EscapeEscapeEscape is futile. Escape is useless. I'll never be free from this place.I am of age, yet I am treated like I am fourteen. I have freedom, unless she says no.I wish to flee this town, and flee from those who make me angry. But I can't. Not while the others who make me feel like I'm worth are around.But then, eventually, they'll be gone too. And I'll be stuck hereLet me live, give me space, let me breathe. You wonder why I am always out when you are about? Because my friends do not judge me like you do.I can't tell you my dreams, my fears, my wishes or what I hope to be. I'll be laughed at, shunned or put down Yet again.
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Last Show - OneshotHe sat at home, eyes glued to the laptop screen as he tapped away at the keyboard furiously. He kept glancing at the clock on the screen, the seconds ticking away. He hoped he wasn't too late to watch it... Upstairs, he could hear his older brother and his girlfriend watching something on TV. Idiots better turn it down... He thought, glaring at the ceiling where the noise originated from. That asshole. There, there was the link he despretedly needed. he clicked on it, before plugging in a set on headphones and puting them in his ears. He zoomed in on the video, senduing it to fullscreen mode as he waited for the video to buffer... When it d
Zero Hour: Part TwelvePart Twelve: Set-UpAs Alex Perrison pulled her shirt down over her torso, her stomach filled with butterflies and her entire body quivering with nerves. Why oh why was Frosty making her meet her family? Sure, they had been friends for over two months now but still, having dinner with her relations was a little too much, right?Last night had been tough. Being insulted by the public she was trying so hard to defend against The Big Guy and his crooks was a pretty low blow. It hurt. More then any wound she had experienced. It was like being heartbroken, but by doing about a hundred times doing the damage.Alex sighed and shook her head. She