Back to School ch.six ch.7Chapter six:Ashley and Riley; done their work, the class silent during their practice test that would be the real test in a week’s time. “Pencils down.” The teacher stated looking at his class as head looked up, “Now place your practice test into the envelope provided and place them face down on your desks as Aimee comes to collect them.”Ashley looked at Riley, “How far did you get on the test?” Ashley asked looking at Riley.“I got pass Ancient Rome with a lot of confusion, I finished 1912 from side to side…I was in the middle of Greece History when I had to stop, I wasn’t going to attempt it…I had no idea what happened in Greek, many years ago.” Riley sighed laying his head down with a sigh.Ashley looked at him, “Seriously Greece History and Caesar was the only parts I could really felt that I passed, Kayla told me stories of her childhood days during that time, No technology, omg how she kept her sani
Now we're free ch.4 and ch.5Chapter 4: A past of destructionLeonard stood at the door his back leaning against it as he watched as Annette sat on the couch, her focus was on the aged coffee table. He sighed…he loved his fair share of silence but never-ending silence when he could hear his inner voices talking instead of the mindless chattering of another, that was boring even to him, “Annette…lets’ agree to that you disagreeing with me isn’t really a way that will guarantee your safe return to Brahms…anger doesn’t look good on you, I can read your every thought…you are angry at me for behaving the way you humans’ think is inappropriate, but seriously ask yourself the questions that I was forced to ask myself at that time period, how do you feel being called a monster by the one thing you would die for…kill for, and the statement being made that the reasons for your killing and dying for doesn’t accept you as you really are…how can you
Gothic Melody: Ch.4 and ch.5Chapter four:Ryan watched as Graceona released him still stroking his hair, “You need more appropriate clothing, your mother…what to do with her,” The vixen walked over to the wardrobe. Getting a white cotton button up shirt and black pants with suspenders. As she walked the clothes back over to Ryan, “You probably desire a shower…It is outside the door down the hall, this is your room, I still remember your terms and have learnt to accept them…after all, I only have to wait a month for your birthday and it will be an explosion of fun…nothing is too good for the man that I have taken to be my king.”“Must we continue with terms? Just how old are you exactly?” Ryan asked the woman who was at the main door.Graceona looked at his with a smile, “Nu-uh Ryan, you wished for the terms and I will deny you nothing, my age…I am old enough to know right from wrong but I’m still too young to care.”With a ch
Gothic Melody: Ch.3Chapter three:His heart raced, like a speeding train on the verge of derailing… facing Grace’s parents who wore smiles on both of their faces, he felt as the air-conditioning in the room faded into what seemed to be replaced by the sun’s ray on an unforgiving hot day. The room seemed to spin around slowly at first then it began to pick up pace. Even with the mother that he agreed to depart from he had never felt this frightened, their laughter was over ruled by the pounding of this racing heart beating like a drum in his ears…through his mind and soul, he was well aware of the risks he had taken in agreeing to be the girls husband in just a few years, but he had never pictured meeting the parents being as gut wrenching as it was in this point in time. He had escaped death several times on what seemed like daily chores to him due to stealing what little food he could get his hands on but it was never his, his mother would mostly take it for herself…but
Silent Hill:Now we're Free ch.1-3Silent Hill: Now we’re freePrologue: A mysterious letterAnnette didn’t want to be in this place at the moment, her will was to be in her warm bed in her wooden-made home in Brahms, the town neighboring the one that she drove wearily through.A town that was hidden by a dark shroud of energy amongst the tall trees surrounding a happier place, beyond tall rusty gates that kept the people of Brahms from the haunting town of Silent Hill, being this close to the town that brought nothing but bad omens to its reputation made her heart beat an uneasy pace, feeling that it was beating in her throat.Fear welled up in her petite figure the closer she came to the town, cold chills covered her frame she could picture the sort of human, or creature that summoned her with a mere letter.The letter was from a man that she had never heard from nor was introduced to in her existence, the letter seemed to grasp her feeling of sympathy and drag her to wanting to help the man that was in a
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