We sat there, tears falling from our eyes. We, being me and my sister Friday.We were sixteen taon 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 out. Erik, our baby brother, nine months, was sleeping peacefully between Kate and Sammi, but only because he didn't know what was going on. Our parents had died earlier that night. What had happened was that we had been coming back from the movies, driving through the bushy area near our mansion house and we had been run off the road sa pamamagitan ng a lunatic drunk. The crash had been loud. So loud you could barely hear yourself think. This didn't change anything because the only thing that you would have been thinking was"AHHHHHHH"... soooooooo...yeah. Mind you, god never closes a door without opening a window… so you can climb out. The window, we were mostly unharmed but I had been unconscious until Friday shook me awake. We unbuckled everyone else and clambered out of the car. I checked over everyone to see if they were alright and then look up at Friday. Tears had been rolling down her face and it had been that moment which I realized that our parents were dead. As I watched, a tear hit the picture frame that Friday was holding. madami and madami came until they were gushing out of her eyes. I pulled her into a hug and soon Izzy was crying. I pulled her onto my lap and we sat there, Friday, Izzy and me, huddled and crying until we all fell asleep.
I woke up half way through the night, from a dream that had involved an unhealthy amount of snakes, and saw without that the cat had come in and was now asleep on tuktok of Erik. Carefully I eased out from under Izzy's tired form and crept over to the kama where Kate, Sammi and Erik had all fallen asleep. I lifted the cat off him and left the room as quietly as possible. I creaked down two flights of stairs into the kusina where the light was still on. I stood there for a while unsure of what to do next. I looked around, the energy saving light-bulb illuminating the well designed kitchen. I looked at the wooden bench tops and carved cupboard doors to the fridge. I moved slowly pasulong and pulled at the door. I investigated the pagkain situation. There was a tupperware box containing some unknown substance, but i'd decided to steer clear of unknown substances since The incident of two thousand and nine. As I was easing the door closed with limonada in one hand and an mansanas in the other I heard a voice from behind me.
"Hi Max." Friday's voice was dry from crying and her face was red and blotchy.
"Hey," I said, "How are you doing?"
"Okay-ish, you?"
"I don’t know," I replied. in truth I was incredibly sad but I couldn't bring it up again. it was painful. Too painful to talk about.. I sighed and looked over at her. She had been thinking about it again and I could tell sa pamamagitan ng the fact the she had tears rolling down her face. I put down my refreshments and walked over to her. I hugged her as tightly as I could.
"What do we do now," Friday asked, her voice muffled, "we can hardly stay here." I pulled away from her.
"I guess," I started, "I guess we call Mitch."
I woke up half way through the night, from a dream that had involved an unhealthy amount of snakes, and saw without that the cat had come in and was now asleep on tuktok of Erik. Carefully I eased out from under Izzy's tired form and crept over to the kama where Kate, Sammi and Erik had all fallen asleep. I lifted the cat off him and left the room as quietly as possible. I creaked down two flights of stairs into the kusina where the light was still on. I stood there for a while unsure of what to do next. I looked around, the energy saving light-bulb illuminating the well designed kitchen. I looked at the wooden bench tops and carved cupboard doors to the fridge. I moved slowly pasulong and pulled at the door. I investigated the pagkain situation. There was a tupperware box containing some unknown substance, but i'd decided to steer clear of unknown substances since The incident of two thousand and nine. As I was easing the door closed with limonada in one hand and an mansanas in the other I heard a voice from behind me.
"Hi Max." Friday's voice was dry from crying and her face was red and blotchy.
"Hey," I said, "How are you doing?"
"Okay-ish, you?"
"I don’t know," I replied. in truth I was incredibly sad but I couldn't bring it up again. it was painful. Too painful to talk about.. I sighed and looked over at her. She had been thinking about it again and I could tell sa pamamagitan ng the fact the she had tears rolling down her face. I put down my refreshments and walked over to her. I hugged her as tightly as I could.
"What do we do now," Friday asked, her voice muffled, "we can hardly stay here." I pulled away from her.
"I guess," I started, "I guess we call Mitch."
Readers will notice some emotion,cheating,lieing,and fightng. Rated R & PG13. We should stop bullying because of the fact it leads to suicide.Do NOT let ANYONE judge you because u are diffrent or ur not as pretty. Because u are.
BODY OF THE STORY:
The most exiting thing is somthing we normaly wouldn't do.
"Work is work,men......hmmm.....no time for that",said Jade Broussard.Jade is a cool,indipendent women who works for the FBI as detective security gaurd.One word for her,that nothing is in posible.she is afraid of nothing
One call for a new mission.
She must protect a thief??...What?!...Or is he somting els?...Well we'll know it later =)
His name is Remy Tremaine.what i can say is that he is sexy.he turned the warr in love......
Remy usualy dont like to life with rueles,but Jade is around him 24hours each araw in one roomwith service(...[and a bed])
wait for episode 1
The most exiting thing is somthing we normaly wouldn't do.
"Work is work,men......hmmm.....no time for that",said Jade Broussard.Jade is a cool,indipendent women who works for the FBI as detective security gaurd.One word for her,that nothing is in posible.she is afraid of nothing
One call for a new mission.
She must protect a thief??...What?!...Or is he somting els?...Well we'll know it later =)
His name is Remy Tremaine.what i can say is that he is sexy.he turned the warr in love......
Remy usualy dont like to life with rueles,but Jade is around him 24hours each araw in one roomwith service(...[and a bed])
wait for episode 1
♥ I've always mused about this significant quandary!
Here are some of the provided words that are in the English Dictionary and no other words rhyme with them.
♥
It is sometimes sinabi that the words:
orange, purple, and silver ♥ are the only words which rhyme with no other words.
♥ Non-rhyming English words of two syllables or fewer
pili
aspirin
bachelor
chaos
chimney
circus
different (whether pronounced as two- or three-syllable word)
film
hostage
javelin
justice (only rhymes with proper nouns)
laundry
luggage
monster
buwan
citrus
office
oliba
kahel (only rhymes with proper nouns)
pint
ibong dagat
pizza
promise (only rhymes with proper nouns)
purple
shadow
silver
transfer
vacuum
Here are some of the provided words that are in the English Dictionary and no other words rhyme with them.
♥
It is sometimes sinabi that the words:
orange, purple, and silver ♥ are the only words which rhyme with no other words.
♥ Non-rhyming English words of two syllables or fewer
pili
aspirin
bachelor
chaos
chimney
circus
different (whether pronounced as two- or three-syllable word)
film
hostage
javelin
justice (only rhymes with proper nouns)
laundry
luggage
monster
buwan
citrus
office
oliba
kahel (only rhymes with proper nouns)
pint
ibong dagat
pizza
promise (only rhymes with proper nouns)
purple
shadow
silver
transfer
vacuum
DOVEWING PVO
Tigerheart and Dovewing had finished playing around and were lying in the Great Oak together.
Dovewing was breathing in Tigerheart's soft muscular scent and playing with his tail gently. He was sharing tongues with her and talking about each other's life together.
Dovewing was content to be there with him, it had been ages and there were no other Pusa here, no Bumblestripe, no jealousy. No Ivypool and Toadstep, Cinderheart and Liomblaze and everybody telling her to get a mate, like Bumblestripe.
She was there with who she loved and who she cared about most.
TIgerheart began talking to her slowly, calmly, contently.
"Dovewing, I pag-ibig you madami than ever!" He purred.
"I pag-ibig you too, Tigerheart." Dovewing murmured.
She crouched down and started to lick his smooth balahibo and he played around.
"Tigerheart..." Dovewing began.
"Yeah?" Tigerheart asked.
"Will you ilipat to ThunderClan?" She asked.
Tigerheart and Dovewing had finished playing around and were lying in the Great Oak together.
Dovewing was breathing in Tigerheart's soft muscular scent and playing with his tail gently. He was sharing tongues with her and talking about each other's life together.
Dovewing was content to be there with him, it had been ages and there were no other Pusa here, no Bumblestripe, no jealousy. No Ivypool and Toadstep, Cinderheart and Liomblaze and everybody telling her to get a mate, like Bumblestripe.
She was there with who she loved and who she cared about most.
TIgerheart began talking to her slowly, calmly, contently.
"Dovewing, I pag-ibig you madami than ever!" He purred.
"I pag-ibig you too, Tigerheart." Dovewing murmured.
She crouched down and started to lick his smooth balahibo and he played around.
"Tigerheart..." Dovewing began.
"Yeah?" Tigerheart asked.
"Will you ilipat to ThunderClan?" She asked.