Posts and Pictures. Pictures and pictures of you.
You lie about the heart of gold you claim to have beating in your chest. Systems of lies given from accurate data, holds your mind in a box. The hands in your head grab the cortex of your brain. Actions of killing all things in sight. Whether yellow, red, brown or white hair, it is all seen the same in eyes and mind. Bright eyes, brighter than neon lights show through dark alleyways and the shock of dying are a person's set memories compiled into the textiles of a photo sitting in a frame.
Lay down, close your eyes, hold your breath, and sink into the every laying darkness to consume.
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in a dark house, second floor window lit up brightly as the light shows through the blinds.
A young girl sits on here bed playing on her phone as the light flickers.
The girl hums a soft tune as something hits the window glass.
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Girl: What the-
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*A voice soft and low speaks softly to the glass*
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Voice: Can i come in- its cold- why did i come here in the winter time-
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*The young girl goes to the window and moves the curtain a little seeing the moon, looking down at the patio to see a small boy shivering in a blanket as she opens the glass door*
*The small boy shivers walking into the room a little looking around the room seeing the collection of items such as trophies, medals, and more*
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Voice: Thank you for letting me in Stormy-
Stormy: *the girl looks shocked* How do you know my name- and who are you-
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*The boy smiles softly*
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Voice: My name is Liam- and im 12-
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*the girl calms down as she speaks in a softer tone*
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Stormy: im 8- what are you doing here and how did you get to the second floor-
Liam: I fell- *he chuckles as takes the blanket off of himself*
Stormy: How can you fall onto the second story house unless you were on my roof- wait are you a perv-
Liam: *chuckles softly* i'm not a perv- im a boy who fell- from the sky-
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Narrator: Blood runs blue and gold, but never crimson or white. Bodies release heat from the cold December air running rampant through the city. Folks run to work like high rams, late due to sleep deprivation. Ties full of lies hangs around people's small necks, loosely hanging. Through the small sunny mornings to the dark and cold evenings, lights in buildings never once rest. All the while the roads of a desolate city cut the crimson ties using lightning scissors. Soaring the post apocalyptic waters searching to become a masterpiece in a burning city north of ravaged lands.
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*the alarm rigs at 7:45 am in the small room as the curtains show little light through them as a girl
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yawns loudly from under the covers flipping over hitting the snooze button with her palm as she snuggles into the blanket and bed once more*
*A loud knock at her door wakes her up as it was a loud girl*
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Kaori: You better get your butt up now or we'll be late for school- come on- *knocks loudly again*
Stormy: mhm~ why~ i want to sleep more you loud mouth tarantula~
Kaori: You'll pay for saying that you hairy bigfoot- *kicks foot against the door*
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*Stormy giggles getting up and opening the door*
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Stormy: Sorry Kaori~ i'll get ready~ come in~
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*Kaori comes in as Stormy begins to change as she looks aways blushing slight as she looks outside*
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Stormy: All done~ *turns around as she looks cute in her school uniform as she grabs her school bag slinging it over her shoulder as she and Kaori smile and walk out the house with toast in their mouths*
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*they walk along the school path as Koji waves to them down the road*
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Koji: Hey Sis- Stormy- we are almost late- come on we need to run-
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*Koji turns and accidentally hits something soft yet hard*
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Koji: ow- what the hell- *looks up and sees a boy tall boy with blonde hair covering his hazel brown eyes as he looks down at him*
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*the kid bows as he looks at Stormy bowing as well as she looks at him bowing back not knowing who he is*
*The boy turns away as his hair shifts a little to show his sharp cheekbones as he walks away down the sidewalk wearing our school uniform*
*Koji blushes slightly as he turns back to them releasing a breath thinking he must be a part of the high school division while we are middle school seniors*
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Koji: oh my gosh- he was hot- his hazel eyes burned into my soul- *blushes as he drools slightly*
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*Stormy and Kaori giggle laughing as Koji turns bright red saying it's not funny*
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Koji: it is not funny- *his nose begins to bleed from when he hit the guys chest*
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*the girls giggle and joke saying Mr. Horndog*
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*he blushed more and wiped his nose with a napkin and sighed*
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Koji: Let's just go! It's hot out here and we are late for school!-
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*the girls giggled and it stopped as they shifted their weight with their feet with an uncomfortable look on their faces and fidgeted their hands*
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Stormy: The guy was hot yes- but he seemed off- it reminds me of someone- remember the story I told you about the guy that night that fell from my roof- he reminds me of that person- I think his name was Leo or Lain- oooo wait it was Liam- the kid's name was Liam- *she said as her face was sorrowful yet monotone, almost a blank expression*
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They sat in a classroom as it was quiet and gloomy as many students had their headphones in playing music as the teacher looked away at the board writing down things that are of no interest to the students let alone Stormy, Koji, or Kaori
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*They shifted in their seats squirming and moving around unable to sit for the hour-long class*
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Teacher: Now class this will be on your test next Tuesday- I hope you took good notes- those you can use on the test but only for the last 10 minutes of class-
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*the class groaned and said ok as they looked blankly at the tteache. They went to their last class, Philosophy, male teacher, young Kibukyi, walks into the room in a black suit holding a briefcase puting it on*
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Kibukyi: Now class- take your seats and take out your notebooks-
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*most of the girls looked at the young man in shock and exclaimed loudly as he was young and handsome showing his ruffled but straight black hair he scratched the back of his neck, his eyes tired and consumed by dark circles under the crimson red eyes*
*Stormy, Koji, and Kaori sat in their seats unamused by the new teacher who walked in to disrupt their high but monotone life*
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Kibukyi: Now calm down- *he exclaimed in a loud deep voice befitting of his status and stature* This is an actual class, not a hooligan show- Now get your notebooks out- I will NOT say it again-
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*the class got out their notebooks and pencils listening to the strange man in which has intrigued across some shining eyes*
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Stormy: what a show-off… too young and too bold to be our teacher… I doubt he'll actually teach… being swooned over by girls and guys for his dang looks… *she shifted in her seat as she whispered to Kaori*
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*Kaori giggled as Kibukyi looked directly at the two of them and with a grimanced smile/smirk he let out a deep exhale and spoke angerily yet calmly*
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Kibukyi: Kaori and Stormy- would you two please come up here and explain the critical thinking, close reading, the writing, and give a logical analysis of the book you were supposed to be reading-
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*they grow silent as they get up and walks up to the front of the room as they didn't speak*
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Kibukyi: well we are waiting for you two-
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Stormy looked down at the ground as Kaori shivers.