(x) Smoked a cigarette
(x) Drank so much you threw up
(x) Crashed a friend's car
( ) Stolen a car
(x) Been in love
(x) Been dumped
(x) Shoplifted (i was little)
( ) Been laid off/fired /dormant company
( ) Quit your job
(X) Been in a fist fight
(x) Snuck out of your parent's house
(x) Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back
( ) Been arrested
(x) Gone on a blind date
( ) Been married
(x) Lied to a friend
(x) Skipped school
( ) Seen someone die
(x) Been to Canada
( ) Been to Mexico
(x) Been on a plane
(x) Been lost
(x) Been on the opposite side of the country
( ) Gone to Washington, DC
(x) Swam in the ocean
(x) Felt like dying
( ) Cried yourself to sleep
(x) Played cops and robbers
(x) (hehe) Recently colored with crayons
( ) Made out with someone of the same
(x) Sang karaoke
( ) Been divorced
(x) Paid for a meal with only coins
(x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't
(x) Made prank phone calls
(x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
(x) Caught a snowflake on your tongue
(x) Danced in the rain
(x) Written a letter to Santa Clause
(x) Been kissed under mistletoe or kissed some1 under 1
(x) Watched the sun rise with someone you care about
(x) Blown bubbles
(x) Made a bonfire on the beach
(x) Crashed a party
(x) Gone roller-skating
(x) Ice-skating



Any nicknames? ben
What is your favorite drink? Sprite or water
Tattoos? no
Piercings? nope
How much do you love your job? I don't have one
Birthplace: michigan
Favorite vacation spot? Somewhere kind of cold
Ever been to Africa? No
Had your first kiss? Yep
With a boy or a girl? a girl
Ever steal any traffic signs? ... y would i do that?
Ever been in a car? yup
Salad dressing? i hate salad
Favorite pie? apple
Favorite number? 1
Favorite movie? pinapple express
Favorite holiday? christmas
Favorite food? appleas
Favorite day of the week? Friday
Favorite brand of body soap? wat kinda question is tht?
Favorite TV show? um, mtv?
Favorite smell? idk
What do you do to relax? watch tv or play computer
How do u see urself in 10 years? as a hap

Part one:


My Worst Nightmare

I had to sneak out of my house. Charlie was making me do the dishes, again! Damn him. Damn him to hell.
There was one place I knew I wanted to be. At my smokalicious-hot-vampire-boyfriend. He was just such a comfort to me. And so HOT. I couldn't wait to start making out with him. Or better...
I pulled my red Chevy into the Cullens' garage, where Alice's yellow porche sat. It was better than my piece of crap. Maybe I could jack it.
I walked up to the front porch and barged in the house. My muddy boots left tracks in the white carpet. I saw Esme give me a dirty look as I passed. Stupid old lady. I was the fuggin' human here. I'm the special one.
It took a second to realize that Edward hadn't come up to worship me as usual. I searched all around the house.
"EDWARD! EDDIE, GET OVER HERE!" There was no answer.
Strange. I began to search all around the house. A few minutes later, I saw tiny Alice standing in front of the bathroom door.
"Come on Edward!" she cried,"It shouldn't take you this long!"
I stopped and headed towards Alice's direction. Her pointy shoulders froze and her eyes widened.
"Alice, is Edward in there?" I asked.
"Bella! Well, yes. But I don't think you should go in right now. He's very busy and-"
I didn't let her finish. There was a loud crash as I pushed her aside. The door thudded open.
I gasped.
My whole body froze as I slowly took in what was inside.
Edward stood over the sink. In his hand was cherry-red lip gloss. It rubbed back and forth across his lower lip. A dozen cosmetic materials sprayed out in front of him.
My reflexion caught in the mirror, and Edward dropped the lipstick. His glossed-up lips popped open.
"Bella!" he cried,"You're here. Ok, love, I was just-"
"Eddie-poo," I interupted,"What were you just doing?"
There was no response.
"Edward," I said a little louder,"Were you just putting on makeup?!"
Rosalie came around the corner, laughing like a hyena. There was still no response from Edward.
"EDWARD!" I screamed," GO TO THE SINK, NOW!"
He obeyed, as usual.
I grabbed a handcloth and wet it under the faucet. Holding his head steady, I wiped the cloth all over his glossy face, which got rougher as more makeup was removed.
When every speck of gunk was gone, I lifted my head to look at his face.
I wanted to die.
His perfect face, the core of my e

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emo doesn't mean you cut.
emo doesn't mean your weird .
emo doesn't mean your suicidal.
emo is real.
emo is people.
emo is everything.
emo is a label.
emo is being free.
free to be you.
free to express.

there we were (my mom, dad and i) walking down the street from a late dinner. we were laughing and enjoying our selves. it was dark and we passed a couple alleys. i noticed there was always some1 at the other end. it scared me but i didn't want to admit i was scared by it, i was 15 at the time. wen i was about to tell my parents about it we were passing another alley and instead of the people at the other end of the alley they were rite there. it was two men. 1 had a gun in his hand and the other was pulling out a knife. i hid behind a trash can trying to cover all of my self. my foot stuck out and got shot at. the bullet stung. i then heard another round go of and then a woman screamed. i heard shouts and people running. i cautiously came out. there lay my dad with a bullet hole in his chest. he whispered i love u son and then died. i then saw my mom. she was stabbed in the heart. an instant death. i called the cops. they came and couldn't find the criminals. i was taken to an orphanage the next day. 3 months later i was adopted. i now live with a man named jimmy and a woman by the name of jamie. and every nite i relive that nite. the nite that ben was shot in the foot, emily was stabbed in the heart and james was shot in the chest.