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posted by problematic124
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Chapter 6
Death Targets
"From the Predator to the Prey"Aurora questioned lectura the note.
As soon as I read this I called them all to my house I also told them about the (bio) dad situation.
"So that's the same the person who turned off the power at Tweety's house" Ariel asked
"Had to be"Fable nodded "who else could it be"
"Should we tell the police"Owen asked
"It's like Gregg dicho we need hard cold facts this can also be counted as a joke"Tweety reminded us
"And it's like the note says he's never been caught before"Gregg told us
"We should fight back"Aurora dicho suddenly
"What!Fight back...how?"Fable asked
"The police can't help us...yet.We have to be the ones to catch him and then the police will take care of the rest"Aurora replied "we have to very careful and devious.No way am I going to be the prey"
"But it's dangerous"
"Aurora's right"Tweety dicho "the police are going to do nothing even if they believe us, there going to wait til one of us gets killed and then they'll do something"
"She's right"Mike agreed "this is something that we have to do"
"Yeah"Gregg dicho "were like the Death Targets"
"The Death Targets?"
"The Death Targets"Gregg replied "death always targets us"
"But it doesn't"Fable informed him
"At least have a little imagination"
"Death Targets"I dicho holding out my hand
"Death Targets"the rest of them dicho putting their hands on parte superior, arriba of mine
"All right guys today we just pledged ourselves to fight back and stand por each other...agreed"they all nodded "Then Death Targets we shall be"
"Is it okay to be scared"Tweety asked
"Of course it is...I'm scared too"Aurora said
"Can we eat cena here I'm starving"
"Sure"
They ate cena here, dad was still at work and mom had already eaten. At first Vastiste was really shy and barely dicho a word but later on she clicked with them all...Gregg especially.Hmm I may have to put him on my list.
Hanging out with them was nice. I felt like I finally belonged here. And I could tell Vastiste liked them too.
Later that night I was awakened por the sound of loud voices coming from my parents bedroom. They were yelling at each other, really loud.I could hear them clearly as if I was standing in the room.
"The reason we moved here was so we can actually be a family"Mom yelled
"I have a job too"dad yelled right back
"Well at least come home! tu didn't even eat cena with us! And tu left Kyle at the police station! It seems tu amor your JOB más than tu amor tu FAMILY!"Mom shouted
I saw the door that connected Vastiste's and I's room opened and she came in, her eyes full of tears. I patted the free el espacio of my cama and she sat down and laid her head on my shoulder.
"Are they ever gonna stop"She asked
"I don't know"I told her
"Do tu think we'll stay"
"I'm not sure besides mom doesn't have enough money to mover out"
The yelling grew louder I tried to drown them out with the tv but to no avail.
"Was this how your mom and dad fought"
"I think it was much más intense"
"This is their first fight"she sobbed
"I know"
We listened to our parents fight, I held Vastiste as she cried. por the time they stopped yelling it was a few minutos to morning, I sent Vastiste back to her room for some sleep.
In the morning Vastiste and I discovered Noel had slept on the couch, and left for work earlier than usual. Mom was still sleeping, so we made breakfast and instead of taking the bus we took her car.
"Won't mom get mad"Vastiste asked as I pulled the car out "she'll probably stay in cama all day"
For the siguiente few minutos we drove in silence, coming closer to school every second.
"Do tu want to skip today"I asked as Vastiste wiped her eyes.
"Why would we do that"
"Seriously your gonna ask"I dicho "our parents had their first fight and your crying...were skipping school"
"No!Please..."Vastiste dicho crying harder but it was to late I changed the direction of the car.
"Where are we going"Vastiste asked quietly
"I don't want to bug mom"I answered "so were to hang out at the mall"
After finding a parking spot I dragged Vastiste out of the car and we went from store to store. I have to say I'm glad we both brought our money. We both bought cappuccino's and we sat at a table.
"What time is it"
"10:30"I dicho looking at my watch "not bad"
"Can we see a movie"Vastiste asked
"Come on V what movie would we see"
Vastiste shrugged her shoulders "any"
"Why don't we check other stores"
"The bookstore"Vastiste suggested
"Of course"I agreed "but after we finish these"I lifted the cup up. Vastiste nodded and went at her cappuccino.When we were done we spent a long (long long) time at the bookstore and then we went to a game store. And many más stores we went to and a lot of money we spent.
por the time we left the mall it was 1:54, we still had some dulces left so we munched on it on the way to the car. Vastiste's attitude perked up and she wasn't crying anymore.
When we got inicial I noticed someone had texted me, it was Fable wondering where I was. I explained what happened and she replied back that they were on their way. I told Vastiste and she nodded "I'll put your stuff away for tu and"she added as I was about to say something "don't worry about me I'm fine"
A few minutos later the guys arrived.
"Is your mom still sleeping"Tweety questioned after she hugged me.
"Yeah,V and I think she spent the whole of last night crying"
"That's just sad...but hola it'll get better"Owen patted my back.
"Hopefully, sorry for almost giving tu a hard attack"I dicho "I should've told tu I wasn't going to school"
"Kyle"Tweety dicho "we kind of-um...we know this is a bad time but-"
"We skipped school too"Mike cut her off
"Why?"
"We went hunting"
"We didn't mean too"Ariel told me
"Hunting?"
"We looked for signs of the masked murderer...any"
"But we found nothing"Aurora finished for her
"Are guys insane!You of all people should know how dangerous he is"
"We were going insane doing nothing"Mike said
"Even if tu had found him you'd be in más danger"
"We just wanted to find him"Tweety told me
"It's okay...but there's one for sure I cannot stand"
"What"Gregg asked me
"This house"I replied "get me out of here"
~Upstairs~
Vastiste had already put her new stuff away, even though she didn't want to admit it she was glad they cut school. It was totally worth it. Now all she had to do was put Kyle's stuff in his room and since she was in a good mood, she'll put away his things too.
After she was done, she started to walk away when she heard a weird noise. And she knew that noise, there was something under the floorboards. Vastiste knew she shouldn't but it was killing her. What could be under them? She bent down and carefully pulled the floorboard, it took some time but she managed to pry it open. In it was a folder a huge bulky folder and inside of that was two...files.
She looked at the first one:Bert Faliski...sounds familiar,and there was a picture of a man that looked exactly like Kyle.Kyle!Kyle's biological father. And the other file was of the 'masked murderer.
Hey!That was the murderer kids at school gossiped about. And there were some printed out files of murders and she saw a Kyle's handwriting siguiente to them...there were even sticky notes. And on the back of one of the pages was a timeline of murders.The names of the people and other stuff.
And when Vastiste flipped it over again she read it:
>First murder mayhem started in 1982,victim was Leanna Doil,strangled(found on the street)no fingerprints.Murderer still out there!Possibly two people but probably one.<
And there was más similar noting like it. Plus there was a note...very disturbing signed from the Predator to the Prey.Vastiste had read it over and over again.Why didn't he tell her.These notes looked a few weeks old, she guessed he started this the first time he got the file.
Wait a minute...two files of bad jail worthy people. These were police files! A few days hace he went to the station. And before that he's been actuación weird since that hang out at Tweety's house. He was always on the computer!
Vastiste put the files back in the folder and held it tightly as she walked down the stairs (really fast) and went to confront Kyle.
But she was too late. When she got to the living room she was just in time to see the front door close.
~In the woods~
"You know when I dicho to get me out of the house I didn't mean the woods behind it!"I yelled trying to catch up with them.
"Your out of the house"Owen yelled
"I don't want to walk around"
"Come on Kyle enjoy the cool calm of nature"
So I did and por the time I got tired I realized it was nightfall.
"What time is it"
"Nine somethin but don't worry no one's missing ya"
"Thanks mike that makes me feel much better"I dicho sarcastically
"Your welcome"he dicho cheerfully
We rested our tired legs at a lake and snacked on foods Tweety brought. Everything was calm until Tweety suddenly got up and chased something.And we had to chase her.
It felt like segundos when we hit something solid.
"What was that"
"It's a ...house"
I rubbed my temples and looked Fable was right it was a house.
"How did we miss this"
"It was perfectly camouflaged anyone could have not known"
"Guys help I lost my lucky bracelet"Tweety said
"Which one"
"The one with duckies and leaves and swans,it's oro and I always-"
"Wear it"Mike finished for her.
We all rummaged but got nowhere...until.
"Hey I found it"Tweety yelled she reached for it but when she held it it slipped through her fingers and fell through the gap in the window of the house.
Somehow Tweety managed to open it más and crawl through.
"Tweety"We all yelled as she disappeared and we followed her in.
 Visual of Tweety's lucky bracelet
Visual of Tweety's lucky bracelet
 Visual of the house in the woods
Visual of the house in the woods
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added by sideshowbobbart
Calling all writers!
Are tu an artist with your words? Do tu like to write? I know I do. "So tu Think tu Can Write" is a contest for people who would answer the same as me.

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3. Your entry must be properly key-worded and titled.
a. A proper title: "[username here]'s SYTYCW Entry - [season and year] - [category/type of literature]"
ex. If I entered a poem,...
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If someone told you...
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would tu do?

Would tu cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
o go into silence until the very end...
Would tu amor the ones tu hate the most o be the person tu hide?
Would tu pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?

Would tu try and keep the sun from setting as your last día ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else tu say as tu close your eyes.
posted by Cinders
Exercise: Sleep Deprivation: 4:00AM Tuesday October 7, 2008*

The black spiders of mania are crawling over my brain, searching for a plump place to sink their pincers into. It’s been four days. I haven’t left the house for anything, not even a tuna sandwich. The el espacio in my cama is empty, indented, as if something used to rest there, but I’m beginning to forget más and más what that may have been. Maybe it was a coffin, its contents shaken, risen, defeated, dazed, meandering around with its arms stretched out and a dull expression on its face as it mutters something indecipherable that...
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posted by t_direction
So, this is a kind of short story that I wrote one evening when I was just bored out of my mind. Please tell your opinion, feel free to criticize, it is much appreciated =)
Thanks ^_^



The voices buzzed inside my head, making me feel dizzy. I couldn't help but hold onto the cama post for support. In a state of exhaustion, I collapsed on the cama with a sigh. The voices never let me sleep. They were like many people were talking all at once, screaming all at once.

Madness, rage, worry, sadness were the emotions that those voices gave off. I couldn't understand a word of what the people were saying,...
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posted by madening_mahem
who am I ?
what can I do?
I'm self-centered, self-induldged, self-absorbed, hateful, short-tepered, implusive, in a complete state of denial, confused and lonely, yet I don't try to think.
a creature of the night
a princess of darkness
I long for light
colors
but all is midnight
and my only companions are the moon and the darkness
thought it comforts me when no one can
I wish to be out of darkness for once
to be clear, understood, unquestioned, and loved.
but who am I to ask for this?
who am I to want this?
is that what makes me human?
why?
all I want to know is why?
posted by Fyrwenn
Change

The way I feel has changed
When we met I was a fool, thought
You weren’t gonna treat me like a tool
I tell myself that I care ‘bout you
But deep inside I know we’re through.

Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you,


I guess we were too naive
Believing it would work
Why didn’t I see,
that tu were such a jerk?


Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you

In the future we might get another chance
Maybe, it was just a short romance
Then what I’m feeling is really wrong
I felt I had to write this...
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posted by disneyworld007
Swing, Batter, Batter, Swing!
Putting my weight on my right foot, the foot closest to the catcher. Leaning back re-gripping my bat. I watched as that black haired pitcher powered up her pitch, rocking back and forth on her heals, taking in her guante now to her side and starting the wind-up. 'This is it,' I thought to myself, now taking the best grip on my bat, 2 balls and 2 strikes have passed por this plate and I am not letting this pitcher strike me out, o walk me! I got ready the ball was realeased, and I heard the 'ump' say "Ball Outside".
I stepped out of the batters box, and took a couple...
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posted by samuraibond005
Yaouta lived on a farm in Missouri, he had only recently graduated high school, had a pilot's license, and even a couple of airplanes used in war. He had an old A6M zero that belonged to his rich father, grandfather, and his great grandfather before him. His father was assassinated por a rival corporation (His father owned a wealthy publishing corporation) and the corporation decided to target his family afterward. 5 black cars pulled up in his front yard, though the yard was big enough to hold just about 10 times as much. Yaouta's younger brother, who was 15 at the time, walked out to greet...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
A/N: I've gotten a few título suggestions, but for now I'm just gonna keep it to Stay and Run. And this chapter has a lot of unnecessary details and unrelated dialogue, the first few chapters will, I just wanted to get the general idea of the girls' life.
Prologue: link

1: An Average día in Spencer’s Life

Spencer sat at her desk. Tomorrow was her twenty-second birthday. The first of the girls’ birthdays with estrella missing. Spencer had been sad ever since she disappeared. estrella was one of her best friends. And after losing three when they were recruits, she couldn’t take it.

There was a lot...
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posted by coolie
Step, creak, step, creak! the floor boards speak to me as I slowly tremble on its hard, splintery wood. Each step feels so daring. I feel danger crawling up my dangling spine. Thump, thump, my corazón tries to refuse to my wishes of moving forward. Nothing has happened so far.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the asiento as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My corazón starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing por my house.