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StarterA young girl, no older than 18 years of age, was walking aimlessly through the forest, the leaves quietly crunching beneath her feet. The sun shone brilliantly through the treetops, causing shadows of branches the be casted on her body as she moved. Nicolette had always had quite a sense for adventure and she was always exploring; her curiousity always got the best of her.Starter
She was wearing her dark blue gown with a black cloak over her. Her long, dark, spiral-like curled hair was left down with butterfly pins in it. On her feet were simple, unelegant, dark brown boots that she had put on just for wandering about in this beautiful
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The Glass Castle: Part TwoA few hours went by and Elena was trembling with fear. She remembered the horrid look on the queen’s face when she forbade her from entering the enchanting, yet terrifying room. It was as if death had seeped out through her pores.The Glass Castle: Part Two
“Perhaps she will understand,” Elena thought reassuringly to herself, “After all, she was so kind to me. And I am the princess.”
She replayed those words continually until her nerves and mind were at ease. Soon she fell asleep on the ground and slept peacefully.
A few more hours went by. Suddenly, Elena awoke to somebody grabbing her arms and pushing he
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The Glass Castle: Part OneOnce upon a time, there was a young girl named Elena. She lived in a lovely cottage with her father, mother, and baby sister.The Glass Castle: Part One
Now her father was not kind to her. He beat her every night when he returned home from working all day. One night Elena could not take it anymore and snuck out of her house and ran away into the forest.
As she walked deeper and deeper into the forest, she became hungry and decided to stop to eat. She pulled out her basket of food, climbed up a charming Oak tree and ate it as she gazed at the vast variety of colors the forest had to offer.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of horses c
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I Wasn't Prepared For ThisShe cries herself to sleep, But "Mommy" could care less. She jams blades in her skin, But "Daddy's" love will not be confessed. She's crying out for help, But no one even takes a glance, At what goes on inside her mind, And why she won't give her life a chance. She builds a wall in front her of her, So no one can cause her more harm. She shuts herself up inside her room, And nobody seems alarmed. She hates what she has become - Depressed, lonely, and scared. Everything attacked her too quickly. She just wasn't [prepared].I Wasn't Prepared For This
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The more the light shines through me
I pretend to close my eyes
The more the dark consumes me
I pretend I'm burning, burning bright
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The more the light shines through me
I pretend to close my eyes
The more the dark consumes me
I pretend I'm burning bright
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"He was working on a love potion. And by that, I mean he's perfecting his ability to hide viagra in cookies. "
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