If You Can't Answer This Question Stop Writing The Story - Andy Guerdat

Hi, I’m Rayne White, and you just got a free pass to my inner thoughts, and things going on at the moment. I’m seventeen, hyper, and gay. I’m incredibly sexy with my ice blue eyes, and my long black hair. I’m around 5’9”.

I have a best friend, her name is Lilah Devins. She is like my fag hag. Lilah is a bitch, but I love her anyway. She has long brown hair and brown eyes. Lilah is friends with most of the gay guys at school, which is all good and well, but she was friends with my nemesis, Remy Clarke.

Remy Clarke had tormented me since kindergarten. Lilah wouldn’t have me saying...

I didn't know which way to run. One foot went this way, the other went that way. My knees faltered and locked. I fell to the ground in a mess of tears. I wanted to keep myself open, but instead I cowered in fear. I whimpered when two strong hands grabbed the tops of my arms and lifted me up to my feet. My cries came out in staggered breaths; I hyperventilated. The strong arms pulled me into a hug.

"Oh my fucking...." the voice said, but didn't finish. "Kodi, I swear if I wasn't so happy to see you, I'd kill you right now." I peered up through my blinding tears at him. Even though I could barely...

It was when they handed me the motel room key that I realized I was way in over my head. The place was called Big Dan's Motel. It didn't sound great, but it was only thirty dollars a night. I went to the room they had for me, and contrary to the Motel's name, the room was not. The kitchen, living room, and bedroom were crammed into one room. Maybe this is usual for a motel, but I've never been to one. Ever. The carpet was a mossy green, and the tiles in the kitchen were white squares with four black diamonds surrounding the center. The bathroom was a decent size, but it reeked. Mold was growing...

I began teaching him a little more English. He knows more words than I expected him to know, but I taught him a little more. He picks up very quickly! Howl is pretty smart for a person that has been in the wild parts of the jungle since infancy (my hypothesis, but he could have been here since a toddler or a wee bit older) and has had no human contact what so ever (another guess from how he reacted when he first saw me)and can pick up just like that! He's also very sweet. So much sweeter than my stupid fiance' Adam. Ugh, what a dope he is! Howl isn't one. He's a sweet gentle animal loving guy...

We sat there, tears falling from our eyes. We, being me and my sister Friday.We were sixteen year old triplets but our brother had left for boarding school, three weeks ago. We all had black hair. Friday's short and straight, Mitch's cropped and spikey, mine long and wavy. Friday's red face contrasted so much with her hair and I was sure that I looked almost exactly the same. Izzy the oldest of our younger siblings, age thirteen, just sat. Kate and Sammi, age eight, were twins. Kate rolled around restlessly and Sammi gripped her doll so tight that it almost seemed that it's one eye was popping...

One date...One date will not hurt me Brian thought muttering to himself inside of his dimly lit room. His room was darkened by picures of obscure creatures, that he hand drew, he is an outstanding aritist, all of his work is so detailed, if he drew a indow, with scenery behind it, you'd actually think it was one, you might make a fool out of yourself by tring to open it or clean it....but thats how good he was. He can't get her off his mind. Luna and Brian were about to go on there first (planned) date. Suprising, Brian, being a Demon of the Dark,was nervous. Nervous? How can I be NERVOUS?...

It was a warm night. The shadow of the full moon shone on Scarlet as she stood on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the sparkling water of the Atlantic Ocean. Next to Scarlet stood a tall man with black hair and eyes that sparkled in the moonlight. She turned to her left “To you Clyde, always know that I love you” she spoke gracefully. She turned slightly to the front, facing the light of the moon.

Scarlet held her locket tight in her hand, her purple dress swayed gracefully in the cool breeze. Her eyes closed as she began to walk closer to the cliffs edge. Clyde stood still, holding their...

I had just become acquainted with a person very few people would ever meet. A transparent, hard to see character with dark hair and stunning eyes whom most little girls would be frightened of. He, however, was scared instead. He had an extended fear that I have never felt or seen before. I did not understand this situation at all. I was only five, so I thought since I was human, he shouldn't be afraid of me. But that is not what he was actually afraid of. After all, he used to be human himself. He would not be so terribly startled of me being human. But he was alarmed by something about me....

I sit in my car, contemplating on whether or not I should go pick up Lola. I've driven her to school everyday since I've had my driver’s license, which has only been a few weeks, but still, would it be right to leave her to fend for a new ride?
So I drive by her house and honk for five minutes straight until her dad finally comes out and tells me she rode the bus. We vowed that when the first one of us gets our drivers license, we'd never have to ride the bus ever again. I drive to school alone and think about how she could possibly deceive me like that and wonder if the best thing I could...

Heyy I'm back...if no one is going to comment I might not post anymore...so plz comment cuz I like this story a lot nd I Noe where I'm gonna head with it.
~Kayla

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As I turned I looked at Nick and he looked at me. She's gonna pay. Big time! "Leigha, it was not a date!" I said through my teeth. Even though I wish Leigha was right she was wrong. We are not dating. "Yeah it wasn't a date!" Nick said. My heart broke right there. Ryan came from behind me.

"Karleigh, I didn't know you nd nick were dating." I was about to scream. "We are not dating!" I yelled. Out of the corner of my eye I thought...

4. A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

“Hey,” Riley greeted. I waved at him. I sighed. My eyes got locked on his outfit.
He was wearing a black, with a hint of white stripes and a long sleeved polo and jeans.
My heart pounded. I was sweating bullets. “So,” I shoved my hands in my back pockets. “What do you want to do?” I asked him. He was still composing himself.
Then he smiled at me. “How about I’ll ask you that question?” he didn’t sound serious. I did either, I don’t know what I had planned to do and it’s not happening right now. “What? Wait, I’m supposed to treat you, right?”...

Its pretty Long thxs for the comments :)

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing, I looked at the screen and I saw melissa.baker :) and no this was not Damons sister it was the melissa I got drunk with.

'Hey mel whats up?' I hearded her laugh, 'Finally were have you been it's like you had dropped off the face of earth'. I laughed and started to walk to the mirror, 'Melissa you have no idea and It's good to hear you other then the same people all the time and if your gonna ask if I can come out no I cant visting my dad and I have shit to work out, so i better go love ya mwaa', She laughed...

    Her chestnut-brown hair flowed down her back, reaching down to her elbows. When the sun shone its bright light rays on it, her hair shimmered like the way water does when light hits the surface. Her eyes were a pair of brilliant emerald-green orbs that held innocence and kindness. Her smile...Her smile told you that see was an absolute angel that was sent from the heavens above.

For allI cared, she was our new next-door neighbor.

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Running was an experience for me.I relished the brisk steady breaze flowing and tangling itself in my chesnut coloured hair.The way the thud of my Nike trainers seemed never ending and significant in the crispy rich dawn air. My crimson hue ipod pounded song after song through the natural intake of beat passing into my ear.
The music gave me some preference to look around into my picturete surroundings.
The horizon was even more exquisite than when i'd fisrt layed my topaz eyes upon it the morning.The sky seemed to be in its own heaven untwinched with clouds but flubouyant with natural colour....

“What?!” I half cried. I grabbed his shirt and gasped from the air in my throat wanting to get out.
    “Get ready, we are going to be late. You okay?” he asked calmly. You, go, away, my inner self told me.
    “I’m fine. Bye. I’ll be down in a minute.” I said, softly releasing my tight grip on Looi’s white t-shirt. After about 20 minutes of getting knots out of my hair, getting my coat to button, and getting my tote bag ready for school, Looi yelled, “Let’s go!” and I heard him shuffle down the stairs.
    As...

(this is realistic-fiction, some parts are true and some are false. that should become evident as time goes on ^.^)

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Everything fell when David left.

I never understood why. He was just a friend to me at that time, and friends back then were any people that I could get in a conversation with. They were people that listened. And really, seeing him leave was just as normal as any of my other friends that left during that year. There was nothing too it; I would convince myself over and over again that he would eventually come back, and that we might even meet up in the future and talk about our...

Prologue:
I thought my life was going great I was getting good grades, and I had the most awesome friends. But when that day came my life was turned upside down. My life was going to be so different I'm not going to recognize myself anymore, when I look in the mirror. Turns out my life is just beginning.
Chapter 1:
My life was just like any other teenager. Like the drama, stress, grades, etc. that any teenager would have to deal with. Well here's my story it all began like any other. It was day and unfortunately I was in school. I was kind of daydreaming in language arts class because I new...

Chapter 1
Meet the Carrot-Tops

    A long, long time ago, in the year 1850, there was a man by the name of Sam Carrot-Top. He was a well educated man, slender in build and always wore a dusty old cap that covered his orange hair and broken glasses. He was an honest and wealthy man, but you would never guess that he and his family were well off; he never showed his wealth or bragged about it. He used his money to help the poor and needy.
    His wife, Jane, was oh so beautiful, with lush red hair, a petite figure, and smooth, creamy pale skin. She loved all...

The ancient white wolf sat, his thick, glossy fur covered his whole body, increasing in density around the neck and along the ridges of his back and in between his shoulder blades. His ruffled tail brushed casually against the ledge he placed himself, his head and shoulders slightly hunched as his head was lowered. His eyes blazed like a white hot halo, intense and depthless. His glorious and strong face, devoid of all emotion, stared down at the lifeless body that lay beneath the ledge, just at his feet.
My lover’s body, my husband, my partner in life lay limp and unmoving.
I kneeled before...