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(OPEN) Jan 12, 2010 6:18:00 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 12, 2010 6:18:00 GMT -5

Anastasia:

Pi. 3.1415265. Now, I wonder if that can divide evenly.. My mind was racing at aproximately 3.46 miles an hour, and that was just a guess. I was walking from the extra courses I decided to take at the college. It was a good choice, they were more advanced than my high school ones. I dreaded going home. Ben and Sarah would be there to greet me. They're so annoying. Mom and dad are away again, so I'm stuck watching them. I never understand why they leave them to me. I don't like kids, don't my parents know this?

I thought I might stop by Ms. Marylin's house on my way home. She always used to take care of me when I was little because I had no older siblings. So over the years, I've grown to like her. She's one of the few people I'll aknowledge knowing, and one of the only people I can have a halfway decent conversation with. I step lightly onto the thing in front of her house that she calls a pouch, and knock on the door. After about 5 minutes of knocking I decide I'm not going to wait anymore and leave. Well, whatever, not like I don't see her all the time.

Last Edit: Jan 12, 2010 6:19:04 GMT -5 by Tori

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(OPEN) Jan 15, 2010 19:39:18 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2010 19:39:18 GMT -5

Violet:

The house is empty as I pace back and forth across the faded hardwood floors. But it's not my house. It's my neighbor's. I feel goosebumps and butterflies taking over all at the same time. My next door neighbor, Ms. Marylin hasn't been home for two weeks, and yet she never told anyone about her absense. So now, I am standing in the middle of her kitchen, worried sick about where she might be. Peacemakers? The Capitol? What could've happened? Suddenly, I see the blood, only a few yards away. Slowly and quietly, I step towards it, as though it might attack me. My steps come to a halt when I hear the slight knock on the door. The thought of if I should answer the door has such an obvious answer, that I'm away from the front room before a second has even passed. The knocking stops after about 5 minutes, and once I know the person has left, I'm standing in front of the blood stained floor.

Last Edit: Jan 18, 2010 7:58:31 GMT -5 by Deleted

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(OPEN) Jan 16, 2010 23:56:20 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 16, 2010 23:56:20 GMT -5

I start to walk away and down the porch when I swear I hear movement inside. I stop momentarily to listen. Step. Step. Stop. Step.Step. Stop. Someone is walking and they are trying to trend lightly. I swear, Marylin, your hearing is really going. Shaking my head and laughing quitely to myself, I knock on the door once more. "Ms. Marylin?" I ask loudly,"Could you open up? It's Anastasia. I can hear you in there." I'm still laughing, but no one comes to the doorand everything instead has gone quiet. "Ms. Marylin?" I ask.

I'm a bit worried now, so I try to door and find it to be unlocked. It's dark inside. I can tell that before the door even begins to creak open. "Hello?" No one answers. I try to feel around to find the light, but when I finally find it, I realize something is wrong. Thelight turns on, but the living is not how it should be. Her remote is on her couch, not on the table as it always is. There is a glasslying on the floor,and juice has spilled out and stained the carpet. I scurryover and feel it. It's completely dry meaning it has been there for awhile?

I'm looking around the room frantically. "Marylin!?" I call."Marylin?! Are you okay? Where are you?" I hear the sound of glass breaking in the kitchen and rush to go see the cause. "Marylin!?" But no. Instead,I girl is standing toward next to one of the cabinets,and there's a broken plateo the floor that must have fallen. The worst parthowever, is that she is surounded by a rather large pool of blood.

Last Edit: Jan 16, 2010 23:57:15 GMT -5 by Tori

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(OPEN) Jan 18, 2010 7:57:38 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2010 7:57:38 GMT -5

Violet
I don't understand. Where is Ms. Marylin? I start to search the cabinets for clues furiously. So furiously, that I don't even realize when the girl starts to walk in. Suddenly, a plate falls from one of the cabinets and I hear footsteps. They are definitely not Ms. Marylin's footsteps. Too bad, it's too late to hide now. The next moment, I am staring into the face of a girl, who seems to be maybe a year older than me. Her face looks confused, and I'm sure that she can also see the confused look on my face too. But before either of us can say anything more, I ask, "Where is she?" But I can see from the look of her eyes, she has no idea either. For a few moments, we both just stand there, silent, until a loud crash from the upstairs interrupts us.

Tori Retired Staff 1,071 POSTS last seen May 7, 2013 21:56:19 GMT -5 Pigfarts, Pigfarts, yum, yum, yum.	(OPEN) Jan 18, 2010 12:22:51 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Tori on Jan 18, 2010 12:22:51 GMT -5 ((ahh! what do you want to crash to be?))
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(OPEN) Jan 19, 2010 17:47:45 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 19, 2010 17:47:45 GMT -5

The girl looks at me, confused. What is she doing here? She seems to be wondering the same thing,but she also looks worried. The girl breaks the silence first by asking me a question,"Where is she?" Her voice is concerned and scared. I honestly can't answer her question, but now she has me worrying. Before I can reply a large thud from up stairs brings me back to my senses.

"What the hell was that?" I asked no on in particular.

((I might finish posting but I realized I have to ask if I can still rp with Anastasia, because she was just picked for the reaping.))

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(OPEN) Feb 20, 2010 15:57:01 GMT -5

Post by esmer on Feb 20, 2010 15:57:01 GMT -5

Joshua cursed quietly. His limp had made him stumble and knock over a chair. He had noticed that the lady living here had disappeared several days ago. Great conditions to find money. He had plundered the place-not that there was much. Still, there was a few dollars, some decent jewelry, and some clothes he could sell. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

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(OPEN) Feb 21, 2010 20:01:21 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2010 20:01:21 GMT -5

Violet:

I quickly hurry up the stairs, stumbling into Ms. Marylin's room. When I catch my breath, I see a boy who looks a bit younger than me, standing there, his hands full with items, jewelry, and money. I know it's no use using words, so instead, I lunge at the boy and grab the items furiously.

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(OPEN) Feb 21, 2010 20:08:24 GMT -5

Post by esmer on Feb 21, 2010 20:08:24 GMT -5

A girl appears in the door. She lunges at me, trying to grab the stuff I found. I slap her in the face and she staggers back with a bloody nose. Crap. I didn't mean to, but I might have broken her nose. I wasn't trying to really hurt her, but I underestimate my own strength sometimes.

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(OPEN) Feb 26, 2010 22:32:36 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2010 22:32:36 GMT -5

The boy slaps me, and I stagger back as blood flows down my face. Pain hits me. I hadn't been expecting that. But I refuse to let the boy get away. This is my neighborhood we're talking about, my neighbor. I quickly charge at him once more, but my bloody nose starts to slow me down. But I quickly try to grab items, persistant on not letting this boy get away.