Everyone knows no one is normal. Everyone knows everyone is the same too. But do u know what it's like to have nothing normal about you? From the way u dress from the way u talk? I do. My name is Elizabeth Mills. This is the story of my life. It all started when I was five. Thats the dag I became the opposite of normal.
I was just a little girl. I was in my own world. Thats a lie. Every little girl is in a world of her own. I acted as if I was five years older than I should be. I'm not normal, remember? Well I was at my Grandmothers house to spend the weekend. My cousin always prefered me over my other siblings because she was three years older than me. However, even a eight jaar old can tell there was something wrong with me. She never zei anything. But u could see it in her eyes. When I talked her normal blue eyes filled with curiosity and worry. They'd scan over me like a radar always making sure I was okay. But it was sad that she didn't know that I'd never be okay. I'd always be....different.
Different is a word u can put up for interpretation. If u haven't paid attention you'd say everyone is different. I am meer strange than u can imagine. In your whole life u probably never met anyone sane who was as different as me.
My cousin was giving me that look when it was time to go to sleep. "Are u gonna be okay here Elizabeth?" She asked me. I nodded my head not knowing that I would not be okay. I went to bed and slept. But woke up in the middle of the night only to hear voices. Strangly I am afraid of the dark, but I had a longing to go outside. In the pitch blackness. I got up carefully, making sure not to wake my cousin. Then I ran outside.
I was scared. meer than I've ever been in my life. Untill I saw the face of a boy I've never seen before. I may have been five. But I could tell that he wasn't human. At least not anymore. He was dead. A ghost. Like I zei I am not normal. Anyone else would have ran at the sight of what I was seeing. But I am not anyone else. I held out my hand and zei "Hello" And thats when it all began.
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A/N Ok. This is my first story on this site. And I want to be critizied. I hope I can continue this story, How is it going? Is this story bad? I REALLY hope not. But I do take critism, not insults.
I was just a little girl. I was in my own world. Thats a lie. Every little girl is in a world of her own. I acted as if I was five years older than I should be. I'm not normal, remember? Well I was at my Grandmothers house to spend the weekend. My cousin always prefered me over my other siblings because she was three years older than me. However, even a eight jaar old can tell there was something wrong with me. She never zei anything. But u could see it in her eyes. When I talked her normal blue eyes filled with curiosity and worry. They'd scan over me like a radar always making sure I was okay. But it was sad that she didn't know that I'd never be okay. I'd always be....different.
Different is a word u can put up for interpretation. If u haven't paid attention you'd say everyone is different. I am meer strange than u can imagine. In your whole life u probably never met anyone sane who was as different as me.
My cousin was giving me that look when it was time to go to sleep. "Are u gonna be okay here Elizabeth?" She asked me. I nodded my head not knowing that I would not be okay. I went to bed and slept. But woke up in the middle of the night only to hear voices. Strangly I am afraid of the dark, but I had a longing to go outside. In the pitch blackness. I got up carefully, making sure not to wake my cousin. Then I ran outside.
I was scared. meer than I've ever been in my life. Untill I saw the face of a boy I've never seen before. I may have been five. But I could tell that he wasn't human. At least not anymore. He was dead. A ghost. Like I zei I am not normal. Anyone else would have ran at the sight of what I was seeing. But I am not anyone else. I held out my hand and zei "Hello" And thats when it all began.
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A/N Ok. This is my first story on this site. And I want to be critizied. I hope I can continue this story, How is it going? Is this story bad? I REALLY hope not. But I do take critism, not insults.
Hi today i will tell u haw to become a mermaid
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the douche take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me vis of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When u say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
volgende time u touch water close your eyes imagine u being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then u should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR u
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM YOUTUBE
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN meer SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the douche take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me vis of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When u say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
volgende time u touch water close your eyes imagine u being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then u should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR u
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM YOUTUBE
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN meer SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
When I woke up I was on a cement floor. My head felt terrible pain and I saw that I had some black and blue on my leg.
''Finally, u woke up. I have been waiting for your name.'' A voice zei behind me. I turned around and screamed the sream that sounds like a dying llama. ''Billiam Fergunsun!'' I yelled in rage. ''Yes, tis I ,Billiam Fergunsun."
He is such an idiot. I stood up and brought my knee to his pee-hole and he screamed like a little girl. "Girl power!" I screamed. I didn't notice his friends.
They almost hit me when I heard someone scream now! and I felt light headed and everything went dark again.
''Finally, u woke up. I have been waiting for your name.'' A voice zei behind me. I turned around and screamed the sream that sounds like a dying llama. ''Billiam Fergunsun!'' I yelled in rage. ''Yes, tis I ,Billiam Fergunsun."
He is such an idiot. I stood up and brought my knee to his pee-hole and he screamed like a little girl. "Girl power!" I screamed. I didn't notice his friends.
They almost hit me when I heard someone scream now! and I felt light headed and everything went dark again.
Another dag in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer dag of hanging out with vrienden and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the volgende minuut I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
Just another summer dag of hanging out with vrienden and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the volgende minuut I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until u hear
The angels sing
Thy blessing
When u hear heaven’s
Yell u wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was u who committed them
And u wil burn for sin
u are consumed door wretched flames
And through everyones aims
u are never hit
Nor bit
door the brand consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
u are consumed door wretched flames
And through everyones aims
u are never hit
Nor bit
door the brand consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until u hear
The angels sing
Thy blessing
When u hear heaven’s
Yell u wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was u who committed them
And u wil burn for sin
u are consumed door wretched flames
And through everyones aims
u are never hit
Nor bit
door the brand consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
u are consumed door wretched flames
And through everyones aims
u are never hit
Nor bit
door the brand consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a driehoek of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a driehoek of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.