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  1. @Part Of The Narrative THIS IS VEIL!!! SHE LITERALLY LIVES UNDER THE STAIRS IN HER PARENT'S BASMENT- AND SHE'S SHORT------
  2. "HEAR ME, PEOPLE OF THE SHARD. I DECREE THIS. I AM NOT A NERD, I WAS BRIEFLY A NERD IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL AND I MIGHT SOMEDAY BE A NERD AGAIN. BUT I AM NOT A NERD." ~ @Edema Rue
  3. "Sometimes family is just two emotionally distressed teenagers trying desperately to take care of like 15 other emotionally distressed teenagers" ~ @Wyndlerunner
  4. Acting TW: Blood, violence, neglect, self harm, school shooting, murder, suicide.
  5. I wrote a short scene thing.

    It will also be in my writing thread, which is linked in my About Me.

     

    Acting

    TW: Blood, violence, neglect, self harm, school shooting, murder oh and suicide. 

    :) 

    Spoiler

        Acting

     

    The girl looked in the mirror, adjusting the mask that covered the lower half of her face. It was turned up in a bright, cheerful smile. It helped hide all the pain on the inside. Is it good enough? It wouldn’t do to have anyone prying into her past. Not today.

    She brushed the mask over with makeup, matching it to the rest of her face, adding in a few beautiful details. Just to make them like me.

    The girl turned away from the bathroom mirror, satisfied that nobody would find out.

    She tugged her sweatshirt sleeves down, covering all of the many, ugly scars on her arms. Hiding the rope burns underneath her bracelets. Hiding where her ribs stuck out from lack of food with special pads in her clothes.

    She picked up her backpack, barely able to carry it because of its weight. It held so much baggage. It held everything. To lose it would ruin everything. So she would keep it with her.

    The girl struggled down the front steps of the decrepit old house. She turned the street corner and started walking, shoulders hunched against the cold wind.

    She walked that way until about a block away from the building. Stopping there, she stepped behind a tree, pulling out a tiny mirror and checking that everything was in place. Good… it’s all good. She snapped the case shut, put it away and finished her walk, one hand resting comfortably on the gun inside her coat.

    She ducked through the doors, walking down the hallway, a spring in her step and a smile on her face while, on the inside, her gut roiled with hatred.

    Hatred of herself, and everyone else. It was a swirling pit of darkness, cruel and twisted. But that was her. That was who she was. It was the most important part of her.

    She stopped at her locker, hand tightening on the gun in her jacket, fingers caressing the smooth, worn rubber. This wasn’t their first rodeo. They had killed before. It was easy. Ready? She asked the gun, not expecting a response, but asking anyway.

    She looked up and down the hallway, verifying that there were plenty of students. Targets. She corrected herself. That's all they are now. Targets.

    She would have to be quick. She would have to kill as many as she could before killing herself.

    All in one fluid motion, she yanked the gun out of her jacket and opened fire, tuning the screams out as blood sprayed the once white hallway.

     

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    “Motivation?” The news reporter said to the camera. “The police were unable to find any. The murderer was the person the surviving students always saw as the smiling, happy, calm and respectful type. When trying to dig into her past, we couldn’t find anything except a few forged birth certificates. No family, no relatives, no caretakers. Just empty record after empty record.

    The murderer is now dead. She reportedly turned the gun on herself after killing and wounding a total of 35 students. Please be supportive of the families and friends of those lost, and together, we will stand through this tragedy as a community.”

    The broadcast ended and the screen went black. The girl stood up and left the room.

    It was time to move to a new city.

     

    ~ Stick 3-24-24

     

    1. Show previous comments  1 more
    2. Just-A-Stick

      Just-A-Stick

      OMG thanks Shorty!!!

      That low key means so much ❤️ 

      Like... sososososososooooo much 😊

    3. Edema Rue

      Edema Rue

      *hugs* that was beautiful in the saddest sort of way. It reminds me of this video.

    4. ThroughTheLivingSequence

      ThroughTheLivingSequence

      WHAT in the-

      ...

      That was both horrific and amazing. You're an author, in ever sense of the word! :D 

  6. Rex was on the bed, cowering under the blanket, eyes wide in terror.
  7. There was no answer, but he could hear sounds of thrashing coming from inside as Rex tried to escape from the memories that threatened to overwhelm her.
  8. I told you I would quote you and I did
  9. Rex didn't even hear the knock. She whimpered, unable to make any louder of a sound because of her lack of air. Was she hyperventilating? Was she? Rex couldn't even tell, but she thought maybe, somewhere in the back of her mind.
  10. Rex sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor absentmindedly, her foot swinging back and forth. She was alone. She couldn't remember the last time she was completely alone at night. Rex shivered, suddenly cold. She felt... something? Something... something behind her- Something coming- Coming- She whirled around, eyes growing wide, breath hitching in her throat. She saw... Nothing. It was nothing... right? It didn't feel like nothing... She shivered again, crawling under the covers and turning out the light. Rex closed her eyes and snapped them back open again. She couldn't close them. If she did, the something would get her. She had no doubt about that. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in the flickering shadows. Was she imagining them? Rex heard the crackle of flames in her ears, felt the searing pain on her neck again. "No!" She whispered, voice harsh and cracking. She shook, overwhelmed with the memories as the tears coursed down her cheeks. Her body was wracked with sobs as one awful scene after another flashed across her vision. "No no NO!" She was crying louder now, but she didn't care. She couldn't hold this in, couldn't even try- Rex cowered under the covers in the dark, trying to muffle the noises coming from her mouth, faintly aware that she didn't want to wake anyone in the house and cause a scene. "Save me!" She shrieked, as her back erupted with burning pain and the imagined flames consumed her.
  11. It was a text convo! Remember?? When you said u were going to NYC and I dropped a Hamilton line???
  12. She waved after him, then shut the door.
  13. Oh, okay... love you too. She smiled at him, kissing his cheek quickly and standing up.
  14. "I’m being serious, ok? …I’m so good at acting! I kept a straight face for 2 whole seconds!” “My soul is bleeding.” “I don’t know, it seems more epic to die while bombing, than to die while being bombed.” “Bro, I’m a legit snack.” “They would get so offended! I don’t know why, cause it’s history, but they’d totally find some way to get offended.” Veil: IM SO HAPPY. GUESS WHAT I FOUND. Me: A boyfriend? Veil: BETTER! Me: … Veil: CHOCOLATE! “No blanket. Your insurance doesn’t cover that…. But you know what does? …. Never mind.” Veil: So, I heard you had a good night. Me: It actually kinda sucked Veil: Oh, his first time? Me: … “If I get dead from the shard, it’s @Just-A-Stick's fault!” “I can’t find Nico… I think I left him in [other friend’s] bed…” “I mean, I told you I was a snack.” “If they kick me out, at least I still get Chick-Fil-A.” “Mental health crisis is not an excuse to not read Alcatraz!” “You’re making me sound like a slut!” “They say a girl’s darkest secrets are in her Notes app… I mean, they aren’t wrong-“ “Yeah guys, I’m Batman now.” “Screw people and screw em good.” “I’m not a cult, guys… there’s many of us in here…” “You lil trout sniffer!” “There are many similarities between men and fish.” “I’m trying to plug in a hairdryer to dry my shoes!” “That’d be like such a dumb way to go! Death by a basketball hoop?” “How about the blood of that squirrel that scared me to death the other day!” “Living under the stairs isn’t good for my complexion.” “I’m like a drug. You just can’t stop using me.” “I can’t with myself, only with you…” “I’m going to go to prison one day for being to rizzy!” “#NotGoingToPrison!” All from @Part Of The Narrative “I SHALL BE A MAN!” - @Edema Rue “*spontaneously combusts*” - @The Wandering Wizard “You should date him cause you’re strong enough to catch him when he passes out!” - @Part Of The Narrative Me: Shallan, why do we wrap food in metal? Shallan: Cause it’s fun to crinkle “He is fat! Just… mentally!” - Guy from my school “I’m just a really smart 5 year old who’s mentally 3.” - Guy from my school “I will haunt your dreams for eternity if you don’t close my door!” “I will shoot you with a [ ] gun!” “Bro literally broke the floor!” “You’re fat, but like without the PH!” “You look like grandma’s raccoons!” “You literally look like a dinosaur!” “Mom and dad got you off the black market for 6 cents!” “It’s okay, he’s my brother, I can insult him!” “I have to literally tackle him out of my room!” “Where do you get Italian chicken?” “I’d like a German chicken fer dinner…” “We got more Jesus crackers! Cause I dropped them all yesterday…” “Make me a piece of chicken!” “I hear guns in the distance, but I don’t live near a firing range… hmm… sounds like someone else’s problem!” Talking about my cat: “he looks like he’s seen Vietnam.” “I’m a drug.” “Actually I live in a Wendy’s bathroom.” “Take a picture while it lasts, loser!” “I just dropped my doctor suese book into the attic cotton candy!!” “I’m just… looking for Doctor Suse!” “I will forever ever ever love your mom.” “I need to see interesting things like how does one stab one’s eye out?” All from @SmilingPanda19 I think my phone is empty of quotes now-
  15. Rex winced, turning her face away in embarrassment.
  16. Rex jerked away from Daniel, face turning bright red. "I... uh.." She struggled to find words.
  17. She kissed him back, lips melding with his, hand twining into his hair.
  18. She looked into his eyes, a smile on her lips.
  19. She sighed contentedly, moving a tiny bit closer. "I love... this. And you. And the way I feel around you." She whispered, half afraid of spoiling the moment.
  20. "Okay." She smiled at him, trying to make it seem more genuine than it felt.
  21. "How much time do you think we have before you have to go?" She asked after a minute.
  22. "I still feel like I'm messing everything up..."
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