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Madison did the same thing as Karen was doing, and Jakob followed nervously behind. Madison was never like this...what was up? "Madison!" he called, but the voice was distant to Madison, and she shrugged it off.
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Maeve (prounced May-vee)
She stared down at her parents and little sister's graves, wondering how she had survived the crash. She was the only survivor and the doctors called her a miracle. She would have perferred death over the grief she was feeling. This was the biggest tragedy she had ever felt. She couldn't believe that she was now alone. She didn't have any family member or any friend. She had just graduated highschool and was looking forward to the upcoming school year at a local college that she had won a scholarship to. Most people had looked down at her all her life, including her parents. She had long black hair with two white strands on the side of her face. When her hair wasn't in a ponytail, it fell down to her waist. Most people looked down her because she was perfect. Perfect facial features, perfect GPA, perfect this, perfect that. She hated being perfect. Now after the crashed, her nose was slightly crooked and she had a few teeth missing. She had broken on finger and walked with a slight limp. She loved loosing her prefection. But one thought kept running through her mind. I'm eighteen and on my own. No money, no parents, no family, nothing. She wished for a miracle, any miracle, even if it was out of this world. Singergirl509 tauditioned and got to be Red! (Ethnicity shall be edited in...) ![]() |
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Yumi followed the others.
Dark. It's getting darker for me. And I see purple. 'That's because you're the color of purple,' the voice said. I am purple? 'That's right.' Yumi didn't understand what was going on, but if the voice said she was purple then she was purple. The voice is always right. |
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Karen finally came to a musoleum, and she was completely soaked.
This is not what it appears... The light within her heart said. Karen stepped forward once more, touchingthe walls of the old tomb. The light withing her heart grew, and an odd music began to play, many, many intricate melodies at one, it ounsinded like a cross between bells and singing. She opened her eyes, gasping, and she felt two other lights; one orange, one purple. Yes, your sisters... The light said. ![]() |
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She set two sets of flowers on each of the two graves. She sat down and leaned against the tree that was right by them and cried. She couldn't hold it in anymore. She couldn't hold the grief of both of her familes, mother's and father's sides, not coming to her rescue, not helping her.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby |
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Yumi saw the lights too.
'Do you remember?' Yumi remembered. 'It's your job to protect the planet.' Yes. It's my duty. 'Should any of your friends be injured you should give up anything to help them.' Of course. They're my sisters; my friends. 'The gothic senshi.' One and forever. Ooc: </3 T^T THAT CAME OUT SO WEIRDLY. |
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There is another...
The light said. Call to her. But, how? Call to her. Karen reached deep down within herself, feeling this light out and detecting a third color; red. She reached out with the light in her heart, touching the read, calling it to this masuoleum. ![]() |
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Maeve felt a weird sensation, go through her body. She felt somebody calling her, sombody wanting her. She still had tears streaming down her cheeks but was completely silent. She knew where to go but didn't know how.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby |
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