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Cass's Story Part 6The next day, I went up to Char's room. I knocked, because her bedroom door was closed. Which I thought was odd, because her door is hardly ever closed. I thought nothing of it, and raised my fist to knock on the hard wood.Cass's Story Part 6
"Char?" I asked. I heard shuffling around, and assumed it was her.
"In a minute, Cass. Let me dress." she said. I gave her a few minutes, and soon she came out.
"What is it?" she asked, smiling. Come to think of it, she was kind of acting more chipper than usual. Again, I thought nothing of it. "Mother needs you to help her in the barn. The cow." I said. She immediately knew
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She was the shyest little girl Chance had ever laid eyes on. Even at two years old, she was silent as a mouse, not rambunctious or playful. Her warm, brown eyes were blank and distant. Emotionless. But what Mr. and Mrs. Monroe said terrified him. She was found, the only survivor, from an attack on an Indian tribe. Imagining the things she lived through sent chills down his spine. Though at last he found his voice.
"Mrs. Monroe, what did you say you were goin' ta do with her again?" The woman adjusted the baby girl on her hip and smiled warmly. "Oh we were going to t
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The Salem Witch trials.It was just before dusk, the once milky blue sky dazed in vibrant hues one would only see in a summer's dream. I sat staring off into space, the forgotten but still dripping wet paintbrush splashed onto my dress. I looked down and cursed inwardly as the green on my skirt contorted before my eyes. The color going from a thistle green to a murky brwonish black. With another curse I placed the brush on the small wooden table at my side. By that point the sun was below the horizon and as I did everyday for as long as I can remember I watched with a heavy heart as the last warm rays dissapeared behind the mountians. I spotted small specThe Salem Witch trials.
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| Name:Ashley Elget Age:16 Well, basically everything you need to know about me is stated below this section.  i don't know what else to say about myself, except the fact that i'm a really cool person once you get to know me. if i think of anything else to say about myself, i promise i'll put it up.*WARNING* sometimes, my stories contain a lot of swearing, violence, sexual situations, etc. i understand some people may or may not like that. if you don't like it, then don't read it. if you choose to read it and think of reporting me, PLEASE talk to me first. i've never been reported and would like to keep it that way. thanks!! |
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- Current Residence: Illinois
- Interests: friends, horses, reading, watching TV, NO school, writing, the Civil War, sitting in dark corners.
- Favourite movie: the 'Saw' series, Glory, many more..
- Favourite band or musician: Bullet for My Valentine, Avenged Sevenfold, Three Days Grace, AFI, Escape the Fate, many more.
- Favourite genre of music: rock, metal
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allan Poe
- Favourite photographer: me
- Favourite style of art: stories, poetry, photographs
- Operating System: computer
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Shell of choice: myself and my dark, depressing feelings
- Wallpaper of choice: anything emo
- Skin of choice: my own, i guess
- Favourite game: Sims 2,
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2 ( yea, so what?), and Nintendo DS.
- Personal Quote: I'm just waiting for a better day.
- Tools of the Trade: pen and paper
- Email: ibleedblack21@gmail.com
- AIM: RebelRose666
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