New Smells
The smell. There was nothing like it the first day at school. I looked to my brother. This was our first school year in Maine. The weather was crappy all the time but it was worth it I am not really a night person. Whose to say I have to do everything like my parents. This is the new millennium not 15 hundreds.
My family is different. Other then the fact that we have lived for hundreds of years, we are also vampire. 40 years ago, the human world found out about our world. Slowly rights were made to fit our needs, and schools were open for the young and unadvised. Humans could fall in love and merry us now. My father, Vincente, thought it was malicious, and foul. He did not want this to happen to work out so well. When we got back to the States, people would ask what we were, as if it was a second race.
My mother, Caroline, was unaffected by all of this she was not like my father at all. In 1659, she was turned into a vampire. My father saw her and fell in love. Her parents were important people in Britain. When she went missing, the whole world was looking for her. You would think she was unhappy about it. However, she was so happy. She hated the corsets and dinner parties. She was set to merry a man she did not love, once she got away she never thought of them again.
My younger brother, Raymond, was calling me over. He was the most recent to be changed, 1912, he was talking to some of the human students laughing and joking with them he fits right in. There was not a doubt in my mind that he would tell every one what we were. When he was changed, it was the best and most exciting think in his life. The thrill of running fast and using glamour to get what he wanted. He was chatting with some girls. I graceful walked over to him.
“Ladies I want you to meet my brother Chuck.” They smiled at me; clearly, I was not their type. These girls want Ray. His jet-black hair slicked back to his head. Along with his Green eyes and Bright white smile. I however have brown eyes and blond hair. From my previous years as a human, I have a large gap in my teeth that was never fixed. He was into humans. I was not. Besides there is no girl that I could like, or even like me back. I was not in the mood to talk to a bunch of stuck up humans.
“Hello,” I said quietly not caring if they heard or not. I heard the bell ring I turned towards the Science building, my first class. “Ray, I'm going to get headed to class.” I turned to hear his sigh and the girls giggle.
I walked the halls people looked and whispered. I tried my best to ignore them but the truth was inevitable. I was a Vampire. I could try to hide but every one knows. I grabbed the straps of my backpack, sighed walking into Room 141.
Everyone was already in there seats I recognized one of the girls from the open house last Monday she had the only empty seat. I figured I could try to go for it. I walked over to her and softly asked her if any one was sitting “Excuse me is there anyone sitting here?”
“Yeah me!” The wrestling captain said behind me trying to push me out of the way but he clearly was nothing compared to me. I calmly stepped to the side. I have to stay calm I told myself if I do not I will blow it.
“Ok I'm sorry,” I said locking my jaw. It has only been 5 years I have been on Proper Blood a slip up really would not hurt any one. I turned my attention to the girl; she smiled apologetically.
Mr. Bart walked in and saw me standing. There were no seats and this was turning into a Bad day. “Excuse me young man where is your seat.” He was an old batty man. A receiving hairline and Horned rimed glassed. He was most likely 54.
“There is no more seats sir.” I said loud enough for his Hearing aid to hear but by doing so I let my Accent slip. All the eyes were on me, and a few of the girls blushed. Yes, I am from Rome. That is where I grew as a Vampire.
“Ah your Charles, The transfer student from Rome. Well why don’t you pull up a chair to one of the Tables.” He told me turning his back to face the chalkboard. I sat in the back of the room. A girl named Jessica and a Boy named Jason were sitting there. They were brother and sister. They did not talk to me much.
I listened to Mr. Bart carefully. He was our homeroom teacher, which meant we get everything from him we turn in our supplies to him and if we wanted to join a club, or sport we had to take it through him first. Then he began on the school and mission statement I stopped listening there. What is this? I took out a piece of paper and started to sketch a picture of the classroom.
I preferred art to anything. It was very easy to do and did not take too much. Before I noticed the Bell rang. 55-minute classes. I walked briskly to my Geometry class. I had memorized my schedule within minutes of retrieving it.
I did not look around me while I walked until I heard my name called. I did not turn around I just stopped. I doubt it was me they had been calling. Then I heard it again.
“Hey Charles,” the girl I wanted to sit by was calling me. I turned around and smiled not showing my teeth, just as a friendly jester. “I'm sorry about that, Sean can be so mean some days. My name is Daphie, by the way.” She smiles and held out her arm. She was so delectable. I had not smelt her before. She was so small and easily broken. She had baby blue eyes and light brown hair. I shook of the feeling of hunger and shake her hand it was warm I felt her blood in my palm. I quickly retracted my hand forgetting I was cold.
“Are you cold?” she took my hand back blowing on my fingertips trying to warm me up. I chuckled lightly “Mr. Bart always keeps it cold in there.” She informed me giving me my hand back.
“Yeah I'm always cold. “ I stuck my hands I am my jean pocket. I took a deep breath. Bad think in my position she smelt very good, I could taste her, felling her warm blood on the back of my throat. I do not even have to drain her, just taste the wine do not Bite the boodle. “I better get to class” I mumbled
She was persistent “I remember you from the open house you have a younger brother right.” She kept up with me walking. It was typical for her to remember Ray. I nearly expected it. I did not say anything, I smiled to her.
“Whom do you have next” she asked. I looked down to her, I clucked silently in my head. She was very tiny 5’2 at the most. I shook my head and kept walking no changing my speed. Strangely, I was enjoying her presents.
“Ok, so you don’t talk much. That’s all right I talk enough for the both of us. I have Geometry next with Mrs. Alpit.” She looked at me, hoping for an answer.
“I also have that class next.” I told her opening the door allowing her in first. She skipped along and walked to the third row of chairs. we were in earlier so there were plenty of seats.
I was heading in another direction when she called my name. “Chuck Come sits by me.” she laughed, and put her things beneath the desk I did not think I could sit there with her without exposing my self. My fangs were already out. She was like a drug. I sat in front of her. It would be easer this way. I griped the edge of the table and snuck into my seat. Trying as hard as possibly to retract my fangs. This was the worst class yet I could not Draw or listen. I dug my fingernails into my palms and watched the clock tick. Every second I struggled. Two minutes felt like it would be another 20 years before that clocked allowed me out of the presents of Daphie, what a cute name.
She tapped my shoulder “do you have PE next” she sounded hopeful but sadly I did not. I was off to my Literature class. Very far away from the gym. I shook my head and mumbled no.
“Danm I guess I'll see you at lunch.” She said leaning away from me. Her body heat was no longer among my ear. I breathed deeply and the bell went off. I was free. I smiled as I disappeared from the back door.
This was difficult. How do I drink lunch without being notice? I couldn’t find Ray. We had no classes together. He was a junior. I was a senior. I believe he has already had lunch. I sighted and walked into an empty hall. I no long think I enjoy school. This was Hell. I sat down leaning against the wall. I put my Zune in and drank my favorite Proper Blood, AB negative.
This was harder then I imagined. Who knew that school was difficult. When I would watch it on television, it was so easy and straightforward. Maybe its difficult because I am hiding such a sever secrete. I finished my lunch quickly in when to the lunchroom. I walked around looking at everyone eat. Everyone was friends and laughing. I however had nothing. I smelt them like a plague 3 students walked in to the lunchroom. Vampires. They looked at me and smiled. I did also smile not looking for approval; I walked over. They interested me. I wanted to know much about them.
“Hello I am Charles Flóur. I am vampire and I am 314 years old. I wish not for the human to know what I am but I would like to introduce myself to you.” I spoke quickly and quietly to them and only them.
The girl spoke first amazed at me for my age. “You are the oldest I have ever met. We are but in are 100s. It is a pleasure to meet you.” She winked trying to appall to my better half.
“Why don’t you have a seat with us, Charles. Have you eaten today.” The Male in the middle spoke to me. He was the leader of this covet.
“Yes, do sit with us, talk a bit perhaps.” The third woman spoke. I remained standing but nodded my head
“My name is Veronica that’s Phillip and Havarti. We all live together in the house just out side of town.” The one that liked my age spoke.
“That is quite alright I have eaten I drink Proper Blood.” The looked at me in discuses butt I kept going. “I wish not of my being to be discussed with the student body, therefore this is where we part. It was nice mating you my family and I live up the road from this here school, you can come and visit us if you wish. ”
They smile at me and I turned my back on them, walking towards the out side benches where Ray and I had started this morning. There she was like a ticking time bomb waiting for me at the door.
“Oh my God! Did you just talk to the Vampires?” She was ecstatic, I enjoyed it. Nevertheless, what is so great about talking to them? I far I saw they were a few children trying to over the top.
“Yes, I did is something wrong with that.” I asked looking into her baby blue eyes, and holding my breath.
“I've wanted to do that since I got here. What did they say? I do not want to be rude and pry. What do they sound like they are always speaking to fast for me too hear.” Her eyes lit up like a florescent light. She was interested in them. But why?
“Nothing much. They sound regular, to me at least.” I said. I brook from her stared and looked at the captain he had a smug smile on his face. Like he owned the school. I began to hate him just watching him walk into the room. I fell Daphie body heat retreat from mine. She had taken a few steps at the jocks entrance. I wonder why that was.
“Shoot he's out early.” She mumbled to herself, “I have to go I'll see you late chuck.” She smiled and walked to him the jock. Sean. Approaching him, she gave him a hug. He whispered violently into her eat grabbing her arm. Like a threat. This angered me. My fangs flexed automatically. I had to retreat. I quickly walked out the back door onto the lawn. I sat, trying to calm down.
“Chuck?” Ray was behind me. I looked up; he had a note and was heading for the main office. “Hey, what are you doing out here?” he lifted his foot, in a casual way, onto the bench.
“Nothing, I am alone relaxing.” I said, allowing him to leave my side but he did not. “What do you have there?” I asked looking at his paper.
“Transferring classes I'm in your Art class now.” He smiled. This was a relief I was no longer alone.
“What did you have before?” I asked curiously.
“Home-ethics” he said with a smug smile. That would be a difficult class to have no doubt.
“Ah very well.” I stood to go back into the cafeteria. “I'll see you later” I walked up the ramp leaving him to get to the office but instead he followed me.
He put his arm over my shoulder and mumbled to me “have you seen the other.” He was referring to the other vampires
“Yes, I spoke with them.” I side taking his hand off my arm.
“Well what were they like.” He said eagerly turning me around to look at him.
“They aren’t really all that special their names are Veronica, Phillip, and Havarti if you want to you can just go chat it up they live up the hill around the mountain bend.” I said irritated, walking around his frozen stature back into the cafeteria.
Lunch was over. I walked quickly to my art class. Not looking around or watching whether people were watching. I got to the doors there was a line of students waiting to come in. the teacher, Ms. Taylor was still on her break. I went to the back of the line. I heard her laugh Daphie was in this class to. I stepped out of line and watched her go into Work show with one of her friend. I inhaled deeply, listening to the finale bell ring.
Ms. Taylor came from the back door “sorry, sorry I was in a meeting.” She said opening the doors. I sat alone. Listening intently on what we will be working on. I was eager to go on though. Ms. Taylor was a bit loony she forgot everything.
My next classes few by quickly. I had not thought of Daphie all after noon. I went out to the parking lot looking for ray to allow us to go home. It had been a long and strange day, and I was ready to get to my coffin. I went to the car, and waited for him to show. He was probably being social. I turned the radio on waiting. Ray left it on the Pop Station. I did not like music. I Searched for a New Station.
KOT14 was having an argument About the Vampires. Kate Fetcher and Michael Gitano have the Vampires side, Maryann Kefir and James Jones were against it. As the conversation got interesting, Ray came in speaking to loud for me to hear.
“Hey, I've been catching up on the lingo,” he laughed loudly “hey we need to pick up a case of Proper blood Bill is visiting tonight.” He threw his bag in the back seat. I speed of before he can tell people bye out the window.
“What's Bill doing up hear. This isn’t his place of reasoning.” I said. This was unusual Bill is form Bonta Louisiana. He does not belong hear in Maine.
“Mom didn’t tell you?” he said shocked. Mom has not told me any thing about a visit from our old friend. This was not right. I shook my head. “Well then you’re in for a big Surprise.” He chuckled darkly.
The smell. There was nothing like it the first day at school. I looked to my brother. This was our first school year in Maine. The weather was crappy all the time but it was worth it I am not really a night person. Whose to say I have to do everything like my parents. This is the new millennium not 15 hundreds.
My family is different. Other then the fact that we have lived for hundreds of years, we are also vampire. 40 years ago, the human world found out about our world. Slowly rights were made to fit our needs, and schools were open for the young and unadvised. Humans could fall in love and merry us now. My father, Vincente, thought it was malicious, and foul. He did not want this to happen to work out so well. When we got back to the States, people would ask what we were, as if it was a second race.
My mother, Caroline, was unaffected by all of this she was not like my father at all. In 1659, she was turned into a vampire. My father saw her and fell in love. Her parents were important people in Britain. When she went missing, the whole world was looking for her. You would think she was unhappy about it. However, she was so happy. She hated the corsets and dinner parties. She was set to merry a man she did not love, once she got away she never thought of them again.
My younger brother, Raymond, was calling me over. He was the most recent to be changed, 1912, he was talking to some of the human students laughing and joking with them he fits right in. There was not a doubt in my mind that he would tell every one what we were. When he was changed, it was the best and most exciting think in his life. The thrill of running fast and using glamour to get what he wanted. He was chatting with some girls. I graceful walked over to him.
“Ladies I want you to meet my brother Chuck.” They smiled at me; clearly, I was not their type. These girls want Ray. His jet-black hair slicked back to his head. Along with his Green eyes and Bright white smile. I however have brown eyes and blond hair. From my previous years as a human, I have a large gap in my teeth that was never fixed. He was into humans. I was not. Besides there is no girl that I could like, or even like me back. I was not in the mood to talk to a bunch of stuck up humans.
“Hello,” I said quietly not caring if they heard or not. I heard the bell ring I turned towards the Science building, my first class. “Ray, I'm going to get headed to class.” I turned to hear his sigh and the girls giggle.
I walked the halls people looked and whispered. I tried my best to ignore them but the truth was inevitable. I was a Vampire. I could try to hide but every one knows. I grabbed the straps of my backpack, sighed walking into Room 141.
Everyone was already in there seats I recognized one of the girls from the open house last Monday she had the only empty seat. I figured I could try to go for it. I walked over to her and softly asked her if any one was sitting “Excuse me is there anyone sitting here?”
“Yeah me!” The wrestling captain said behind me trying to push me out of the way but he clearly was nothing compared to me. I calmly stepped to the side. I have to stay calm I told myself if I do not I will blow it.
“Ok I'm sorry,” I said locking my jaw. It has only been 5 years I have been on Proper Blood a slip up really would not hurt any one. I turned my attention to the girl; she smiled apologetically.
Mr. Bart walked in and saw me standing. There were no seats and this was turning into a Bad day. “Excuse me young man where is your seat.” He was an old batty man. A receiving hairline and Horned rimed glassed. He was most likely 54.
“There is no more seats sir.” I said loud enough for his Hearing aid to hear but by doing so I let my Accent slip. All the eyes were on me, and a few of the girls blushed. Yes, I am from Rome. That is where I grew as a Vampire.
“Ah your Charles, The transfer student from Rome. Well why don’t you pull up a chair to one of the Tables.” He told me turning his back to face the chalkboard. I sat in the back of the room. A girl named Jessica and a Boy named Jason were sitting there. They were brother and sister. They did not talk to me much.
I listened to Mr. Bart carefully. He was our homeroom teacher, which meant we get everything from him we turn in our supplies to him and if we wanted to join a club, or sport we had to take it through him first. Then he began on the school and mission statement I stopped listening there. What is this? I took out a piece of paper and started to sketch a picture of the classroom.
I preferred art to anything. It was very easy to do and did not take too much. Before I noticed the Bell rang. 55-minute classes. I walked briskly to my Geometry class. I had memorized my schedule within minutes of retrieving it.
I did not look around me while I walked until I heard my name called. I did not turn around I just stopped. I doubt it was me they had been calling. Then I heard it again.
“Hey Charles,” the girl I wanted to sit by was calling me. I turned around and smiled not showing my teeth, just as a friendly jester. “I'm sorry about that, Sean can be so mean some days. My name is Daphie, by the way.” She smiles and held out her arm. She was so delectable. I had not smelt her before. She was so small and easily broken. She had baby blue eyes and light brown hair. I shook of the feeling of hunger and shake her hand it was warm I felt her blood in my palm. I quickly retracted my hand forgetting I was cold.
“Are you cold?” she took my hand back blowing on my fingertips trying to warm me up. I chuckled lightly “Mr. Bart always keeps it cold in there.” She informed me giving me my hand back.
“Yeah I'm always cold. “ I stuck my hands I am my jean pocket. I took a deep breath. Bad think in my position she smelt very good, I could taste her, felling her warm blood on the back of my throat. I do not even have to drain her, just taste the wine do not Bite the boodle. “I better get to class” I mumbled
She was persistent “I remember you from the open house you have a younger brother right.” She kept up with me walking. It was typical for her to remember Ray. I nearly expected it. I did not say anything, I smiled to her.
“Whom do you have next” she asked. I looked down to her, I clucked silently in my head. She was very tiny 5’2 at the most. I shook my head and kept walking no changing my speed. Strangely, I was enjoying her presents.
“Ok, so you don’t talk much. That’s all right I talk enough for the both of us. I have Geometry next with Mrs. Alpit.” She looked at me, hoping for an answer.
“I also have that class next.” I told her opening the door allowing her in first. She skipped along and walked to the third row of chairs. we were in earlier so there were plenty of seats.
I was heading in another direction when she called my name. “Chuck Come sits by me.” she laughed, and put her things beneath the desk I did not think I could sit there with her without exposing my self. My fangs were already out. She was like a drug. I sat in front of her. It would be easer this way. I griped the edge of the table and snuck into my seat. Trying as hard as possibly to retract my fangs. This was the worst class yet I could not Draw or listen. I dug my fingernails into my palms and watched the clock tick. Every second I struggled. Two minutes felt like it would be another 20 years before that clocked allowed me out of the presents of Daphie, what a cute name.
She tapped my shoulder “do you have PE next” she sounded hopeful but sadly I did not. I was off to my Literature class. Very far away from the gym. I shook my head and mumbled no.
“Danm I guess I'll see you at lunch.” She said leaning away from me. Her body heat was no longer among my ear. I breathed deeply and the bell went off. I was free. I smiled as I disappeared from the back door.
This was difficult. How do I drink lunch without being notice? I couldn’t find Ray. We had no classes together. He was a junior. I was a senior. I believe he has already had lunch. I sighted and walked into an empty hall. I no long think I enjoy school. This was Hell. I sat down leaning against the wall. I put my Zune in and drank my favorite Proper Blood, AB negative.
This was harder then I imagined. Who knew that school was difficult. When I would watch it on television, it was so easy and straightforward. Maybe its difficult because I am hiding such a sever secrete. I finished my lunch quickly in when to the lunchroom. I walked around looking at everyone eat. Everyone was friends and laughing. I however had nothing. I smelt them like a plague 3 students walked in to the lunchroom. Vampires. They looked at me and smiled. I did also smile not looking for approval; I walked over. They interested me. I wanted to know much about them.
“Hello I am Charles Flóur. I am vampire and I am 314 years old. I wish not for the human to know what I am but I would like to introduce myself to you.” I spoke quickly and quietly to them and only them.
The girl spoke first amazed at me for my age. “You are the oldest I have ever met. We are but in are 100s. It is a pleasure to meet you.” She winked trying to appall to my better half.
“Why don’t you have a seat with us, Charles. Have you eaten today.” The Male in the middle spoke to me. He was the leader of this covet.
“Yes, do sit with us, talk a bit perhaps.” The third woman spoke. I remained standing but nodded my head
“My name is Veronica that’s Phillip and Havarti. We all live together in the house just out side of town.” The one that liked my age spoke.
“That is quite alright I have eaten I drink Proper Blood.” The looked at me in discuses butt I kept going. “I wish not of my being to be discussed with the student body, therefore this is where we part. It was nice mating you my family and I live up the road from this here school, you can come and visit us if you wish. ”
They smile at me and I turned my back on them, walking towards the out side benches where Ray and I had started this morning. There she was like a ticking time bomb waiting for me at the door.
“Oh my God! Did you just talk to the Vampires?” She was ecstatic, I enjoyed it. Nevertheless, what is so great about talking to them? I far I saw they were a few children trying to over the top.
“Yes, I did is something wrong with that.” I asked looking into her baby blue eyes, and holding my breath.
“I've wanted to do that since I got here. What did they say? I do not want to be rude and pry. What do they sound like they are always speaking to fast for me too hear.” Her eyes lit up like a florescent light. She was interested in them. But why?
“Nothing much. They sound regular, to me at least.” I said. I brook from her stared and looked at the captain he had a smug smile on his face. Like he owned the school. I began to hate him just watching him walk into the room. I fell Daphie body heat retreat from mine. She had taken a few steps at the jocks entrance. I wonder why that was.
“Shoot he's out early.” She mumbled to herself, “I have to go I'll see you late chuck.” She smiled and walked to him the jock. Sean. Approaching him, she gave him a hug. He whispered violently into her eat grabbing her arm. Like a threat. This angered me. My fangs flexed automatically. I had to retreat. I quickly walked out the back door onto the lawn. I sat, trying to calm down.
“Chuck?” Ray was behind me. I looked up; he had a note and was heading for the main office. “Hey, what are you doing out here?” he lifted his foot, in a casual way, onto the bench.
“Nothing, I am alone relaxing.” I said, allowing him to leave my side but he did not. “What do you have there?” I asked looking at his paper.
“Transferring classes I'm in your Art class now.” He smiled. This was a relief I was no longer alone.
“What did you have before?” I asked curiously.
“Home-ethics” he said with a smug smile. That would be a difficult class to have no doubt.
“Ah very well.” I stood to go back into the cafeteria. “I'll see you later” I walked up the ramp leaving him to get to the office but instead he followed me.
He put his arm over my shoulder and mumbled to me “have you seen the other.” He was referring to the other vampires
“Yes, I spoke with them.” I side taking his hand off my arm.
“Well what were they like.” He said eagerly turning me around to look at him.
“They aren’t really all that special their names are Veronica, Phillip, and Havarti if you want to you can just go chat it up they live up the hill around the mountain bend.” I said irritated, walking around his frozen stature back into the cafeteria.
Lunch was over. I walked quickly to my art class. Not looking around or watching whether people were watching. I got to the doors there was a line of students waiting to come in. the teacher, Ms. Taylor was still on her break. I went to the back of the line. I heard her laugh Daphie was in this class to. I stepped out of line and watched her go into Work show with one of her friend. I inhaled deeply, listening to the finale bell ring.
Ms. Taylor came from the back door “sorry, sorry I was in a meeting.” She said opening the doors. I sat alone. Listening intently on what we will be working on. I was eager to go on though. Ms. Taylor was a bit loony she forgot everything.
My next classes few by quickly. I had not thought of Daphie all after noon. I went out to the parking lot looking for ray to allow us to go home. It had been a long and strange day, and I was ready to get to my coffin. I went to the car, and waited for him to show. He was probably being social. I turned the radio on waiting. Ray left it on the Pop Station. I did not like music. I Searched for a New Station.
KOT14 was having an argument About the Vampires. Kate Fetcher and Michael Gitano have the Vampires side, Maryann Kefir and James Jones were against it. As the conversation got interesting, Ray came in speaking to loud for me to hear.
“Hey, I've been catching up on the lingo,” he laughed loudly “hey we need to pick up a case of Proper blood Bill is visiting tonight.” He threw his bag in the back seat. I speed of before he can tell people bye out the window.
“What's Bill doing up hear. This isn’t his place of reasoning.” I said. This was unusual Bill is form Bonta Louisiana. He does not belong hear in Maine.
“Mom didn’t tell you?” he said shocked. Mom has not told me any thing about a visit from our old friend. This was not right. I shook my head. “Well then you’re in for a big Surprise.” He chuckled darkly.
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! You always end up like this. Maybe you should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face or back. Not me!
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Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! You always end up like this. Maybe you should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face or back. Not me!
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i was a normal 18 year old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( more like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i said " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he said " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he said " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
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2.I really like driving at night when there's no traffic,listening to my favourite music.I feel completely free.
3.Staying in bed on Sunday morning and reading the newspaper.Then getting up very late and having my dog for a walk.
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1.Writing and then sending a funny e-mail or text message to my friends.And of course,imagining their faces when they read it.
2.I really like driving at night when there's no traffic,listening to my favourite music.I feel completely free.
3.Staying in bed on Sunday morning and reading the newspaper.Then getting up very late and having my dog for a walk.
4.I enjoy going to the jym and really getting tired then taking a long hot shower followed by a nice hot cup of tea.There's nothing better.
5.Turning off my computer at the end of the day.Leaving work,and getting into my car to go home!It's the best moment of the day.I love it!