happy about it, but there wasn't much he could do; I had to work. I'd taken the last nonconvulsant pill a couple days ago. This worried me; maybe if I could manage to stay calm and not get too worked up, I wouldn't have any major seizures. Every once in a while, when I'm not on medication, I can have absence seizures; those aren't so bad, but it's still not fun.

Blake asked if I was free on Saturday. I guess I could avoid Drew for another day. He detto he'd pick me up at my house at noon.

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On Saturday, I was...

Alex's pov


I hate Chicago busy all the time and easy to get mugged like right now.The guy was chasing me a gun pointed I couldnt mostra what I was just around the cornor and wham. I felt a bullet hit me.the bullet was from a .44 magnuim I had one like it in my room at home my friend accidently shot me with it and i knew what the bullet felt like.It hit me in my right shoulder damaging my wing.*no escape* I thought. I finally turned the corner to a dead end.I baked against the wall.Then my Friends jumped from the roof tops and surrounded me.I got of the bacheca and kicked the gun outta his hand and...

Things were better after that. It was... boring I guess. But being bored is better than being raped. I walked for hours upon hours, still seeming to get nowhere. I was starting to believe I was truly lost. My stomach felt like it was starting to digest itself, which I hoped it wasn't, but I wouldn't be surprised. The only time I had something to drink was when it rained. I'd walk down the road, with my mouth open at the sky like a complete idiot. It worked a little though, and I kept myself from dehydrating.

It was three whole days before I got close to home. But I was so hungry and tired and...

It had been almost a mese since I arrived at Gail's place. It wasn't that bad there. Actually, it was a lot better than I thought it ever would be. Since then, I had had absolutely no contact from my brothers. I was starting to get worried. How was Reed? Was Nikolai happy I was gone? Did they even miss me? One Saturday morning while I was eating breakfast Gail must;ve noticed I was in a mood.

"What's up, kiddo?" she asked.

"I just miss my brothers," I shrugged it off. "They haven't called o anything,"

"Well that's 'cause they can't," Gail detto with a strange hint of optimism in her voice. They...

1 anno later...

I ran my hand through my hair, and took a deep breath. After a few più breaths, I finally got the courage to knock on the door. There were some shouts over who should get the door, and I smiled a little. A couple minuti later I heard the deadbolt unlock, and the door opened. I smiled shyly.

"Alessa?" he asked. Tears of joy began their journey down my face and I nodded, smiling hugely. Iwas pulled into a giant hug, and lifted me off my feet..

"Micah!" I shouted. He set me off the ground looked me over, and chuckled.

"You haven't changed a bit!" he smiled.

"I wish I could say the...

I have no idea what it's called yet. I would post this in risposte but it's a little long. It's about a girl named Kathryn who is murdered and her ghost starts following around a girl named Ambyr (name subject to change, I'm just using it for now). This is the prologue:


PROLOGUE
She got up immediately after she tripped, mentally yelling at herself for not paying attention. She ran, her dark brown, almost black, hair bouncing. Tripping had let whoever was chasing her catch up a little. Faster, faster! She thought hard to herself. But she had been running for a long time. Imagine the person behind...

    A raven flew up to me. I stayed up in my tree, my gear tampering with my balance. It was plenty bad on its own. It didn’t need help. I sighed, and jumped down from the albero as I heard my name. No, I didn’t need anyone to know my secret. Not her, not yet.
    
    I awoke to the beeping of my alarm. It was a cold December morning. I would Amore winter, if it just wasn’t so cold.
    I ran over to the window. Of course, the weather channel lied again. Last night they predicted it would snow, but did it? No....

Prologue:
When I Was Thirteen



“Chase!” Carrie Flinn yelled over the roar of music. A boy who looked uncannily like her— black hair, hazel eyes and a thin nose dusted with freckles— turned around.
“What?” he yelled back. “I'm trying to listen to the concert!” Carrie rolled her eyes and leaned her arms against the cool metal bar of the small balcony. She was with her brother, Chase, at a Metallic Lights concert, the band Chase loved and Carrie detested. They had quite amazing seats on a little metal balcony that hung just above the stage, so that anybody on stage could just reach...

I glanced around the schoolyard, seeing plenty of familiar faces. Behind the trees, I saw Raegan's black curls. "Raegan!" I called just loud enough for her to hear. I watched her hazel eyes scan the schoolyard. when her eyes met me, she smiled, reveling her braces and waved to me to come over. I couldn't help but smile back. We'd been Friends since first grade, but we'd been drifting apart. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Brooke roll her eyes at Raegan. They never did get along.
I walked to the trees, carefully maneuvering around the dirt so my new converses wouldn't get ruined. "Hey, Ana,"...

I felt stiff, and I stretched. I slowly opened my eyes; I was in Alexander’s bedroom. I was fully clothed, that was a good sign. I laid flat on my back.
    “Yes, I found him on the street,” Alexander must’ve been on the phone. Was he talking about me? There was a pause.
    “He was crying, and I brought him back here. He got into a bad fight with Grey. She kicked him out,” great a recap.
    “Okay, I will. Goodbye Dr. Anozi,” Alexander hung up the phone. He was talking to Dr. Anozi. I felt comforted da the fact that...

Chapter 7

The Front Desk

Jason walked up to the front desk. The front scrivania, reception manager was asleep, with his head facing the back wall. It seemed as if there were one million pictures and folders scattered along his desk. Right on his lap was the oro coin Jason had dato him.
Jason reached for it. He was just about to lift it up, when the front scrivania, reception manager rotated his head in a perfect cerchio with the front of his body facing the opposite direction. His facial expression and face was completely different. He wasn’t a human. He was a monster. His red eyes were not exactly eyes. They were più like...

Jason: blonde spiky hair, green eyes, wearing his preferito chitarra camicia for almost three days straight, and he’s a teenager, but a rather short one. He has arancia, arancio braces that are spotted easily when he smiles. Jason has an arm that can oddly twist all the way around in a
perfect circle. One of the strangest things about him is a black thing in the shape of a flame on his left leg. People think it’s a poorly drawn drawing, but he was born with it, and as he got older it grew with him.

Jason was sitting da the fireplace watching the flames blow from side to side. His eyes liked to find themselves,...

"Takaya's grades have been decreasing, there is a chance she may not make high school successivo year.." Ms. Mitsuba says calmly to my mother. "Takaya! Is this true? Why didn't te tell me te were failing school?" She snaps at me, who was sitting successivo to her on the cushioned chairs placed across the marble desk. I silently shrug, looking down at the patterned carpet. "Tell me!" She continues to order. "I just-" "Your father is gonna be furious!" My mom cuts me off of my sentence. Thats when I had snapped. "Quit talking! Let go of my now!" I cry, my voice thundering. Ms. Mitsuba grabs my wrist,...

When I woke up, all the windows were covered in snow, surrounding me, isolating me from others. My stomach growled, but I didn't want to leave. I feared if I didn't get a job, I'd lose everything. I got out of the car, still wearing my clothes from yesterday, which was nothing but jeans, converse, and a black tartaruga neck. Not wanting to waste valuable gas, I walked around town. My stomach growled again, and the thing inside me kicked a series of blows for a couple seconds.

The buildings here were tall, and far away I could see the new, fancy skyscrapers. But here, the buildings were old and...

Masquerade

Brightly colored masks
Lined up on the wall.
Waiting to take part
In the Masquerade ball.
Smoothly shaped plastic
Fitted to flesh,
Each of their disguises
Much like the rest.
Hiding the scars,
Unsightly disfigurements,
Ways they are marred,
Ways they are different.
Each of them has one,
Hiding the truth,
Things that are ugly,
Battles of youth.
Smothering plastic
Hinders my breath,
Tightly laced ribbon
Cuts into my head.
"Just take it off"
The insistent voice says.
"Then te could breath.
You'd be free again.
Remember the days
When life was so simple.
The whole world was good,
And yours soft and simple.
Those...

My whole body was trembling. I sat up in my bed, the covers everywhere and messed up. My cuore was pounding and there was a ringing noise in my ears. I scanned the room for him, and even when I saw he wasn't here, I still couldn't release my fears.

I had been raped.

Trying to keep calm, I grabbed my clothes off the floor, my camicia had a rip in it, so I grabbed another camicia from my closet. I ran a brush through my hair, getting out all the knots. Then I decided I couldn't live with myself this way and decided to take a shower. I turned the water on to blistering hot, and I scrubbed my entire...

Lilith, still Frozen from the domanda her beloved Howl had asked her. She so badly wanted to unleash an answer, but couldn't.

I really wanted to tell him. Yeah, I want to marry him, but I cannot speak at all. I started to breathe deeply and my voice was dry, so he could barely hear me when I said,"Yes. I will be happy to marry you." Howl and Debbie couldn't understand me, as tears started to roll down my face. Odd, whenever I get emotional o excited, o both like in this situation right here, my throat dries up like Beatrix Kiddo's did after digging herself up after being buried alive da Bill's...