Honeymoon With My Brother interview with Franz Wisner and Kurt Wisner

I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all dag long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home pagina
when my mommy does come home pagina
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against...

-7 and a half hours later-
As I walked out of the school, I saw Cameron signaling me over to his car. I walked up to him and he told me to get in, which I did. As he started up the car, I couldn't help but feel like Cameron was upset with me. "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere we can talk."

"About?"

"I'll let u know when we get there." I nodded and kept quiet for the whole ride.


Half an uur later, Cameron parked in the strand parking lot. He took the key out of the ignition and put them in a cup holder. He then looked at me with a very disappointed look.

"What do u want to talk about?"

"I want to...

I am clever. I am witty.
I am popular. I am idolized. I am loved.
Everyone values my opinion. They cling to my every word.
I am free of rules.
Advice doesn't apply to me. I don't need it.

I am always right. So don't vraag my opinion, because u are wrong.
Whatever u can do, I can do twice as well.

I am untouchable.
I fling attacks from behind my fortress and fear no retaliation.
I am veilig behind my shield.
Stronger than steel. Stronger than diamonds. Stronger than you.

No-one would dare retaliate. I am inside my fortress.
And u can't get in. u can't hurt me.

I see, hear, smell, and touch, but...

Brightness night


The sun sets, the moon raises, night has begun, the moon smiles down on us as it shines it's light. the stars twinkle in one door one, and dag is done. the moon full, round and big hums it's playful tune. the starts, so bright shine it's light for everyone in sight, as they hum in tune with the moon.

Out side looking in


Laughter sailing out of the window, vrienden talking quietly together, people dancing everywhere. and I'm on the out side looking in. All of them are havening fun as the twirl in the in crowd. All but one who looks out side, he smiles at me and i smile back...

Here is the first chapter of my story. I geplaatst the first half like two months geleden but here it is again. door the way this book has two perspectives. I edited the first chapter.

The first day-Athena's perspective

Boy now that I look back at that week it was when my perspective on all things changed. I knew that week was different. The first dag felt off. Just door how I woke up.
"Athena! Get up and get ready for school!" my mom shouted at me
My eyes popped open and I got up immediately and got dressed. This was new for me since I always got up later and refused to get out of bed but I felt like I...

2

    Ray was getting ready for school the volgende morning. Her parents leave way before her and T.J. gives her a ride to and from school every day. In case u were wondering; T.J. and straal, ray are not dating. Nor will they ever. Best vrienden since they were kids and it will stay that way.

    “Ray! Come on! It’s the last dag of school; we have to see who gets pranked today.” T.J. called up from downstairs.

    “Alright, alright, hold on!” straal, ray zei in her room, she was just walking out when the chest shook.

    Ray...

Me: Okay these are two poems of mine. The first one is a translation of sonnet 18, door shakkespear the other is an original, so thats probably really bad lol. u could say my translation helps people understand what its about

Sonnet 18-translated door me written bt shakespear

Are u as lovely as the days of summer
But u can not be, for your beauty and fairness range far beyond
summer can be rough, shaking the flowers in bloom
And summer is to short for my liking
The sun bears down harshly upon us,
and is often eclipsed door the clouds.
And all beauty erodes away,
by the the mother of nature or...

Holy crap ..... How? How did he get to school so fast meer important Why is he at my school?
“wait”i noticed a poster behind joshua“ didnt the principal say that we had to wear our uniform tomorow because james got a metal?” I as birana
“we do u sure?”she look horrified
“unless that poster is wrong”i piont out
“hmmm well james did do a good job in that incident”
“bri he saved a suicidal kid...twice the same dag but I guess the principal killed the glory door making us waer that monkey suit dress”yuck I may not know much about fashion but tje dress was just so plain it had...

May 6, 2002
Boston, Massachusetts

To whom it may concern

My name is Ashton George Lingheart, and this is my confession. In July of 1998 I murdered my wife, Kim Rachel Summer Lingheart, a jaar after the birth of our son. No one aided me in the crime and it is a thing I regret meer than anything in the world. I hid her body in a well from our vorige location in New Jersey. My wife was a kind, gentle, soft-spoken woman whom everyone adored. She never got angry, even at the people who disrespected her. She loved our son just like a mother would, for she always wanted a family of her own. She...

One Fine Sunny Morning Izzy Sat At A tafel, tabel At Her Fav, '50's Dinner'. Although The Red Head Was Not In The Mood To Eat, of Do Anything For That Matter. Something Keep Bugging her. Something She Couldn't Identify. The Poor Girl Sighed, Now Her Head Hurt From Thinking so Munch. She Then Fell back in her zitplaats, stoel And Poped her Feet onto the table, eventhough She New The Cause Of It.

"Ey, Izzy, Gits Your Feeta Of Meh Table." A Big Man Behind The Main Counter Called.

"Leave Me Alone, Joe." Izzy zei as she closed her eyes

"Nononononononon; Now!" Joe told her

"I zei 'Leave me alone'!" The Red Headed Girl...