Mene Mene Tekel Upharsin

Just a "sneak peek" into my hidden notebooks filled with stories I write. Yeah, this is the one that I needed help with character names and thanks for giving me your input and I'm still trying to decide on a few names. I hope you enjoy though :)

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I just wanted to swing, that's all I ever wanted to do since I was little. Just swing and think, think and swing. No one ever really understood why that's all I ever wanted to do and my answer never really gave them any hints. "I just like to swing," I would say but the truth is that whenever I would swing, it would always feel like I was flying and the flying felt like I was free. I never really was free, but I liked the feeling.

My whole life I felt as if I was trapped into this nightmare called reality. I was always told what to do, when to do it and even how to do it but it just made things...boring. And the sensation of swinging and flying and being free; that's all I ever lived for. But now it's hard for me to just go out and swing whenever I wanted too. I'm a 21 year old working woman in a serious relationship. I've got responsibilities. Though, when I get the chance to swing, I do and it feels great. The thing is, I've been waiting , for some time now, for something to happen to make me feel free without swinging. Something actiony and something really dangerous. Something.

Beep, beep, beep.

My alarm clock rang at 6:30 am to get me up for work. I yawned and slowly rose from my bed, stretching. Asher, my boyfriend, stirred as I got upand turned the alarm off. Asher is the kind of personyou don't want to be around when he wakes. He gets so grumpy and angry. He's not a morning person. I wonder if one day he'll actually wake up on the right side of the bed.

"Fuck," I heard him say under his breath as he slowly got up. "Why do you always set the alarm clock so loud?" he complained.

"So I can hear it." I muttered under my breath as I took out some clothes for the day. I felt Asher creep across the floor, over to the dresser where I was. I felt his long, muscular arms wrap around my waist and his breath trickling down my neck. He spun me around to face him. He kissed the bruise on my left cheek and the cut on my lip that he gave me last night when I came home ten minutes late. Asher isn't the kind of person you would want to piss off. He gets violent. I learned that a little too late.

I met Asher a little over two years ago. We both went to a concert down South and he sat in the row in front of my and my best friend, Raine. Asher and I started talking to one another and I fell head over heels for him instantly. Yes, I'm a romanctic sap. I love love. We found out that we live in the same town and exchanged numbers and addresses. I guess it, you know, carried on form there.

For a year, Asher seemed like the perfect boyfriend. He would buy me roses and take me anywhere my heart desired but most of all, he made me feel free.

It all ended about a year ago when I moved in with him. I saw a darker side of Asher, a really dark side. He became quite cruel and violent and his temper became untameable. He started talkin gdown to me and hitting me whenever I didn't do anything right. It was like the "Romance -> Trigger -> Abuse" diagram I learned in Health in the 9th grade. First, the abuser will spend a short period of time romancing their victims until something sets them off, like a trigger. The abuse would start all over again until the abuser feels as if the victim is about to conjure enough courage to leave. The romancing starts again and the victims always thinks the same thing, "Maybe they'll change. Maybe this is the new beginning." They're all fools, and it really sucks.

"Asher," I sighed as his lips parted from my wounded mouth. "I have to get ready for work. And don't worry, I'll cover the bruise and I-I'll make up some story about the cut on my lip." I said as I pulled out of his grasp and started toward the bathroom.

"Fallyn," Asher called after me. I stopped in my tracks and turned around to find him right behind me. "I promise I'll stop."

"It's hard to believe you," I said. "When you've done it so many times before." Asher stared at me with an expressionless face. Iturned and headed straight into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. Tears slowly stroked my face as they fell out of my eyes and down my face.

I peeled my nightgown off of my slender body, exposing the cuts, bruises, and scars that I've accumulated in the past year. I stared at my reflection in the mirror as shame sunk deep into my heart. My body ached from the bruises and contusions that covered it. Every square inch of me was black, blue or red.

"Will I ever be free?" I thought to myself as I sunk to the floor.

 

to be continued...probably

I wanted to scream. I wanted to laugh. I wanted to yell and jump and dance and speak and be able to have at least the slightest control over my body. But I didn’t, for moments that felt like hours in his carefully sculpted arms-his soft lips against mine. I would lie there watching over myself rather than being myself.

I wasn’t moving, yet I was. Not unwillingly, of course not-but a will so strong that my movements were like a series of waves controlled by a source from the depths of my mind- so secretive it was like my subconscious just up and took over right before my dazed eyes.

 I could tell that I was alive only by the short breaths I would take when my lungs remembered to breath. His hair softer than the world’s most expensive silk against my hands- among other places. It was like I was watching a play unfold- scene by scene, the pace excruciatingly slow.

And suddenly pain- but a pain I had come to lust over what felt like a century- but in reality just a few short seconds. And then a word, like honey rolling off of his lips.

“Brandy”

 What I wouldn’t give to have the ability to control my tongue and lick the word off of his smooth lips- until there was nothing left except for the memory. And almost as an answer to his words I found my lips forming the name of the person who I would’ve killed for. But there was no need- I’d just married him.

My eyes opening and closing endlessly the room disappearing every time I looked into the emeralds he called eyes.

I melted onto the sheets in a beyond-euphoric state- the birds outside chirping innocently -as we made love at 5 in the morning- the sun breaking through the small gaps in the curtain. Suddenly I became aware of everything. I could feel his eyes studying me- I could feel the pressure in the air as and when his lips moved into a smile.

 His hair falling in my face rebelliously, and my tongue doing its best to taste the strands to prove that it wasn’t a dream. And I hoped it wasn’t, for if it was- I would never wake up.

And all too soon it ended, and in his arms I laid again- but in a different fashion all together. My eyes closed as my senses slowly returned one by one- the adrenaline fading slowly millilitre-by-millilitre.

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Blurred and slowly focusing my vision returned. I blinked and strained my ears to hear what it was that awoke me in the first place. I turned over slowly, ignoring the pain- all but too different than before hoping to catch a few glances of the person I had just been married to in all but holy matrimony. Before I went back to sleep. But he wasn’t there. After the morning I’d had I wanted to at least hold onto a few more hours of precious sleep until I had to awake- but the noise, whatever it was denied me any of that. I sat up- now fully awake, and half limped my way down the stairs into the large kitchen, turning the lights on as I went passed them. As I started to enter the kitchen I heard voices and quickly hid behind a wall, hoping to listen to the voices and to see to whom they belonged to.

“You can’t take me alive” I heard Ville hiss, it then hit me what was happening- instead of ruining my wedding- the reapers had just opted for the day after.

“You’re not exactly alive though are you now- Ville my old friend” I heard William laugh, but not a laugh of humour- a laugh of something more morbid all together.

“Now, Now I’m sure we can all behave, I’m sure Brandy wouldn’t want a fight in her house- but regardless, if that’s what you want it can be arranged” Chris snarled.

“Chris- calm down, remember the Elders want Ville in a good condition, breaking his head open isn’t going to help” I recognised the calm voice as Aros, an Elder.

 I winced at the thought of Ville’s head being snapped and their heads all snapped round to where I was hiding. I saw Ville’s eyes instantly soften and in less than a blink he was by my side his arm tight around my waist.

“You cannot take me” Ville stated his hair still a mess, and his eyes almost ablaze with anger

“We’ll see about that” William spat, and with that all three started to advance, trapping Ville and I in the corner of the dark kitchen.

 

Cuz I'm bored....so take it and yeah...it's about my FanFiction....if you haven't read "Love Reaper" I guess you shouldn't take it but if you want to anyways...go ahead...

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Yeah, I'm writing this story in one of my notebooks and I couldn't decide on names for the peoples and I didn't want to recycle names like I have done before and I really can't decide on names, so I need your guys' help with the names and shizzle. I got the roles down and shit, I just need the fricken names! And I might add more roles later, I don't know....whatever comes to me in my dreams, I suppose. Here are the roles (and no, it has nothing to do with "Romeo is Dead"):

vampire guy:

Main chick character:

the main characters best girl friend:

main characters best guy friend:

Vampire friend (girl) #1:

Vampire friend (girl) #2:

Vampire friend (guy) #3:

Vampire friend (guy)#4:

Main charcters boyfriend:

boyfriend's best friend:

 

And here are the girl name I looked up but wasn't able to decide which to put where (if you know what I mean) (and it's a lot of names too and some are in other languages): Faith, Fiona, Fallyn, Fia, Fala, Fabiana, Fina, Filomena, Freya, Alina, Abigail, Ava, Adalyn, Aila, Acacia, Abella, Raine, Zuir, Adele, Adalie, Giselle, Noelle, Adelaide, Lyric, Naiara, Mirari, Alazne, Alona, Arrosa, Alaia, Lilija, Aria, Zaira, Alessandra, Elena, Lucia, Bellissa, Evelyn, Alice, Maeve, Aithne, Isolde, Aine, Audrey, Grace, Trinity, Autumn, Lynn, Jocelyn, Anneli, Eeva, Inkeri, Kaisa, Katri, Kerttu, Liisa, Maiju, Ruusu, Vellamo, Aili, Annalee, Inari, Lusa, Marja, Meri, Mielikki, Auvergne, Tamora, Thaisa, and Violenta

And for guys names (also a lot of names and some are in other languages): Finn, Frank, Fang, Fane, Addison, Aden, Aaric, Asher, Ace, Tristain, Aubrey, Mason, William, Soren, Blaze, Adiran, Ander, Gabirel, Mikolas, Zigor, Etor, Hallbjorn, Lucca, Arlo, Romeo, Amadeo, Sal, Davide, Aiden, Kieran, Quinn, Calum, Vaughn, Blaine, Hayden, Cole, Wyatt, Edward, Grayson, Erkki, Jukka, Jussi, Kaarle, Paavali, Paavo, Pekka, Taavelti, Taavi, Teppo, Viljo, Antti, Eikki, Janne, Juhana, Kalevi, Mikko, Nilo, Reku, Taaveti, Taneli, Tauno, Alexas, Arragon, Balthazar, and Caliban.

 

Meh, help, I can't decide *sniffle sniffle*

 

I'm leaving at 7 o'clock to spend the weekend at my friend Rachels house. I won't be on all weekend (probably)...so with "Love Reaper"....just imagine whats going to happen becuz I suck at sex scenes....lol...or Rachel and I will possibly spend the weekend writing the sex scene and laughing are asses off at it becuz I'm the main character....*hoot hoot*...so....I'll write more on Monday!

And I never say that often becuz guys don't usually hang around me. But, okay, this is what happened. My friend "Jack" (as I said in an earlier journal) kissed me and I thought he broke up with my friend "Jane". And I felt so horrible when he kissed me becuz I thought "Jane" still liked him and I was going to tell him to stop today but I never got a chance though he did hang at my house again. But he, my sister, and my cousin decided to go to the park and apparently they ran into his cousin. and guess what his cousin asked? He was all like "Are you still going out with that girl?" (he was alluding to "Jane") and guess what "Jack's" reply was? he was like "Yeah, I am." and I was talking to my sister about me feeling guilty for kissing my friends ex, but apparently I kissed my friends boyfriend. I feel so horrible. I don't know what to do. I hate "Jack" now! God, he fricken lied to me and I don't even like him like that and he used me and I betrayed one of my friends who has been there for me. I'm so stupid. God, why do things like this always happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? "Jane" has always been there for me and I hurt her. I hate myself.

"Where are they?" Ville vented as he was waiting desperately at the alter for me and the girls. Ville was pacing back and forth, back and forht, back and forth thinking of all the bad things that could of happened to the girls. Bam and Gerard (who Ville had called to help him with his wedding needs) were both on their cell phones trying desperately themselves to find out where the girls were.

"Okay, call me if you hear anything from them okay, Frank? Thanks." Gerard hung up with Frank and started calling another number.

"I have another ceremony in half an hour," the minister said to Ville, stopping Ville in his tracks. "If they're not here within the next half hour, you'll need to postpone this wedding."

"They'll be here, I know they'll be here," Ville muttered impatiently. "They have to be."

"Ville!" Gerard gasped, motioning for Ville to go over to him. Ville made his way over in a flash, standing close to Gerard, so close that he was basically breathing down his neck. Gerard was on the phone, he had called one of the girls who hadn't picked up before. "Alicia?....Alicia...are you guys okay? Where....where are you? Where? Oh..oh! Okay okay...what happened?......delayed by who?....William?...oh, THAT William....you what? okay...alright...see you soon...bye"

"What? What happened?" Ville said in a panic. Gerard sighed and turned to look Ville in the eye.

"Apparently after they got Brandy's dress, they went on a train and Brandy was cornered by William, the other Reaper guy..."

"Motherfucker..." Ville interupted.

"But don't worry, dude. They lost him and now Brandy's in the dressing room getting changed."

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"I call doing her make up!" Aleena yelled after I had changed into my dress and pu ton my shoes. The girls gawked at me for a couple of seconds and then continued on with doing their hair and make up. "Alright soon to be Mrs.Valo, sit right here," she said pointing to the chair in front of her. I sat down obediantly and she started to do my make up. I was really impatient, and kind of scared since the whole thing with William on the train. I kind of pissed Aleena off too since I kept moving. "Would you stop moving?! You're going to make me mess up your make up!"

"Sorry," I muttered as she started to put on the eyeliner. I still kept moving, but not as much. "Ouch!" I exclaimed as Aleena got me in the eye with the eyeliner.

"Well if you weren't being such an imaptient retard, I wouldn't have jabbed you in the eye." She said with a smirk on her face. "There you go, all done!" she said cheerfully.

I look in the mirror and for the first time, I liked what I saw. Deanna was doing my hair, Aleena did my make up and the dress topped it off. For the first time ever, I felt really beautiful. I almost started crying.

Alicia handed me the bouquet and she had a huge grin on her face. "They're waiting," she whispered in my ear. I squealed with joy and bolted out the door, but I stopped when I realized the braidesmaids were supposed to go first. I blushed as they laughed and got ahead of me. They met up with the groomsmen and headed down the aisle. Aleena marched down the aisle with Andrew, Jamia with Bam (Frank couldn't make it), Alicia with Mikey, and Deanna with Gerard.

I gulped as I started down the aisle myself. the first person I noticed was Ville who was looking absolutely handsome in his tuxedo. He looked nervous but relieved at the same time and to tell you the truth, I was as Aleena said, I was an impatient retard, so I basically ran down the aisle. As soon as I reached the alter, Alicia took my bouquet and Ville took my hand in his.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join these two in holy matrimony. Before I began, is there any objections to why these two should be wed?" Pause. "Alright. Now, do you Ville Hermanni Valo take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold, through sickness and through health, 'til death do you part?" Ville smiled and replied.

"I do." He said eagerly.

"And do you Brandy Lynn Gates take this man to have and to hold, through sickness and through health, 'til death do you part?"

"Hell yeah!" I said. Everyone laughed. "I mean...I do."

"You may now kiss the bride." The minister said. Those were the six words I have been waiting for my whole life. And now that I heard them, I have to obey the man.

Ville and I leaned into each other, inching closer and closer to each others faces, when the doors blew open, scaring everyone in the room. The Elders. But they can't separate us now, can they? Wait, we haven't kissed yet or consumated the marriage! We have to hurry, I guess for both.

We kissed quickly. Some Elders looked despaired but some new about the consumation. Ville grabbed me quick, and in seconds, we disappeared.

 

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SO I made these....and now I'm going to go and try to make a new background fer me and shizzle...enjoy these...muwhahaha...cuz I made them...muwhahahaha

 

Okay, so yesterday one of my friends that I haven't seen in a couple weeks hung out with me, my sister, my sisters friend, and my cousin. And my friend, lets' call him "Jack", was supposedly going out with my friend, let's call her "Jane". So "Jack" was telling me and the others that he and "Jane" broke up, and I was all like okay. But then, he started to hit on me and start kissing me. And "Jack" is a very affectionate person in general. And he was all like "Do you still like me?" and I never liked him like that and I told him that and he started kissing me again and I started thinking what if I do like him? But I don't and it took me all night to figure it out and everything. But then I started thinking what if "Jane" still likes him and what if they're still going out and "Jack" lied to me about it. And I feel so horrible, because I fricken kissed him and shit and a couple of my other friends used to date him too and I promised myself I would never kiss any of their ex's. And now I feel like a major douche bag becuz he's coming over today, possibly, and how do I tell him to just stop? Gah! I kinda led him on and I feel like such a bitch! What do I do? I'm freaking out!

 

HELP!

The morning went by fast and we'd planned the wedding to be in the late afternoon. I had called a couple of my friends to help me for the wedding (of course I didn't say wedding, but I did ask them to come over and I did write it down for them). I had called over Aleena, Deanna, Alicia, and Jamia to help out. I needed a dress and everything if the wedding is going to take place today. So, we scrambled throughout the town all day. We bought shoes, dresses for the girls to wear, a bouquet, and all we needed was my dress.

"Dude, we need to find you a dress," Aleena whispered to me as we walked down the street with bags in our hands.

"I know," I whispered back. "I'm looking okay?" And I was, really. I was just hoping that the perfect dress would find me rather than me finding it. And then, I saw it. The perfect dress. It was black with purple and black frillyness in the back....holy crap. That's the dress from my dream last night! "Guys!" I shouted. "Right there! Look!" I pointed at the window that we were nearing. I hushed my voice a little. "That's the perfect dress."

"Alright," Alicia said. "Lets' go try it on."

The door to the store jingled as we walked through. It was a nice, comfy store. A regular store maybe, but not a busy or trashed as the other stores around here. And it was full of gorgeous wedding dresses.

"When I get married," Aleena said. "I'm coming here to get my wedding dress."

A woman chuckled from behind the counter. She was a young woman, in her late 20's or early 30's. She was average height, with black hair, pale-ish skin and loads of tattoo's. And she was dressed like a retro punk school girl.

"Hey, I know you," Alicia said in surprise. "You're Lyn-Z from MSI. What are you doing here?"

"My friends mom owns this shop," Lyn-Z replied. "I'm just visiting. But it's good to hear that you guys like the dresses. They are fuckin gorgeous."

"That they are," I replied in a low voice. I wandered over to the dress I saw in the window to check out the price and size. It truly is a perfect dress. It's my size and right in my price range. $150, that's not bad, not bad at all.

"Well, she's on break. But I can help you guys if you want." Lyn-Z offered. How could I refuse? My wedding is in a couple of hours and this dress is fuckin gorgeous and perfect. So, I took the dress off the rack and headed my way over to the counter where Lyn-Z was with a smile on my face.

"So, are ou getting married?" Lyn-Z asked me as she rung up the dress on the register.

"Me? No, no," I lied with a nervous chuckle. "Deanna is the one getting married. Isn't that right, Deanna?" I gazed at Deanna who had a surprised look on her face.

"Y-yeah, yeah. I'm getting married next month." Deanna stuttered.

"Oh, congrats." Lyn-Z muttered with a suspicious look on her face. "Well, here you go." She said, handing Deanna the bag with the dress in it. I paid her and we bustled out of the store.

"Oh my God, we just met Lyn-Z from MSI," Jamia said all fangirlish like.

"I'm aiming to meet Avenged Sevenfold at the train station next,"Aleena laughed. "C'mon ladies, walk faster!"

"Alicia knows A7X," I said to Aleena. Her mouth hung open.

"Are you serious? Like, you know them know them?" Aleena said in reply to my statement. "Holy shit! That's why when I first met you you looked famililar! I've seen you in some of their pictures!"

"Yeah, they're really nice guys." Alicia snickered.

"Hey, can you introduce me to Synyster gates?" Aleena asked with a huge smile on her face.

"Um, sure, okay." We all laughed as Alicia replied. We made our way to the train station with out any further hesitation. We arrived there around 12:30 pm to catch the train back to the town, which left around 12:45. And, trust me, this train station was a nice one, not the Subways underneath where people get raped and beaten up. This train station was above ground and no one really got raped or beaten up and it wasn't dark either, which was a plus.

The train came ten minutes early, so we boarded within the five minutes that we came here. It was two to a row so I decided to sit by myself. Deanna and Jamia sat in the back, Alicia and Aleena sat in front of them, and I sat in front of them as well. More passengers boarded the train, but I wasn't really paying attention, I was too lost in my own world to care. I stared out the window, watching the people inside buy their train tickets, and sit there and wait. A couple people actually stared back at me. I watched a mother chastise her son for hitting his little sister in the head with his toy car. I can't wait to get married and have kids (if we can). It seems like a whole other world inside itself if you know what I mean.

"Excuse me," I heard a mans voice say. "Can I sit here?" I nodded 'yes' without looking up to see who the man was or what he looked like. I felt him sit down next to me, but I wasn't really paying attention to the people on the train, only on the people outside the train.

"You know," I heard him say a little more closely to me. "It's not going to work."

"What's not?" I said without turning my head to look at him. I felt him lean in closer, to the point where I could feel him breathing down my neck.

"You and Ville getting married." he whispered. My eyes nearing bulged out of my head. I turned around and was shocked to find out who was sitting next to me. William.

"How do you know?" I asked him in a squeaky voice.

He smiled a flashy smile and laughed darkly. I wanted to leave and get off the train but the train started moving and I knew it was too late to leave now.

 

to be continued...

Sorry I haven't updated in awhile...I've been gone and busy. First of all, I went to Disney for a week with no internet access. Second of all, I'm going back to court possibly next month. And this time the attorneys aren't going to make an agreement and not let us go to court and it's definate that I'm testifying this time...this sucks, but whatever.

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Ironically, I woke up from the dream after I asked Sofia that question. I took it as a 'no' and tried to fall back asleep unsuccessfully. And it was early morning, around 1:30, and I couldn't sleep at all. I lied there in bed, just thinking, and listening to Ville sleep. I wonder, can Reapers really sleep, or is he just faking it?

I sighed and very slowly got out of bed to get myself something to drink from the kitchen. Ville stirred as I got up from the bed, but it wasn't enough to wake him. I tip toed my whole way to the kitchen and grabbed myself a pepsi out of the frige and sat down at the table in the kitchen.

I could remember every single thing from my dream last night, and it was quite frighteneing though it was nothing new to me. Will they really take Ville away from me? What if, so some ungodly reason, Ville chooses the Reapers over me? Why the hell was Chris with the Reapers and why was Sofia afraid of him? Sometimes dreams don't really clarify things for you though, I guess. Sometimes they just point you in the right direction and you have to figure things out on your own. I wonder what I'll dream tomorrow.

"Brandy?" I heard Ville call from the bedroom in a yawn.

"In here." I called out to him. I heard the springs of the mattress squeak and the quite sound of his footsteps against the hardwood floors. In seconds he found me in the kitchen with my head in the clouds and a pepsi in my hands. Ville took a seat next to me and leaned against the seat.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a very tired sounding voice.

"I had another dream with Sofia in it," I murmured in a low voice. He sighed and wrapped his long, pale arm around my shoulder, pulling me close to him.

"What happened in the dream?" He asked in a velvety voice. I told him about the dream. Everything. I told him about the wedding, the goreous dress, the Reapers interfereing, Chris being one of them, Sofia afraid of Chris, and the Reapers taking Ville away form me. The whole time while I was talking, it looked like Ville wasn't paying attention, like he was off in La La Land with Charlie The Unicorn, searching for Candy Mountain or something.

"I won't let that happen," he finally said as he snapped back into reality. I guess he was paying attention. "They're not going to take me away from you. No way, no how."

"Ville, what are we going to do? What if they're listening now?" He glanced at me with a smirk on his face. He went to one of the drawers in the kitchen and pulled out a pad of paper and a pen. It took him a few moments to write until I finally remembered that the Elders can't read what we write unless we say it aloud. Ville has a plan. He handed me the notepad and went back into the room. The note said:

I’ll get a Minster, you get a dress. We’re getting married today.

 

 

 

 

 

to be continued....

My stupid father is trying to take my little sister away from us! Today, my mom took my lil sis to the therapist  and she has multiple personalities, bipolar disorder, and PTSD. BECAUSE OF HIM! And even my little sister says it's his fault! All my mom did was call him to tell him that my little sis has to take medication for the rest of her life and that he needs to give it to her, he said that my mom is abusing my little sister by giving her medicine that would control her mental disorders. That's not abuse! That' helping! And now he's trying to take her away from us! It's not fair! Not fair at all!

It wasn’t day yet, but it wasn’t night either. The moon hung in the balance between night and day until the sun started to rise itself.

The sun hit the young mans eyes but he was caught in his dream, fighting back the day because he did not want to wake up and forget his dream, though the dream wasn’t a pleasant one, he did not want to forget it.

This young man was Gerard Way, lead singer of the punk band My Chemical Romance. And the dream, well, the dream isn’t a pleasant one to explain but you can’t understand why he would want to hang on to such a dream until you hear it, or dream it, yourself.

It took place at a school that he was unfamiliar with. A big school with four different levels to it. One level for each grade and the bottom one for lunches and art classes. But all the singer could see is a bunch of blurry students and teachers; he couldn’t make out their faces even if he wanted to. Then, he saw her, a young girl, about 15, just standing there, watching him.  He could make out her features and face very clearly. She had short, wavy burgundy hair, deep green eyes, very pale skin, and scattered freckles on her face. She was very gaunt and she slumped. She wore a short, white dress, no shoes, and her school ID.

Gerard approached her, wanting to talk to her and find out her name. He stood in front of her now. All she could do was stare at him, not speaking, not moving, and not even blinking. Suddenly, a pair of arms snatched her from behind. She screamed, an ear shattering scream, and the arms dragged her away. The singer was frozen in fear. The girl was gone.

 

 “Gerard,” he heard a voice say from above him. He stirred and he suddenly realized that he was awake now and out of that confusing dream. “Dude, seriously wake up. We have a show tonight.” Gerard opened his eyes and the light blinded him. It took him a few moments before his eyes readjusted to the light. He realized that it was his little brother, Mikey (the bassist if MCR), was the one that woke him up.

“I’m up, I’m up,” Gerard sighed as he slowly arose from his bed. He was extremely tired. The band had been touring for months on end and it is extremely tiring but worth it at the same time to perform every night and to hear the crowd roar.

Mikey went to go wake up the other members as Gerard pulled out some clothes for the day. He pulled out a pair of tight, black pants and a simple black tee shirt. Because they have been touring for months, their clothes aren’t really…clean. So, Gerard pulled out febreze to make his clothes at least smell fresh. He brushed his long black hair and pulled on a pair of socks and boots. He moved out into the “living room” of the tour bus and sat at the built in table.

Gerard, still exhausted, rubbed his eyes and yawned as his brother handed him a cup of well needed coffee and sat next to his brother. The temperature in the room changed to a much colder climate and the only thing keeping Gerard warm was the coffee. He glanced over at his brother and noticed that Mikey did not seem fazed by the sudden temperature drop.

“Aren’t you cold?” Gerard asked nonchalantly. Mikey gave Gerard a puzzled look and shook his head.

“Are you kidding me? It’s hot in here!” Mikey exclaimed, taking another sip of coffee. “I’ve been begging the driver to turn on the AC!”

Gerard shivered, and shook his head slightly. He sighed and looked out the window as they passed a bunch of scenery.

He had remembered his dream that he had last night. The girl, the school, the blurry faces, and the screaming. It was quite unusual for him to remember every detail of his dream, but he did, and it scared the shit out of him.

The thing is he has had this dream before. In fact, the dream has haunted him for the past couple of months and he doesn’t know why. It’s frightening and he wants the dream to go away and stop plaguing him.

Gerard slumped, lost in thought, wondering, worrying about everything. Not about the tour or the CD or writing new songs, but about going back to sleep and dreaming again. He doesn’t usually worry about dreams, but ever since they started, all he could worry about is going back to sleep and possibly dying in the dream.

A hand reached out and touched his hand, waking him from his thoughts. It was cold, hard, and small. It wasn’t any of the guys, he knew that for a fact, and it wasn’t his wife either. It was the hand of a teenage girl.

He looked up, a pair of deep green eyes stared at him. The girl, the girl from his dreams was staring right at him from across the table. Her eyes were scared and her hand was shaking, she was so pale, paler than he remembered.

Gerard froze, he leaned in towards the girl and her eyes grew wide, she looked afraid too. He studied her features, her facial expressions, everything, even her white dress.

“What’s your name?” he whispered to the girl. She opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

“How did you get in here?”

Silence.

“Are you okay? Are you…dead?”

Silence.

She took her hand off of his and touched his face. She moved her fingers across his cheek, over his lips, tracing his nose and his eyes until finally she put her hand back down on the table and smiled at him.

“Who are you?” he whispered in a frightened tone. A hand touched his shoulders, causing him to jump. It was only Ray (the lead guitarist).

“Who are you talking to?” he questioned with curiosity written on his face. Gerard wrinkled his eyebrows in confusion.

“You don’t see her?” he said in a sharp tone.

“See who?” Ray said with the same intensity as Gerard’s voice.

“The girl,” Gerard said, pointing to an empty seat across the table, though it wasn’t empty to him. “She’s sitting right there.” Ray looked, but saw nothing.

“You got to lay off the coffee.” Ray sighed in sarcasm as he walked away.

Gerard looked back at the girl who was silently laughing at him. Terror struck him. No one else can see her. Is she a ghost? Or is she a figment of his imagination? It can’t be, she’s real, she has to be.

“Please tell me who you are,” he pleaded to the girl. “Tell me your name. Please,” She frowned as sunk low into the seat. The girl put her hand over her throat and shook her head ‘no’. “Why?” Gerard asked in an acidic voice.

Her hand moved from her throat to her mouth, covering it completely. She stared at him and her stare was solemn, serious, and she shook her head again.

‘She can’t speak,’ Gerard thought to himself.

The girl took a pen in her white hand and took Gerard’s hand in her other. She was spelling something out on his hand.

R-I-C-K-E-T-T-‘S  G-L-E-N

He stared at the writing on his hand for a moment, putting the letters together in his head to form the words.

“Rickett’s Glen,” he said. “What is…?”

Gerard looked up and the girl was gone.

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The trip to the venue was a long one, or so it seemed. Gerard kept to himself the whole trip, trying to figure what or where Rickett’s Glen is. The problem was, was that he hasn’t heard of it before.

 

They arrived at the concert hall at 6:45 pm. That was early for them but they made good time. The show started at 7:30 pm and ended late at night, no one really knew the exact time it ended, just that it did. When they walked in, fans swarmed them and the band talked to them for a few moments before sound check. The first thing Gerard noticed from the concert hall was that it was strangely cold, and everyone was wearing short sleeves. He knew she was near.

They opened the concert with songs from The Black Parade, then moved one with songs from their two earlier CD’s. All the singer could think about was that girl the whole concert, but it didn’t really show on stage. On stage, he showed a great amount of energy and passion that he shows every concert, no matter what happened outside of the performance.

 

The crowd was wonderful. They danced and sang to each song and they picked up anyone who fell or almost fell. The fans are really amazing fans.

It was nearing the end of the concert, Gerard knew it because there wasn’t much songs left to play on the play list that they had set up for the show.

 

Before he left the stage, Gerard looked out into the crowd and smiled at all of the fans, all of the kids that the band saved with their music. He said, “Believe in yourselves, believe in your dreams and if anyone tries to bring you down, spit in their fucking faces and say ‘fuck you!’...Never let them take you alive!” The crowd went wild with Gerard’s little words of wisdom.

 

Fans crowded the venue, waiting for the band to come out and get autographs and to meet them like the fans usually do. It didn’t really bother the guys, but they were tired. They loved their fans and staying a few extra moments wouldn’t hurt.

 

A young girl approached Gerard with a smile on her face. She had long, brown hair, light colored skin, brown eyes and a bit of freckles. She was ecstatic when Gerard said hello to her.

“Can you sign this for me?” She asked, extending out a picture of some sort in her hand.

“Sure,” he said as he took the picture. “What’s your name?”

“Deanna,” she replied. “That’s my best friend in the picture. She isn’t here but I told her if I meet you guys I would get you guys to sign this picture of us.”

Gerard gazed at the picture. Two girls, one Deanna, and one with short, wavy burgundy hair, deep green eyes, very pale skin, and scattered freckles on her face. The girl in his dreams. He was shocked, speechless. The temperature suddenly dropped to a freezing climate again. Gerard knew the girl was near.

 

“What’s her name?” He asked in barely a whisper. His heart started to race and his eyes started to water.

“Brandy.” Deanna smiled with sad eyes.

“Where is she?” he questioned in a low voice. Deanna’s smile turned into a frown and she looked down at her feet.

“I don’t know,” she said with no emotion in her voice. “She’s been missing for months. But she was a huge fan of you guys. You saved her life and when I heard you guys were coming to town, I wanted to keep my promise to her. I hope she comes back soon.” Deanna babbled mindlessly with a sad expression on her face.

Gerard started to sign the picture for Deanna, and for Brandy. Maybe it could bring her back. Maybe that’s what she wanted him to do. He looked down at his hand.

“Rickett’s Glen.” He said aloud in amazement.

“What?” Deanna said.

“I think I know where you can find her,” he said, fighting a clump in his throat. “She’s in Rickett’s Glen.”

“How do you know?”

He looked up at her wondrous eyes. He couldn’t really explain to her how he knew, but he did.

He looked past Deanna, staring into space, trying to find a way to tell her how he knew. Off in the distance, near the ladies bathroom, he saw Brandy again. But this time she looked different.  

Her hair was askew, her face was bruised and bloody as was the rest of her body, dirt covered her white dress and stab marks covered her chest. She was dead.

“I just know.” He finally said, still staring at Brandy.

 

Here's some of the Ghost Stories that me, my sister, and my friend found on the computer. The very first one is about a church that I eerily live close to.

Abington - Abington Presbyterian Church- There is a small child ghost is spotted, it is known that a graveyard was removed to build the church in 1779 and they moved the graveyard next to the church, people have seen the child in the windows at night in the church and some people have seen it while praying at church.

Allentown - Hamilton Street - The ghost of a young woman walks down this street late at night near the area where the old Hess's building had been. It is said she was struck and killed by a car when she attempted to cross the street during the 60's. She stands late at night with a vacant look in her eyes.

Allentown - King George Inn - Several ghosts reportedly haunt this place. A woman and young child can be seen in the basement, along with a man wearing Revolutionary War type clothing. By an employee's account, a ghost hunter asked to spend the night alone there once. In the morning, the owner returned to find the ghost hunter's equipment, but the ghost hunter was never seen afterwards.

Altoona - Baker Mansion - This mansion is said to be haunted by the matriarch of the family. There is a wedding dress in a glass case that is said to move on it's own, especially around Halloween and full moons. Tours are given and during the Halloween season, midnight tours. Some say they have seen the woman that roams the house.

Altoona - horseshoe curve- in the tunnel if you flash your lights three times and shut everything off you can hear people laughing and shadows of people walking beside your car.

Altoona - Lakemont park - At the completion of the roller coaster a Maintenance worker was killed by a coaster car during a test run. To this day people say they see him working on the track while they are riding the roller coaster.

Amity Hall - Amity Hall Hotel - This hotel has been standing since the 1800’s. There where a few horrifying events that took place here. 2 children where killed in the attic area where the blood stain can still be seen. An unexplained explosion killed many that haunt the place. A ghost of a woman that was beaten to death by her husband stands at the top of the second floor stairs, and is reported to not like men. - NO TRESPASSING

Bensalem - Eastern State Mental Institution - Rumored to be haunted due to unfair treatment and killing of patients. If you go into patients rooms the doors will slam shut and trap you in. When you walk down the halls you can sometimes see a figure fallowing you of a man. Mysterious 4th floor said to be life threatening and extremely haunted. If you go into the morgue its very cold and feels like theres a fan on you with no windows in site.

Bernville - Penn Valley Hotel - Unexplainable sounds have been heard inside the Penn valley. Built around 1854 the log-framed building has served as a country inn and roadhouse, and was used as a stage coach stop in the last century. Very unsettling sounds can be heard inside. Footsteps from the floor above, but there is no floor above. Pots and pans rattling, muffled sounds of children playing and rooms lights turning off and on in front of your eyes. The whir of the cash register and the drawer opening and the ring of a bell. Dirty dishes placed in the sink when just minutes before all the dishes were cleaned and put away.

Brandy Camp - Gravity Hill - There is a hill where you put your car in neutral at the bottom of the hill, and if you shut your car off u can hear horse galloping and your car starts to move up hill and you can hear horse hooves against the pavement.

Cambridge Springs - The Riverside Inn - Guests have reported ghosts crawling into bed with them, music heard coming from the ballroom along with, ghostly apparitions dancing. Doors opening and closing can be heard at various times of the day even when no one is there.

Doylestown - Delaware Valley College - The dorms are haunted by a ghost that hung himself, (dorm is the original, from the 1890's) and can be heard walking down hallway, from personal experience ghost has took and object in room and placed it in the middle of the room standing up in the morning.

Flourtown - The Tracks - A train used to run through Flourtown until the 60's or 70's. After the train stopped running the tracks remained until 1987 when they were removed and all that remains is a long dirt path that runs behind Penn Oak Rd. Residents in the area sometimes hear the sound of a train as if it were still running and have seen a man walking along the tracks and then disappear. They have also seen a small boy around the Basketball net on Penn Oak, As well as underneath the 309 bridge. The boy is about five yrs. old with thick black hair and 50's era clothes.

Gettysburg - Gettysburg National Military Park - many ghosts of civil war soldiers have been seen here including entire battles being observed by witnesses. A ghost of Gen. William Barksdale's dog has also been seen the dog died trying to get message to another general.

Girard - Gudgeonville Bridge - About forty years ago a little girl fell off the cliff next to the bridge and her ghost are now seen there. The man named Gudgen, which the place was named after, supposedly beat his mule to death because it refused to cross the bridge, you can hear the hooves and bays on certain nights. Other odd apparitions and presences have also been felt there, such as if look to the right of the bridge up on the top of the cliff, An apparition appears in a dress and really pale. She then falls off the cliff and vanishes into air.

Horsham - Keith House- Street Road - In the 1700's a young woman was decapitated by a British solider in the revolutionary war. Ever since the tragedy you can see her walking around her house at midnight searching for her lost head.

Pennsylvaniaville - Kelly Road - Kelly Road, better known to the locals as Mystery Mile, has been fraught with strange occurrences for decades. Docile animals would become violent and chase people away. Tempers flare. The forest seems to come alive at night, with a variety of noises and spirits reported. Rumors abound as to the grigin of these events, but no one knows for sure. All that is known is that after you pass the one mile mark of Kelly Road, the strange phenomena stop, with no explanation. A popular theory is that the land is cursed by Native Americans who lost their homes when the 'white man' invaded.

Phoenixville - Death Hill - Dayton St – top of the hill - just over the hill there is a grave yard and it is said that the ghost come out of their graves in the middle of the night and switch spots with their buddies , also if you stand there and watch them they come and get you and put you in a grave...so be careful.

Scranton - Washburn Street Cemetery- in the back of the cemetery by the woods if you listen close enough, standing next to a grave, and yell loud and then listen, you can here voices telling you to be quite!

http://www.strangehappenings.org/Pennsylvania-Hauntings.htm go to that sight and find out some other scary legends and tales (and sometimes true stories) XD

 

I had the raddest time at Disney world ever! Okay, I seriously had to get that out. But I also really missed you guys sooooo much it's not even funny! But now I'm back with you guys again! Yay!

So, I got like 7 cameras worth of pictures and when I get them devloped and shizzle, I'll show them to you guys because I got some really good pictures XD I MET PRINCE CASPIAN! lol.

Anyways...let me tell you about my trip. So, we left at 3pm on Friday in a mini van. Now, there was me, my two sisters, my mom, my moms boyfriend, and my moms boyfriends son. It was a long ride, let me tell you that! 20 hours! But I was sooo happy when we finally got there. We stayed at the All-Star Music Resort and it was wicked. But when we got there to check in, the woman gave us the wrong room number! Apparently there was no room number 635 and she told us to go there! Ha! yeah, that was fun *rolls eyes* but once we got settled in...we went to the Animal Kingdom. The first ride we went on was Everest. I am NEVER going on THAT RIDE EVER AGAIN! It scared me so much that I started crying. And guess what? The ride took pictures and all you could see was me crying. It was scary. But them we went on this raft ride that seriously gets you wet. Okay, at the first drop the raft spins you around and whoever ISN'T facing the drop is the one who gets SOAKED. We went on that ride twice....both times I was the one who got soaked. And they had these thingy-mo-bobbers shoot water at people...both times it got me in the face. Water hates me. BUt then we went on a Safari ride and that was awesome! I saw so many animals and I got A LOT of pictures!

The next day, we went to Magic Kingdom! So, my shoes were still wet from the water ride from the day before so my mom had to buy me flip flops. Not a good idea. It gave me blisters, but they didn't look like blisters, it looked like my toe was skinned. It hurt so much, But we still went on awesome rides. I went on the Tea Cups....uber fun! Especially all the spinning that we did! FUN! I don't remember all the rides we went on  but I remember most of them. So, we went to The Philharmagic thingy and it was 3D. SO cool and funny as heck. It literally had water shoot all over us (guess who got wet most???) We also went on an Aladdin carpet ride....that was calming and since it's hot in Florida, the breeze felt good. OMG, we went on a Jungle Cruise and it was HILARIOUS! It was a comedy thing. Okay, so the guy who was directly the tour thingy he just picked on random people. And my moms boyfriends son, Chris, was one of the victims. The guy just goes "Hey you, the one in the black sleeveless shirt. Yeah you, what's your name?" and Chris says his name and he goes "Oh, I can't pronounce that so I'll just call you Little Billy!" And the funny thing is, is that Chris is a body builder and he's extra muscular. So we call him that now. And on that day...I met Jiminy Crickett! I was sooo happy! *when you wish upon a star....* I also went on the Haunted Mansion....amazing! I love that ride soooo much!

Then, we went to Disney's Hollywood Studios. Personally, it was a little boring for me. Not much to do since I'm a huge chicken and all. But I did, however, go on the Tower of Terror *cringes*...I cried on that too. I know, I'm a baby, but seriously. It takes you to the top of the fricken "hotel"...opens the doors and it lets you face the WHOLE park....then it drops you.....scary crap...scary scary....not going on that again either. But the two I really enjoyed was the Toy Story Mania and Star Tours. I loved that! They were soo much fun! Basically Toy Story Mania is a big 4D game that you just shoot stuff...it's so much fun. And Star Tours is a virtual ride through Star Wars stuff.....one word to define that ride: FUN. We also saw Indiana Jones...that was AMAZING! But they showed you the stunts, not the usual Indie that people would see but it was still fun. And we also saw the Muppets in 3D, not as good as the Philharmagic, but it was decent.

Epcot. We didn't stay long there. We only went on three rides. The first was something about the past and the future. It's supposed to show people the past and everything like Cavemen and Romans and Greeks ans stuff and THEN it shows you YOUR future. That was rad, except I fell down the hill in a giant snowball....lol. Then we went on a cute Finding Nemo ride...it was cute, not much to say but cute. Then the last one, haha, that got me and my mom sick! Mission: Space! It literally was like a virtual spaceride. It was so real....*cough* cried on that too *cough*...it scared me and I had the worst headache in the world so we left.

Then, we went BACK to Hollywood Studios. We rode the same rides and yadda yadda. But it got interesting at lunch. Me and Chris (my moms boyfriends son as I mentioned before) had to find a table for lunch and we just started talking aout my artwork, then our writing and then our dreams. We were in a full blown conversation. That was sooo cool and interesting. We also saw Beauty and The Beast live that day (I got loads of pics btw) and it was cool XD Oh, and Chris and I made an agreement that I would go back on Tower of Terror with him and if I didn't go on that I would have to go on Space Mountain with him which was worse than the Tower. But I backed out. But you know whats really funny? When he and my two sisters went to go on the Tower of Terror, it closed down because of Technical difficulties. And the nect day at Space Mountain, same thing haha.

Then, you probably figured this out, we went back to the Magic Kingdom. The first thing we did was go to the show at CInderellas castle and it was soo cute! AND PETER PAN WAS IN IT! The whole vacation I made it my goal to meet Peter!, but I didn't :( I was soooo upset so when I go again, I have to meet Peter! But I still had fun! Oh, you know that agreement Chris and I made the day before? Well we switched it over to the Magic Kingdom rides. I rode Splash Mountain with him. It was FUN! But he's a nice guy. He gave me his hat (which ate my head) to put over my face so the wtaer didn't splash in it. But, this ride took pics too, so when I went down and it took the pic, all you could see is me with the hat over my face and one hand in the air! lol. And we went on the Pirates of the Carribbean ride! AHHH! AMAZING! I was the dousch bag who took the flash photograhy when they said not to *grins* but it's cool and when I get the pics developed, I'll show ya XD Disney World was fun and I love it. I went from 15 to 5 in a matter of minutes and I was intrusted with the cameras...not a good idea.

Here's why. First, I accidently take a picture of my right pocket as I was pulling the camera out, and then in the bathrrom, I was pulling the camera out of my new Jack Skellington purse and I accidently snapped a pic of my purse or the door....lol. And then I tried to put the camera in my other pocket, got a picture of that too. AND THEN I accidently got a picture pf the inside of a bag. And then my mom did the same thing but with a different bag. AND THEN I didn't know there was any pictures left and I was playing around with the camera and got a picture of the gas station we stopped at on our way back. Haha, funuy right?

And we also saw my lovley pregnant Aunt and my uncle. I'm so happy because the baby is going to be born in like 4 months and in two weeks we're going to find out the sex of the baby! *grins* I'm so happy! And my Aunt and Uncle were thinking of moving up here with me but my Uncle is still on probation so he can't just yet. But hopefully they do so I can take care of little Mikey (it's going to be a boy and I know it. And if it is a boy, they're naming the baby Michael James....and guess what? Their last name begins with a "W"! lol)

And my sister and I also bonded with Chris. He's going to be our 24 year old step bro one day and we had to bond ya know? First we talked about creepy ghost stories and awesome books. And then we talked about all the obsticles we had to jump over and then we got into in intriging convo about God. It was amazing. Then he got side tracked by the Charleston chick (blonde hair, short skirts...typical guy)

But the vacation was fun :) And I will ppost pics when I get them.

Oh, and guess what? I'm in the middle of writing like 4 stories....one of them might be a continuation of one of my old fics...I'm not so sure yet XD

 Hi Mikey! This is me! hahaha! I LOVE YOU BROTHER! Even though you left me in Bio and in Health, I believe you're still alive (Joe keeps telling me you're dead)!! Well, I don't feel like writing anymore so...Call me this summer! ♥ Gee

 I'll miss you B-Randy-Wes

Hey Reds, we had a great year. Can't wait for nect year! Hope we have some classes- Matt

Thanks for a great time at AJHS -Vinnie

Being as cool as I am, you're lucky that I'm signing this at all. Well, anyway, you were HILARIOUS this year and I hope to see you next year! -Evan The Brash

Brandy my girl! This year has been AWESOME! I hope you have a good summer and a good year year at the Senior High! -Jane "fast hands"

Brandy, I liked Spanish class with you. Thanks for being nice to me unlike Amy :( Gum for you! :) -Ale the black puerto Rican (don't ask)

Alicia (my spanish name)- you artwork is amazing. Thanks for showing them to me throughout the year. And your personality is awesome too. Good job in clas this year! Good luck next year! Keep talking Spanish. Finland is cool. Stay as nice as you are. Adios!- Sr. Martin

I don't know him but he has pretty eyes. Love yas- Mal (she was referring to Alex Evans)

I know him! (referring to Alex Evans) Okay, Brandy, I know we didn't see each other a lot this year, and I missed you dearly!Call me over the summer! Love you! ~Cory

BRANDY! a.k.a. Stalker :} We didn't really see each other much this year but you're still amazing. Hope to see you next year * have a great summer! ♥ Steph

Brandy, Although I did not have you all this year in Biology, you were wonderful to have in class. I wish you all the best in the future and enjoy your well deserved summer! -Smith

Brandy, It was a pleasure having you as a student. KEEP WRITING! - Kennedy

I♥U!...Have a great summer! IMMA MISS YOU! I♥Kiki (Kannibal)- Ana♥

B-RANDY, this is my page. Well, I have to say you are a character and it was fun giving you a nickname. I LOVE YOU! -Eric

Hey Brandy, didn't talk much but lunch was fun! HAGS! ~Jess

OMG it's Kaiden, so fucking sexi! I love you Brandy! You are soooooooo much fun and we totally are amazing! Kaiden=Love ♥ Eryn, your fav niece

Holy Shit! It's J*! HOOT! HOOT! HOOT! OMG. I totally have to see u over the summer! I'll sie if I don't! Call about Warped Tour plans! Super! Love Rachel

Hey Brandy/Mikey, This year was spazzin! I♥every minute of it! Have fun in Sophmore year and for God's sake HAGS! ♥PhalPal (Bob Bryar)

Sofia (yes the one in "Love Reaper")- Raquel (Reed) is mine! Property of Sofia! ♥ Yo, I hope Warped Tour rocks for you! I♥You soo much!! WE REALYY NEED TO HANG OUT! I hope ur summer is cool ~ Sfoia ♥

I♥U!- Hunter

BRANDY! YOu were a real treat to have in english class. Good luck with your fanfic! Have fun in Disney World, you're so lucky! -Mia♥

Hey Brandy!! World Cib sitting in front of you was AMAZING!! It was cool getting to know you! You are so funny and I love how unique you are! I love you! :) TOODLES! ♥Amanda K.

Hey Brandy, u r my life! I am so glad I got to know you! U r so cute & funny. WE ♥ FALSE START! We have to be in some classes next year...or else... - Love Always, Casey K. (BFF)

Okay, so I had to sign on the same page as Taking Back Sunday!!! Okay, we r both totally obsessed with music almost to the point of creepy-ness but that's okay because we're cool and awesome. I remember how I met you in Study Hall when you were telling Ian you were gonna push him in front of a bus. OMg, study hall + Mult Tech buddies yeuuh! Don't stop loving music or I will fond some gay guy to bitch slap you! U kno that will hurt! LOL! ~Susie!

You're a creeper. Vampire ~ Ryan (don't ask)

Yo math was fun. U and your funky cool drawings- Jon W

Brandy! Guess what?! You're in "that class" with me+Susie+Mr.Fabulous! haha. You know some pretty fabulous bands :) ♥ Kaitlyn

Brandy! Hey girl, I'm so glad we got to know wach other this year! I really enjoyed talking to you about al lthe bands we both love. Maybe I'll see you at Warped Tour?! Alright, well, if not I'll see you next year! I hope we're in english ahain! ♥ xo Kelsey p.s. Maybe I'll see you @ Roslyn again and I promise I won't be so 'emo' next time :)

Brandy, love the hair, which one? Who knows? -Ian ( I one I treatened to push in front of a bus)

This is such a great idea I wish I had thought of it! You are super cool and I hope you are super cool at High School. Rock it! DFTBA! Luv, Caitlin (Ray) Don't Forget To Be Awesome!

Brandy, you are such a nice person. I'm so glad that I met you. Thanks for drawing roses and tattooing me throughout the year. But you still owe mw a picture. Anyway, have a good summer, and I'll see you next year. ♥ Amy

BOSS! Math was "effing" sexy with you in it! I love you soooo much & I hope we hang out a lot this summer. I also hope we get classes 2gether next year! Have a sexy summer {I know you will}. Call meee ♥ Judith

B- I wuv you! Dylan B :)

Hey pookums! I didn't have any classes with you but you still crack me up! ♥ Dee (Frankie)

You are so cool. We need to have classes next year!- Freddie

Brandy, this year went by so fast! It sucked that we were only in Bio togther AND not for the whole year!You better be in one of my classes next year or I'll kill you...LOL! JK! -Joe

I like this picture of me (he's referring to a picture of Synyster Gates, silly Sean) -Sean

HIM rocks! Love Mike

Hey! I'm glad I met you in 7th grade if you remember but you're way cooler this year! haha you're just cool peroid. Call meh-Atiyyah

Hey Brandy! This year was awesome! And Avenged Sevenfold thinks it's awesome!We definately should hang out!Oh yeah Bob has gone to Florida for the summer with his mom so he'll return when school returns to haunt our asses! -Tory p.s. Deannas swing has unlimited butt sex XD

The aliens are taking over my mind! NOOOO!- Joey

Hey mom! OMG this year was well....school wise, crappy. Friend wise, kickass! HAGS! Gotsa pool btw!♥Nikki

Brandy, you are my best friend since last year. Have not seen ya in awhile it was fun to hang out with you in the Learning Center. It was fun to see you again this year. Love Dana

you rock! i love you! hope you have a good summer!
♥/Mandy (mychemqueen)

Brandy rocks buzznet AND uber ;D
♥ Alicia (alreadyxdead)

I hope you have a blast at Disneyworld! Enjoy your summer and make sure to get a lazy day or two in this summer. Susan :D (suzyb2good)   BRANDY! You rawk Gerard Way- imaginary style, you’re one of the nicest people I’ve ever met, and I hope you have a good summer :) woo for Disney land XD fuckin love you and your HIM infested dreams x Aleena (mychemicalenee)   Have Fun :) (saviorourlove)

 

Now your turn peoples!

 

So tomorrow I'm driving off to Disney World for a week and I HAD to make my own hand made yearbook so all of my friends could sign. But, I couldn't just limit it to my buds at school, so you guys can "sign" my very own yearbook on here if you would like :) I'm about to post what my buds wrote at school on my next journal and I'll add whatever comments you lovelies would like to add to it when I get back from Disney World or tomorrow before I leave if I can :)

I love you all :}

 

xoxo Brandy a.k.a. Mikey

 

Sorry this took soooo long to post, I tried to post yesterday but it didn't work so lets' hope it works now and also my Finals were taking up bunches of my time, three down one to go! Wish me luck!

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Ville and I decided to pick up on the whole thing again tomorrow because seriously, we don't know where to begin again. We were thinking about maybe starting back up with the pictures or maybe contacting William or testing our memories again. All good ideas but I really can't do it without Sofia. I miss her a lot but I have to respect what she told me in my dream last night, not to contact her.

Maybe when I dream tonight I'll dream about her and we'll talk again, about the stuff we need to talk about. Maybe she'll push Ville and I in the right direction. Maybe, maybe not. I really hope she does so I can end this thing early and actually marry the love of my life. I don't want to end up like I do in the future, I don't want to weep over my fiancee's grave and never experience married life with him.

My dream was a little awkward tonight. Well, not awkward par say just...just not the normal dreams I would have. Everybody was there. Ville, Sofia, Gerard, Mikey, Frank, Ray, Bob, Rachel, Aleena, Jade (a HIM fan that I'm supposed to meet in the future), Adam, Bam, Vaughn, Ash, Davie, Andrew and loads more.

I was at a church and it was a Sunday. At first I didn't know why I was there but then I looked around and everybody was dressed up for a special occasion but I couldn't tell what the occasion was. I called Sofia to the side to talk to her.

"Sofia, what's going on?" I asked her in sheer confusion. She gave me a look, a look of dumbfoundness and she started to laugh.

"It's your wedding silly!" Sofia proclaimed as she handed me a bouquet of red roses. "Why aren't you dressed?"

"Wedding?" I questioned. And I looked around again. The first person I saw was Ville and he was in a tuxedo and boy did he look absolutely handsome! His long came down to about his shoulders and his hair wrapped around his face beautifully. His eyes were bright and he seemed so happy.

"Come on," Sofia said taking my hand and leading me to the dressing room. She opened the door and the room was quite a lovely little room, perfect for a bride about to be wed. "Get undressed and put your dress on!" I went behind a large foldy thingy that acts like a dressing room though it is only a big piece of wood and fabric. Sofia threw the dress over the top of it for me to get dressed into it and I did. I cam eout and Sofia gaped at how lovely I looked in it. The dress was quite exquisete(sp?). It was a long, black and purple dress with black frills in the back and a corset style front. It was kinda poofy but really beautiful.

And Sofia threw me over a pair of black high heels with the heels the color of purple and a purple bow on the front. Sofia had done my hair and make up in a hurry because apparently I was late for my wedding. We hurried down the hallway and I heard the music for the wedding ceremony to begin. In first was the little flower girl who was throwing down rose pedals as the bridesmaids and groomsmen headed down the aisle. First was Gerard and Sofia (who was my maid of honor), then Bob and Aleena, Ray and Deanna, and Mikey and his wife Alicia. Frank then ran down the aisle as the ring bearer (he wanted to hold the pillow apparently).The song I walked down the aisle to was "Demolition Lovers" by My Chemical Romance, of course. The people rose and gasped as I walked down the aisle and I couldn't help but smile and blush.

I reached the alter and Ville looked postively nervous but happy at the same time. I handed my bouquet to Sofia and Ville took my hand into his and the Minister dude started reading out of the bible.

"Dearly beloved," he started in an old, raspy voice. "We are gathered here today to join these two people in holy matrimony. Before I begin, is there anyone who would like to object to this ceremony."

Sofia stood in front of Ville and I now, with her hand in her hip and the look of death written on her face. The whole room laughed and the minister started to go on with the ceremony.

"Do you Ville Hermanni Valo take this woman to be your..." the old man started but was sson interupted by a loud crash that seemed to come from the hallway. The doors thrusted open and a group of people, of Reapers, entered the room in a fury. Upon those Reapers, was a very familiar Brit, Chris.

"We would like to object to this union." They all said at once in a very creepy way.

"Too late, haha." Sofia said in an angry tone. Chris gave her a look, a frightening look if I do say so myself, and she backed away, hiding behind Aleena, Deanna, and Alicia.

"Please leave," I pleaded with a jolt of terror in my heartbeat. They're ruining my dream wedding.

"I'm sorry but we can't," a woman said, emerging from the group.

"But why?" I sobbed.

"He is a Reaper, you are a mortal. This is a match made in hell," she said in a harsh tone of voice. "Also if you marry him, he can choose to stop what he is meant to do and we cannot have that."

"And what is he supposed to do?" I snapped. The woman flinched but soon collected herself enough to answer me.

"To Reap, of course. Reapers are supposed to kill the dying on their list and deliver their sould to Limbo, where they step into the portal and get reborn, sent to Heaven, or to Hell." she explained.

"But, what's one less Reaper?" I asked stupidly.

"One less Reaper means that more people will either live or die. The living will take up space on this God Forsaken planet and the dead will live on this Earth as spirits, or ghosts as you humans call them, and reak havoc on everyone and everything in their path."

"Prudence," A male Reaper chastised as he walked out of the group to stand next to the woman. "That is enough," he said. "Let me handle this," Pruedence simply nodded her head in obedience and stepped back amongst the members of their little group. "Young lady," he said. "We all know you love our fellow Reaper and we know he loves you," he paused, trying to think of some way to state his next phrase. "But...but he is too important for us to let go..."

"But what if he chooses the both of us?" I asked, interupting the man.

"Trust me, darling, it wouldn't work out if it was like that..."

"Then why did William send us back so far? Why are you doing this to me? To us?"

"I can't answer that for him, for you. All I can say is that we are taking him now, without any further explanation. I'm sorry." I turned around to Ville, to beg him not to leave, to make him stay and to finish our wedding without any of those freakin' Reapers, but he was gone, and I turned back around to the group, and they were gone too. The whole room gasped and I collasped to my knees and Sofia hurried to my side to comfort me.

"Sofia, what just happened?" I cried as she pushed my head onto her shoulders.

"Brandy," she whispered in my ear. I didn't look up, I was too grief-stricken and too pained to raise my head and look into her eyes. "Brandy," she said now, trying to stand up. I stayed on the floor, not moving. "Brandy!" she said a little bit louder. I jumped and looked up at her.

I looked around and we weren't in the church anymore. We were back in our old house, in our old kitchen. She was sitting on the chair at the table, just like in my last dream. She motioned for me to come sit with her and I did. I slumped down in the chair beside her and pouted.

"Brandy," she said softer now. "What I said to last night about starting up again, I meant it. But I don't want you to rush through it. Take your time with things and looked through things carefully and cautiously and don't let life pass you by," she wiped a stray tear from my cheek. "What I suggest is for you marry Ville as soon as you can. They can't separate you two if you're married."

"Great suggestion," she chuckled half-heartedly and glanced up at Sofia who had a warm smile on her face.

"Just trust me, alright?" she said. "I'll help you along the way. But just as a reminder, please do not try to find me. I'm telling you this now," she said as if it were a warning. "It is impossible for me to be Maid of Honor. I'll be there in spirit though."

"Sofia," I said in barely a whisper. "Why was Chris with the Reapers? Why wasn't he in the wedding?"

"I'll tell you another time, hun, not now."

"Sofia?"

"Yes?"

"When can I contact you in real life again?" I asked with my eyes widening with curiosity.

 

to be continued....

I just tried to post the next chap to my fanfic...and it wouldn't let me save it and if I did, it wouldn't show up...so I'll have to repost tomorrow cuz now I have to re-write it...*sigh*

On friday I took my English Finals, they seemed quite easy to me but my teacher worded them awkwardly and I thought I got them right. But, she gave us our grades for the finals yesterday, and I got a 79...and you know what's really funny? Most of the 9th graders in my school (which is over 600 students) in every single English class got C's, a few got B's, and only about 10 kids got A's....psshhht....I shoulda got an A :D

But today was the hardest final that the 9th graders had to face, The World Civ Finals. And I'm in Honors, haha, fun. But seriously, my friend has the same teacher as I do and he's also in Honors and he told me that basically NOTHING on our review sheet was on that test besides two questions. I thought he was trying to psych me out or something and I went in my class all confident like and everything. But I saw the Final...haha motherfucker....he was right. We didn't learn over 80% of the stuff on that test! The whole class kept belting out "What the hell is this?" or "We didn't learn this!" or "Mr.Lennon, I think you gave us the wrong test." And guess what my teacher said? He was all like "Just guess. I know we didn't learn most of the stuff, but try your hardest." And I was about to cry because I only knew about 20 of the questions, maybe less, and it's out of 100. And apparently we might have to take a "Part Two". And instead of it being multiple choice or matching...guess what it is? FIVE FULL PAGE ESSAYS IN 45 MINUTES! But he said that if we all bring in our books on time that we dont have to do it and only one person didn't bring in their book but we also have until tomorrow, so I hope she rememebrs.

And tomorrow is my math finals. I think it'll be easy because I'm a wiz at math, so I'm trying to fret about that. The only bad thing about my math final is that my little Juju can't sit next to me *cries*

And on Thursday is my Biology final. Ugh, but at least friday is my last day of school. I'm also driving to Disney World so I won't be on for a week. I'll try to post another chapter or two of "Love Reaper" before I leave. And I'll try to post one now....lol XD

Genna! (neontheinsane) I told you I was gonna post something on buzznet *teehee*

you gets a bunch of rings XD

Ah! So I go on yesterday and all I could do was upload a pic that I drew, and I did, and I tried to move my mouse to upload a journal thingy...and my mouse BREAKS!  But today my mom got a new mouse and now I'm happy until my computer finds another way to "break"...*sigh* damn puter...

Dedicated to my bestest friend Deanna. If your reading this brother, I hope you feel better as soon as you can and you can always always always talk to me and call me :) I love you my little Gerard ♥ "Defiant To The End We Hear The Call"

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It's been a week since the 'incident' at the house, and things have been increasingly stressful. When I heard Sofia calling for me that night, she sounded so scared and so hurt. But I guess it didn't really matter that much since they weren't there when I answered the door. The blood was a bit suspicious, it threw me off a bit and I often wonder how it ended up there, but I did as Sofia said, I just didn't bother with anything anymore. I did, though, have Gerard call her. I guess since she didn't pick up, she thought it was me or something, I don't know, maybe I should just give her some space.

I've been moping around lately, sad and frustrated. I haven't had much sleep because when I close my eyes I can see Sofia and it hurts me just to imagine her in my head. All I've been doing was reading and drawing, drawing and reading. Maybe I should just live life, and maybe I'll figure things out along the way. Maybe I should of done that in the first place.

"Sweetheart," Ville called for me as I was reading 'The Black Tattoo' by Sam Enthoven. Ville has been acting extra careful around me, taking care of me and not touching me in any violent way. He still feels guitlty about that night as well. "You need some sleep. Why don't you put a book mark on that page and just come to bed." he suggested with a warm smile on his face.

"Soon." I replied curtly as I re-buried my nose into the book. Ville slowly approached me and grabbed the book out of my hands. He placed the book mark on the page and gently set it down on the table and knelt down in front of me.

"Brandy, you need sleep. You haven't been yourself lately. I'm worried." he said in his most soothing voice. I sighed. He's right, I haven't been myself lately. I guess with everything that's happened, it just made the real me want to hide.

"I know," I replied in a whisper. "It's just when I sleep...when I close my eyes...I see Sofia and she looks so pained. It hurts to see her, Ville."

"I know, my love. But in all obviousness, it's just your subconcious screaming for you. If you go through with the dream, then maybe it'll go away and you can get on with your life."

"You think it'll work?" I asked with hope and desperation in my eyes.

"That could be an outcome."

I thought for a moment, and smiled light-heartedly.

"Okay," I sighed. "But if I get nightmares, I'm blaming you." I smiled.

"I'm fine with that, buuuuttt..." He said, lifting me up into his arms and started carrying me to the room. "I think when I'm done with you, you won't have nay bad dreams."

"Oh, you pervert!"

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(Brandy's dream)

I was back in mine and Sofia's old house, the kitchen to be precise. It was sunny and the light poured through the windows. I was wearing a white nightgown and my hair was curled around my face. I glanced around the room for anyone or anything to help explain this to me. Sitting at the table was a familiar silhouette. Sofia.

"Sofia?" I asked in a type of squeal. She smiled and nodded her head in a 'yes'. She gestured me to come forward and sit down next to her like we used to do when we lived with each other. I did as she asked and went to sit next to her. As I approached her, I could see her features more clearly now. Her hazel eyes, pale skin, short blonde hair with brown on the bottom, even her beautiful smile. She wore a long, fish net shirt with her Sid Vicious tee over it. She also had her black tutu on with her favorite pair of doc martens. She looked heavenly.

"Hi hunny," she said as I sat down next to her. She took my hand in hers and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Sofia whats wrong?" I asked with worry in my eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Brandy. I never meant anything that I said that night. Chris...he...just everything that happened that night, I was so stressed. I never meant ot hurt you." She explained. Her beautiful face and smile drooped into a frown. Her body went limp with sorrow. And I could tell that she was truly sorry.

"Sofia, it's okay. I understand." I smiled a re-assuring smile. She touched my face and traced my cheek with her finger.

"Brandy, can you promise me one thing?" she asked.

"Yes, anything." I answered without thinking.

"Please, don't go looking for me and try to save Ville. I was wrong, it does matter and it's not nonsense. Please, do anything and everything in your power to do so, for me, and for Ville." Sofia demanded of me, but with a small smile and warm face.

"Alright."

"And please, try not to get hurt." She chuckled, pointing to the back of my head were I was hurt last. I giggled and nodded my head in a yes and said,

"Aye aye cap'n!" I saluted her.

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I woke up around 6 in the morning, the alarm was set to seven so I had an hour left of sleep. This was the first night in a week that I was able to sleep. Ville was right, sleeping did help my subconscious. I could remember everything from the dream that I had, my promise to Sofia and our little talk. And even the look on her face and what she wore. It was a very vivid dream and it wasn't as bad asd I expected it to be.

I squirmed alittle, trying to get comfortable, and Ville rolled over and threw his arms around my waist. I nesseled my head into his shoulder and pecked his cheek.

"Ville," I whispered in his ear. "Are you awake?"

"No," he said. He broke out laughing afterwards and opened his eyes just to see mine staring back. "How did you sleep?"

"It was actually quite peaceful, and you were right, I did figure things out with Sofia in my sleep."

"Well, that's good to hear, honey. Are you feeling better now?" he asked, kissing my forehead.

"A little, but I would feel so much better if we went back to the way things were before you attacked Chris." I said.

"What do you mean exactly?" Ville asked, very confused.

"I mean, lets figure this thing out, and then get married."

 

to be continued.....

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I'm sorry if this is a little crappy. I just have a lot on my mind now with my friend and all....

Today, around 8th period, I was called down to the school nurse because she messed up my weight and height and she had to re-weigh me and re-measure me. So, when she re-weighed me she was all like "you weigh one-oh-seven" and I'm like "okay"...and my mom just called me...haha, you know why? Because my nurse called her, worried, because I keep losing weight and now my mom is all like "we're discussing your eating habits when I get home". And seriously, I don't need this today. My little Gerard is in the hospital and I can't handle my mom chastising me either, it's really stressful and plus I have all of my finals, because my english, all next week and I don't need the stress. I seriously don't care if I'm losing weight, I have an education to care about and worry over, I don't need more stress in my life.

Well, I'm in school right now so I have to make this short.

1. Good news: I finished my english final and it was easy
2. Good news: I got an 'A' on my math test
3. Bad news: My friend, my bestest friend, is apparently in the hospital :(

*Stop being obsessed with everybody*....lol.

I Love Gaspard Ulliel XD

They should make him play Edward in Twilight:The Movie :D

"Well, how do you know him?" I asked patiently, seeing that Chris was still reeling from being attacked by Ville only minutes before. He gave my question a thought for a few moments, like he was trying to remember something, or come up with a good lie.

"Um," he sighed, looking behind me at Sofia. "I only met him a few days ago. He was telling me about his band called 'The Academy Is...'. He knows my band and he asked me if I could give them a listen, and to tell you the truth, they're really good. But, I don't see how knowing William has to do with why Ville attacked me..." Chris explained with a still petrified look on his face. I turned and glanced at Sofia who looked absolutely stupefied.

"Chris, I don't know how to tell you everyth..."

"Brandy," Sofia said interupting me as I wanted to tell Chris of everything that happened, and will happen. I have to admit, I do feel bad for Chris for what Ville did to him and he not even knowing what it was about.

"Brandy," she repeated, touching her hand to my shoulder, causing me to turn around. "N-not now," she sighed with a heavy load in her light-hearted heart. "Can I talk to you? In the hallway?" Woah, deja vu.

I nodded my head yes and she started into the hallway where the bedroom was. I still felt a little dizzy and she watched my every step so I don't fall since I have the tendency to do so when I get head injuries. We stopped right outside of mine and Ville's bedroom. Ville was still inside and he seemed to be talking to Gerard and the rest of the guys about everything. Sofia turned to face me. She had a pained look on her face.

"Look, I think we should put an end to all of this right now. before anyone else gets hurt," she started off saying, looking down at her feet, not looking me in the eyes while saying so.

"Why?" I squealed the question with sheer torture in my voice. Doesn't she know how much this means to me?

"Because, everytime I turn around somebodys getting hurt or something else bad happens and the dreams we saw of the future, it terrifies me. I just don't want to deal with it. I want to live my life without wondering when Ville's going to die or when you commit suicide or when the pain that I feel in my dreams will actually surface into reality. Brandy, I'm just sick of all this nonsense..."

"'Nonsense?'" I repeated in disgust. "All of this is nonsense to you? So, the love of my life dies and it's nonsense to you? I kill myself and it's nonsense to you? How the hell is it nonsense, Sof? How?" I said as I started to raise my voice.

"Brandy, calm down, I don't mean it like that. I just mean that, I don't want any part of this anymore. I can't handle the pain I feel everytime something bad happens to you or any of our other friends that got caught up in this. I mean, look what happened to Chris. Ville attacked him because of a picture that wasn't even taken yet. I don't want any part of this anymore."

"So, what you're saying is-is that you don't wanna be my friend anymore?" I whimpered. Sofia's looked down and a tear rolled down from her cheek as she shook her head in a nod that had me break out into sobs.

"Brandy, I still love you, you're one of my bestest friends in the world and I would never do anything to hurt you but...I can't take this naymore. It's tearing me apart. And how do we save a guy from dying if he's already dead?" She sighed in an angry, yet devistated, huff. "Look, I'm gonna go home now, okay. Have Gerard call me, I need to talk to him."

And she walked right out the door with Chris following her, and she left me there trembling from loss and sorrow. Why did I have to pull her in this? I just lost my best friend because of this stupid obsession with keeping Ville alive. But, she is right about one thing, how can I save him from dying if he's already dead?

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(Outside with Sofia and Chris)

Sofia walked out the door with Chris following her. Tears and mascara stained her cheeks and a sniffle plagued her nose.

I can't believe I just did that, She thought as a tremble was sent through her body. Chris came up behind her and hugged her from behind. She became limp in his arms. I just lost everything that meant the world to me. I lost my best friend because of him. If it wasn't for him, I'd still be in there with her trying to figure things out as usual. It's all his fault. Everything is his fault...everything.

"Thank you for doing what I asked," a British voice said in her ear. Sofia let out a light whimpering sound and a smirk emerged from his face. "Though, I don't know why you stopped her from explaining things to me. Though, I do already know everything. I guess you were just saving me from boredom."

"Why did you make me do that?" she sobbed, breaking free from his light grasp.

"You know why, Sofia. Without you, she'll find out the truth about everything that the Elders wanted to conceal. She knows too much already," he explained with an acidous tone. "She will find out that he's still alive. He was sent back as a Reaper but his heart still beats. She'll figure it out and she'll save him, and they don't want that."

"Chris, I can't take this anymore!" she half sobbed half shouted. "I lied to my best friend and I broke her heart...for you!"

"Yes, and I'm very grateful, love," he smiled. "Now, let's go. You're tired, you need some sleep."

"No, I'm not going! I'm going to go back in there and clear things up with her! I have to!" Sofia cried as she tried to push past him to get back into the house. Chris grabbed her arm and blocked her path. He held her head, now, inbetween both of his hands, looking her in the eyes with a calm, yet fretful, look on his face and in his eyes.

"No, Sofia, you will do no such thing," he hissed, causing Sofia to gasp. She had never seen him like this before. It's frightening to see, an angry Reaper, a helpless human.

Sofia gave the same look to him as she pushed him back. He stumbled back a little, anger rising in his body. Sofia was still crying, but now it wasn't from sadness or despair, it was from anger, from vengeance and frustration.

"I won't let you hurt Brandy or Ville ot anyone else, Chris," Sofia stated venomously. She sucked in air to exhale as she would scream for anybody or just from fear of him. "Brandy!" she shouted, hoping that I would hear her. "Brandy! I'm sorry!....please forgive me!"

Chris's fists were clenched into tight balls at his sides. His face was contorted, nostrils flaring, he was about to advance on her.

"Shut up you little bitch!" He yelped.

"Brandy!" she kept screaming. "Brandy! I'm sorry!"

"I'm warning you!" he started to yell.

"Brandy! Brandy Help!" she screamed once again. Chris's pupils narrowed, pure anger, one of the deadliest sins, now pulsed through his veins. He punched her, sending her down to the ground, hitting it hard with a bloodly nose. She screamed for me once again as he pulled her up into his arms and they struggled for a moment. I heard them from inside the house, but I didn't know what was going on and I raced my way to the door. Ville followed behind me, but I opened the door, and they were gone. All I could see was blood on the sidewalk.

 

To be continued...

Okay, yes, I have writers block again. Well, you know how my fanfics are usually dreams of mine? Well, I haven't had a dream about the next chapter yet, well, I did but I can't remember part of it and that's highly unusual with me and I'm trying to remember. I've been having really weird, repetitive dreams lately and they've been blocking my "Love Reaper" vibe if you get what I'm saying. But, good news (i guess) I've been dreaming up of another story, and let me tell you, it's heart warming yet disturbing on some levels, but aren't all my dreams like that?

And also, plans for the next 2 1/2-3 weeks I may not be as active on here like I would usually be because of:

• My English Finals
• My Honors World Civ. Final(s)
• My Biology C.U.T. Test
• My Algebra Finals
• And my one week trip to Disney World with no internet access and I wil lmiss ya'll deeply

I'm giving you guys a heads up so you don't think I'm dead, missing, or I ditched you. I absolutely love buzznet and i would never ditch ya'll cuz I LOVE you!!!

Well, anyways, I gotta study for my World Civ. final which is the hardest final of all of them because of all the history dates and esays I have to remember and write. So, hopefully I have time tomorrow to post a chapter if my writers block melts away. I LOVE YOU ALL!

 

I mean seriously, are they? Everyday I wake up and on the news there's something about a school shooting or bomb threats or school evacuations because of somebody finding a hit list in a students locker. To tell you the truth, sometimes I'm scared to go to school because of all the stuff I hear on the news or because of what actually happened at my school. I found out last year that my High School used to be called "Murder High". Comforting isn't it? And also, there are locker raids every week in my achool because or drugs or weapons or something as stupid as that. Why would people do that? I mean, why would they bring guns to school or sell drugs in school? All they're doing is ruining their lives and other peoples lives. I remember last year when some kid threatened to bring a gun to school and the school detective raided his locker and they called the police on him and raided his house for guns. And because of that threat, another kid brought a knife to school and got caught. The scary thing about all of that is that I sat across from the kid who brought the knife and I didn't know.

And then, we got a call from a "source" last year saying that someone was on the school grounds with a weapon and it was really scary because I was in the lunch room the whole time wondering if I was going to live or die in the next 2 or so hours, you know what I mean?

And it's not just my school either, it's a lot fo schools across the US and across the world.

These next paragraphs: credit to the TruTv Crime Library:

• January 1979 – Brenda Spencer, 17, got a rifle for Christmas and used it to shoot into an elementary school across the street from her home in San Diego, California.  Eight children and a police officer were injured, and two men lost their lives protecting the kids.  When the six-hour standoff finally ended, Brenda explained with a shrug, “I don’t like Mondays.”
• February 2, 1996 – Barry Loukaitis, 14, dressed up like a gunslinger from the Wild West and went into his algebra class in Moses Lake, Washington.  Concealed in his long duster were two pistols, seventy-eight rounds of ammunition, and a high-powered rifle.  His first victim was 14-year-old Manuel Vela, who later died.  Another classmate fell with a bullet to his chest, and then Loukaitis shot his teacher in the back as she was writing a problem on the blackboard.  A 13-year-old girl took the fourth bullet in her arm.  Then the shooter took hostages, allowing the wounded to be removed, but was stymied by a teacher who rushed him and put an end to the irrational siege.  In all, three people died, and Loukaitis blamed “mood swings.”  A classmate claimed that Loukaitis had thought it would be "fun" to go on a killing spree.
• May 21, 1998 – Kipland Kinkel, 15, had just been expelled from school in Springfield, Oregon, for carrying a gun to class.  He returned with a semiautomatic rifle and went into the cafeteria, where he started shooting.  He killed one student and wounded eight others, one of whom later died, and he also caused a stampede that resulted in more injuries.  He was disarmed and taken to the police station, where he withdrew a hidden knife.  He claimed he wanted to die.  Police officers who went to his home discovered that he’d killed both of his parents and had booby-trapped the house with five homemade bombs---one of which he'd placed underneath his mother’s corpse.  His classmates had once dubbed him the student “most likely to start World War III.” 

 

And Public parks, are they safe either? Yesterday, I went to the park near my house with my two sisters. My older sisters friends were there and they happened to be smoking and doing drugs. My sister, of course, went to go talk to them and also starting smoking as well (she didn't do any drugs). The kids, after 10-15 minutes of  being there, starting to beat and abuse another kid who happened to be in 5th grade, but he was high as well and made it seem like it was only a game to them. I got fed up and I made my little sister promise me that she wouldn't go near them. There was also a little little girl there, and with kids like those influencing her, what do you think she might be going in the future?

It's just ridiculous how dangerous it is nowadays. Basically, all you need to do is step outside your house and be shot to death, or go to a school where you're supposed to be safe and get beat up, shot or stabbed. Or even an innocent trip to the park can be deadly.

Why are people so murderous? What are they trying to prove? That they can be cold-hearted and murder an innocent person? How long will this behavior last? Until we all meet our demise? I'm sick of going to school and fearing for my life, I'm sick of being afraid everytime I walk outside my door, I'm sick of always looking over my shoulder everytime I walk somewhere...aren't you?