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"I understand that something is wrong, but please, try and relax." Your eyes were full of sympathy.

"I don't even know how to stay calm around when I'm around, him." Ciel looked very serious.

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"Ciel, how do you know this house so well? You told me that you don't come here very often because of issues that have happened." Your voice was quiet.

"Just because I don't come here very often, doesn't mean I don't know my way around." He placed one arm around your waist and brought you closer.

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The phone rang loudly. I groaned and rolled over on the couch. My head was pounding and I was so exhausted and I seriously didn’t want to get up to answer it. I hadn’t fully registered where I was or why I was there...then I felt the weights on my chest…the hair in my face…the sweat on my brow…and it all came back to me.
“I’m coming, damn it.” I growled. I stumbled off the couch and leaned against the counter, reaching for the phone, still ringing loudly. I grabbed it in my weak fingers and held it to my ear. “Hello?”

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The morning sun was shining, streams of light piercing the dormroom window of Room 212. It was silent in the early morning. Then suddenly, a shot rang out. It wasn't a gunshot, of course, but instead something else (and louder).
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Zoe's alarm clock blared throughout the dorm room and possibly into the adjacent dorms. It was 8:00 in the morning. Had this been an actual school day, the two girls would be EXTREMELY late, but seeing as how it was Saturday, they were safe. The loud screeching blared into the ears of both Zoe and Maddy. Zoe's eyes opened, blinked a few times, and finally opened. She slowly sat up in bed groggily and looked at Maddy, who was still sound asleep on the other side of the room. Sudd

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Undertaker spotted a coffin that seemed to stand out from the rest. It appeared to be made of cheap black wood, and it's quality was quite poor. Whatever family this corpse must have belonged to was clearly not the richest of people.
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"Let's see," he mumbled to himself, a slight giggle bubbling in his throat. He stood in front of the wooden box. He deta

Damseltron 4000Meg shuffled or rather painfully walked towards her workspace for another long day she rather not face wearing a dark blue suit and black stockings and painful blue high heel shoes. She was the secretary of a rather mean boss who usually was a salve driver and forced Meg to do things she rather not do like feed her dogs or running to grab her dry cleaning. Some days she was such a pain she wanted her kidnap and tied to a train tracks, but ever since trains started to use hover technology that was no longer a means of getting rid of a pain in the butt female.

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Phonecall 17

by ~BattKattColourBlak, Sep 6, 2010, 9:36:40 AM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Introductions & Chapters

Yo! Please read the description when you're done reading this! It's actually important!!!

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{He opens his eyes/ a sharp knife within/ to reveal the disguise/ piercing deep into the skin/ a light so bright to burn/ a cut so deep inside/ he doesn't know where to turn/ scream as you run and cry/ a revelation of the dark/ a pain so deep and fatal/ slowly tears him apart/ speak now if able.}
"Littlefoot, you're making less sense than normal," I muttered.
/hE dOeSn'T eAt EnOuGh IcE-cReAm,/ said Firo.
"Silencio, neither one of you eat anything," I said pointedly.
/MeAnY, yOu DoN't HaVe To ReMiNd Me./
7 AM. I should've been asleep. I'd fallen back into my old pattern.
Speak to Johnny at around 2 in the morning.
Hang up at around 6:30.
Relax as the sleeplessness continues to keep my eyes open.
And the conversations with my toys.
"It's getting old..."
/WhAt Is?/
"The whole not sleeping thing..."
{My poor little one/let you rest my dear/ sleep is hard to come by/ or it shall come/ speak to him by day/ for you/ sleep by night.}
"I have no idea what you're talking about, LF."
I no longer understood the creature that I've had for 19 odd years.
It was slightly disconcerting.

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This offender was strapped to the floor.
One or two levels down.
There was a convenient little hole in each floor that let you see it.
Johnny lifted the typewriter up. It was heavy as Hell.
*And I don't really use it anymore.*
What had this one done, you ask? Well, first it had thrown a Brain-Freezy cup at Johnny, apparently on a dare.
Then it had tried to pants Laura.
Also apparently on a dare.
This was both disturbing and unacceptable.
Johnny dropped the typewriter.
Down, down, down it fell, landing with a satisfying scrunsh on the offender's head. Bits of skull and grey-matter washed out onto the floor, effectively painting the floor in red and grey.
A thick coating.
The typewriter was broken.
That was a saddening thought.
Johnny walked upstairs again.
The grayed canvas was still in it's corner, a fresh palette sitting on a table beside it. He walked over to it and lifted up a paintbrush.
Chose a colour; a nice, deep blue.
Painted a smooth line over the canvas, a river in a deep fog.
Rinsed the brush. Chose another colour.
White this time.
Froth on the waves of the river.
Rinse.
Another colour. Black.
Smoke.
Green.
Lavender.
Indigo.
Brown.
Others.
And he kept on painting.
Much to his surprise.

Phonecall 17by ~BattKattColourBlak

Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Introductions & Chapters

Okay, I apologize for the shortness of this chappy, but I feel as though I'm on a tight schedule today.
Oh, the important thing...
Well, I was gonna save this, but...okay, Littlefoot speaks two dialogues at once. He's also the most knowledgeable of all of the characters in my story.
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