Saturday, June 24, 2006

ok ppl idk if i'm even gonna put chapter 4 up today...maybe tomorrow...i'll put 4 and 5 up tomorrow. i'm going up to a friends house and don't know if i'll be able to put it up tonight...sorry for all those who are waiting...well...i'll ttyl...i'll try posting later

~Shia~
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Chapter 3
The halls are filled with excited students. It’s a four day weekend and kids had things planned. Angel made her way to her locker through the crowd of kids. When she had her stuff she turned around to see Ricky, two guys, and two girls. “Hey these are my friends. They’re coming to hang out with us.” Angel just nodded. She knew them all. Sam the tall dark one and Charles the blond one, Amy was the red head and Nikki was the blond who was Sam’s girlfriend as Amy was Charles.
“Um…” Angel began. “I have to stop by my house…as you already know.” They all just shrugged except for Ricky who nodded. Soon they came upon her house. She remembered the wall where blood was at. Oh no. she thought. “You all have to stay out here. Mom hates visitors,” she lied as she ran into the house. Great. She thought. Mom isn’t home. She went to the wall but the blood was cleaned up. Well that’s good.
Ricky looked up from the group to look at Angel. “What’d she say?” Angel stuttered. “She’s…she’s not home. But I left her a note saying where I was.” Ricky nodded as they began to head towards his place.
“Hey Angel, are you ok? I mean not to sound all nosey or anything but you haven’t been in school for a long time.” Amy said. Angel looked at her as she thought about telling her.
“My dad,” she began but stopped. “…”
“Your dad what?” asked Nikki. “Got sick or something?” Angel looked at her.
“…y-yea.” She said quietly. “He’s really sick.” Sick with anger. She thought smugly. Sick…with anger. Ricky was trying to change the subject when they had finally arrived at his house.
“Well we’re here.” He said calmly. Amy spoke up rudely. “Finally!” she had exclaimed. Angel was cautious as Ricky took her hand and led her inside. She was scared. Afraid of the secrets she worked so hard to keep locked inside might spill out.
The Brown haired, green eyed cutie got drinks from his kitchen and brought it to them. “Well enjoy,” he said smoothly. Angel didn’t open up her can of root beer. She kept it closed as all the others took a sip. She stared at Ricky; his tan skin was smooth and his hands soft to the touch. His brown hair was shaggy and looked messed up yet she thought it was cute. And the way he looked at her with his green eyes made her melt. She felt safe. She felt secure. For once in her life she didn’t have to worry about her father hitting her and beating her until she bled.
She dropped her can of root beer as flashes came to her of him beating her. Pictures of Ricky were soon replaced with pictures of blood on the walls, on the clothes, on her. She was shook harshly as she snapped back to reality. Ricky stood above her as she lay on the ground. “Angel, are you ok?!” he said to her.
She didn’t reply. All she did was stare as a tear rolled down her cheek. Charles looked at her. “Hey are you ok? You’re crying.” Angel looked up at Charles and then Ricky. Ricky held her in his arms. Her head went back as she fell unconscious.

ok well there's chapter 3...tell me what you think!!

~~~Shia~~~
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Friday, June 23, 2006

Eternal Darkness
Knowing that times are rough
You Know I'll always be there
When You are down
When You Are Ill
When the light has faded from your sky
And darkness is the only thing to replace the pain
If you never see the one you love
I'll Always be there
So let me tell you
What to do
Let me show you
That you are more than meets the eye
You Know i'll always be there\

I know this poem doesn't ryhme but a friend of mine is...ill...and i just want her to know....that she is important. i hope ....she reads this poem.

~Shia~
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Eternal Darkness
everything is NOT ok...nothing is ok and never will be. everything is wrong and no one will know why b/c they never listen. not even my friends excpet 3. only 3 out of my friends will listen. cuz most the time they are to busy going off talking about themselves not even caring what's wrong with everyone else!!! it's so f****d up if u ask me!! i mean...they're ur BFFL and u listen to them but they don't give a d*** about u!! pretty lame huh? well here's the 2nd chapter to "Angel" By: Shia

Angel
By Shia
Chapter 2

Chapter Two
As Angel walked into the two front doors that led to her high school, eyes were on here. Her cheek was stained with blood from the cut she got, along with a cut lip and black eye to go with it. She wore a jean jacket that covered a long sleeve shirt and sweat pants to hide her skin from being revealed. Her hair was straight brown as it hung over her face. She walked slowly to her locker as everything was quiet.
Angel opened her locker hearing a couple of girls talk. “She’s wearing sweat pants and a long sleeve shirt in the middle of MAY!” one had said. “Maybe she’s just sensitive about her skin,” another added.
She walked to first period. Biology. As she walked to the back a couple heads turned to look at her and catch a glimpse of her face. Having no friends sucked. No one to talk to or tell them what was really wrong. Angel found a seat and sat down. She brought out a pen and paper to take today’s notes.
Suddenly a note was passed to her. She looked up to see a guy staring at her. He’s cute. She thought silently. She opened the note to find it read: “Are you ok? You look like you were beat. Is everything ok?” she looked back up to see the guy still staring at her. “…Signed Ricky.” The guy staring at her was Ricky. She was at school enough to learn everybody’s names.
She began to write back. “…yes I am fine. I just had an accident. I’ll be fine. Thanks for asking, signed Angel.” She passed the note back to him and put her head down to look away from everyone’s staring.
“I CAN’T TAKE IT! IT’S NOT MY FAULT!” Angel screamed as she jerked awake. All eyes were on her. She ignored them as she ran out of the room tears threatening to come down. In the girl’s bathroom, she locked herself in a stall and let the tears fall.
The bell rang. The halls were suddenly filled with students rushing to their next class. She got out of the stall and walked to the sink to wash her face. Two girls came in and stared at her face as she walked out going to her next class. Thinking ahead she smiled softly. No dad to go home to. She thought smiling. No dad.
Ricky was in her second period class to. He was the smartest and the most popular boy in school. He was cute to. Angel sat behind him. A note from him was passed back to her. “Come to my house after school.” She was shocked. “Um…ok…” she wrote back and passed it up to him. “Cool.” He said passing it back with directions to his house.
Nervousness is not a good thing when you’re hurt. It made your muscles tense up and hurt your bruises and cuts. She winced in pain as she fought to relax. Finally she slumped down in her chair and closed her eyes. When she opened them, another note was on her desk. Ricky. She opened it up which read. “…I don’t mean to bother you again but is it ok if we just walk to your house so you can ask to come and then walk back to my house?”
“…yea sure, whatever works for you.” She passed it back up. Great. She thought. Let’s watch me make a fool of myself and have him tell his friends what a dork I am. The note was passed back. “Ok, cool. It biology you screamed, ‘I CAN’T TAKE IT! IT’S NOT MY FAULT!’ was everything ok since you had been gone or what?” She began to get nervous at weather she should tell him or not. They weren’t exactly best friends and she couldn’t tell him unless she knew is he would keep it a secret or not. She decided to keep quiet and make up and excuse. “Oh, that outburst? Just a dream or a nightmare I guess. I didn’t even mean to scream. Sorry if it scared you.”
“You didn’t scare me…ok yes you did. But hey, you’re ok now right? I want to be friends with you Angel. I know something is wrong…I know I’m not the type to be like this. But I am. I may be popular and smart but it doesn’t change who I really am ok? I want to help you.” she wrote passing it back up for the last time. Ricky read the note saying “No Comment.”


there's chapter 2 working on chapter 3.

~~~Shia~~~
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Unseen & Forgotten
Ok so here is the 1st chapter of my new story "Angel" well tell me what u think!!

Angel
By Shia

She screamed stop. Over and over again she screamed. He didn’t stop hitting her. He didn’t stop. “Daddy stop!! Please you’re hurting me!!” Finally. It was all over and she lay there trying to stand. Working up her courage she said. “I…hate…you…” Her father spun around so fast he lost some of his balance staggering backwards.
“What did you say to me?” he said angrily. Angel glared at her father. Her courage was still there and she had better used it before it ran out.
“You heard me! I hate you! I hate you! I wish you would leave me alone!” She stopped seeing her father madder then ever. She backed up afraid as the courage she once had disappeared.
Angel’s father walked to her grabbing her wrist and jerking her around. “You…will never, ever, say that to me again! I am your father and you will treat me with respect!” with that he threw her against the wall and hit her one last time. Angel laid there motionless for a minute or two until she finally stood up and staggered to her bed room.
“I can’t take it,” she muttered softly to herself. She lay there on the bed when he mom came in looking at her sadly. She brought in a bowl of ice, a glass of ice tea, and wash cloths to get rid of the blood. “We’ll have to throw out those clothes if we can’t get the blood off of them you know?”
Angel didn’t answer her so she continued. “I’m really sorry Angel. I really am,” still no answer from her daughter. “Angel. I would leave. You know I would, but baby girl, I’m afraid of your father,” she paused. “…but I love him too.”
Angel sat up wincing in pain. “How can you love a man that abuses his daughter every day for nothing that daughter did?! How can you?!” her mother now had tears in her eyes as she stood up.
“Well get yourself cleaned up and go to bed. Your father is leaving for a business trip tomorrow and will be gone for a week. So you’ll be able to heal up before he comes back,” she walked out of Angel’s room closing the door. Angel lie back down and put her face in a pillow crying her self to sleep.
A dream came to her saying it was her fault her father hit her. Saying it over and over again that it’s her fault he’s like this. That he never wanted a girl. He wanted a son. “It’s your fault Angel. You were born. He doesn’t want a lousy girl. He wants a son. A strong son. Not a girl who can’t take over the business. This is YOUR fault Angel. YOUR FAULT” it played over and over until she finally woke up sweating and breathing heavily.
She looked around her indigo painted walls her black bedspread and her pink pillows. Her curtains were a see through green with a net feeling. Her room was tacky. She loved it. It was her personal setting with her books arranged in alphabetical order and her diary under her bed. Her closet was full of junk and her clothes that were old and bloodstained. She skipped school a lot this year so she decided she’d go tomorrow. Lying back down, she fell asleep.

~~~Shia~~~
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Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Unseen & Forgotten
ok i'm here...i'm depressed cuz of something that happened. i can't talk about it b/c no one is there to tell. it's 7:00 pm and everything is so screwed up. I was crying earlier in the pool until i finally got out. i think...today it might happen...i'm listening to a "Cry" by Mandy Moore it's an ok song and i really like it. I was listening to "Reflections" earlier. *sigh* i'm so bored i could die.

~~~Changing Subject~~~

what was i talking about? oh yea...but i'm changing the subject. ok...so i was swimming earlier when a bad feeling came. i wouldn't go near the deep end...again...i could feel something there it was spooky...kinda like b4...i didn't tell you all that did i? hmm...guess i didn't...ok here goes:

"I was swimming alone and mom was watching me but dozed off to sleep so there i am swimming when suddenly i feel something there. I was alone and i couldn't see anything but i could feel it. Well i tried to ignore it. I couldn't. I got petrified to go near the deep end and stayed in the shallow end. 3 ft deep. i wouldn't touch past the 3 ft. well i decide i can go underwater in the shallow end. BIG MISTAKE. something...or someone...literally KISSED ME. that was all i could handle. I jumped outta the pool and ran inside, curled up on the couch without takeing another glance back at that pool. well i was only in there for 30 min....not my average swimming time. it's usually almost 4 hours. well when my brothers came back from up at my aunts we went swimming again. i was petrified yes but i was like 'Heck. they're going (they being my brothers) i can to' well i'm in there alone for 15 min b4 they finally come out. and during my alone time i didn't feel any sorta prescence there. i was completely alone...until my dumb ass brothers came out." freaky huh? well talk to u all later!!

~~~Shia~~~
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