Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
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Lost.
Aug 28, 2006 17:35:51 GMT -5
Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 28, 2006 17:35:51 GMT -5
Alana shook her head peeling off the bark from the tree. "This is the crappiest day ever..Help please" she sighed and laid them all in a piles. The thunder got louder then lightning got closer.
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Annabella De Luca
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Were fated toxic lovers, Pain and passion intertwined.
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Lost.
Aug 28, 2006 17:36:51 GMT -5
Post by Annabella De Luca on Aug 28, 2006 17:36:51 GMT -5
Anna started tearing chunks of bark off the tree. "I can't believe this sht.."
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Brett Mirth
Stalker
rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Lost.
Aug 28, 2006 17:39:30 GMT -5
Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 28, 2006 17:39:30 GMT -5
"Me either. What'd we do to deserve this?" she shivered and surrouded stones around the bark. Once they had enough she took out a lighter and match and set the bark on fire. "We'll be here for a while" she said upset and drifting off. Her eyelids fell over her eyes and she fell against the tree.
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Annabella De Luca
Stalker
Were fated toxic lovers, Pain and passion intertwined.
Posts: 590
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Lost.
Aug 28, 2006 17:43:36 GMT -5
Post by Annabella De Luca on Aug 28, 2006 17:43:36 GMT -5
Anna looked at her and watched the fire and kept poking it with a stick to keep it going.
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Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Lost.
Aug 28, 2006 17:45:41 GMT -5
Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 28, 2006 17:45:41 GMT -5
Alana laid there quivering and thinking to herself why she drank all that vodka, why'd she follow Anna, why is this happening them. Her eyes opened to see a roaring fire she stared for a moment at the flames rising and cross her arms.
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Annabella De Luca
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Were fated toxic lovers, Pain and passion intertwined.
Posts: 590
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Lost.
Aug 28, 2006 17:49:32 GMT -5
Post by Annabella De Luca on Aug 28, 2006 17:49:32 GMT -5
Anna sighed and looked at the sky. It thundered than 5 seconds later it lightening. "Five miles away.."
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Brett Mirth
Stalker
rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Lost.
Aug 28, 2006 17:53:03 GMT -5
Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 28, 2006 17:53:03 GMT -5
Alana kept silent, and finally asked "Why is this happening to us?" she frowned and kept holding on to herself
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Aug 29, 2006 17:48:15 GMT -5
Post by Alexandra Ramsey on Aug 29, 2006 17:48:15 GMT -5
Alex walked into her dorm, smiling. She had just aced a test she didn't study for. When she opened the door, she looked at all the bottles on the floor. She questioned them. Her eyes got wide, then she sighed, rolling her eyes. She had relized it had been Anna, maybe even Alana. This had happened to Anna once this year, and she got a druken call from Anna, saying she was 50 miles away from campus. So Alex had to take 2 hours of her day going to get Anna from whereever she was, and had Anna promise she would never go that far again. Damnit Anna, how many times... where the hell are you? She said. She walked over to her bed, laying down her books and large navy blue purse. She had on a white polo with a small light blue moose on the upper left corner, and some faded tight jeans, with a few paint splashes and rips&tears. She kicked off her white flip-flops, pushing them under the bed. Her hair was [deathly] straighted, and put up in a high ponytail, with a white bow with small lightblue polka dots all over them. She had on her usual makeup. She looked around the room, seeing if they had left their cellphones. She didn't find them, so she figured they were in their pockets. She took out her cellphone and dialed Annas number. "Come on, Anna. Answer... answer..." She said, putting her hand to her hip, pacing around the room.
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Brett Mirth
Stalker
rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Lost.
Aug 30, 2006 1:26:16 GMT -5
Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 30, 2006 1:26:16 GMT -5
[lol all-nighter x]] Alana tilted her head gazing into the flames, she could imagine herself burning, herself turning into the ashes. Suddenly a ring was heard through the girls ears, Alana gave Anna a dirty look "You had a phone this whole time?!" she yelled and grabbed the phone from her. Alana answered "Hello! Alex is this you?! Oh my god we're in the forest like miles away from Powell!" she rushed through her words "I don't know where we are! Get some help plea-" and the connection died. "Hello?" she repeatly said. Alana handed it back to Anna. "We're stuck here?" she questioned herself.
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Aug 31, 2006 18:02:02 GMT -5
Post by Alexandra Ramsey on Aug 31, 2006 18:02:02 GMT -5
She listened to Alana babble, waiting for her to finish. When she was in the middle of the word "please", the connection lost. Alex backed up, taking the phone away from her ear. She looked at it questionable. It said 'Call ended; connection lost. time: 0:46' She rolled her eyes. Charge your phone more, Anna. She hung her phone up, putting it in her back pocket. She went over to her dresser, opening it up. She took her and slipped it on, then looked for her jean jacket. Once she found it, she put it on too. Then she took her [rofl] out, putting it on over her other coats. She got her out, putting them ontop of her head. She went over and got her putting them on. She got her car keys, heading out to her car. She got in, hooking her phone into a space in the car. She flipped the top open, pressing a few buttons. She pressed the "ok" button. It traced the phone she last called on her phone and its directions. She turned her car on, driving off to what was the woods.
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