Jackie

Okay, please do not answer this if you do not believe in ghosts, as several instances scared the **** out of me and I would like them to be explained. Ghosts would explain it, but any other realistic ones are fine. I've been freaked out because of these, so lets give you some backround knowledge of where I live.

My neighborhood is apparently built over an Indian grave site. This used to bother me, but I got used to it. Another thing, my house is over 20 years old and one of the oldest houses on the block, or more specifically, the neighborhood. Really, really, really really, old people used to live here. I'm talking 90, 95 year old people who moved out only a year after they moved in. The house is sort of expensive, but not a mansion.

Instance 1: A friend of mine and I were exercising with my dog, Zeus. Our brother was the only one home, and he was upstairs on the computer doing an essay. Suddenly, a large and loud bang happened from the back door. It was freaky, the glass was shaking violently and my friend hugged me tightly when it first happened. Then, some windows by the back door were hit very violently too. My brother was scared the same way, as he took a base ball bat and searched every corner of the house before returning toward the computer.

Instance 2: It was late at night, I had just finished a paper I was writing for school, when I heard my sisters voice from upstairs. She had asked me to get her a cup of water and leave it on the counter, as she would get it later. I did so, then went to bed. The following morning, the glass was empty and my sister asked why there was an empty glass on the counter. I told her what happened and she acted as if it didn't happen. I don't know if she did this on purpose or not, but she was really freaked out then.

Instance 3: Some religious Catholic people came to my door wondering if they could talk to God with me and go to a certain Church. I told them I was Episcopalian, thanked them and closed the door. I turned around to see a a misty or steamy blob kind of scurry into a wall and disappear. Of course, it could of been the boiling water on the stove, but it wasn't exactly the kind of thing that would happen, would it?

Instance 4: You know how ghosts are like a walk-in-freezer when touched or walked through? Well I had a job interview the next morning, but I forgot to set the alarm for 8:30 AM. The following morning, I felt extremely cold. At first, I thought I left a window open or left the AC on, but the funny thing was it was exactly 8:31 AM. I don't know if this was a ghost's job, or perhaps it was a coincidence, but I know it was too creepy to ignore.

Instance 5: You know how animals could probably detect paranormal activity better then we can due to senses? Well in the middle of the night, my small Rat Terrier/Jack Russell mix started barking crazily and protectively at the closet. I prayed to God to get the strength to retrieve her, as I couldn't sleep, and fear ran through my veins like venom. I said 'hello' a couple of times and after about thirty minutes, my dog stopped and she crawled to me like an injured baby seal. I had to caress and snuggle her through out to night to get her to calm down.

Instance 6: My sister, which is actually my half-sister (we share the same father) had a jewelry box. The jewelry box was from her mother, who passed many years ago. One time we had a party, and someone stole the jewelry including wedding rings and diamond earrings. She prayed to God with all her might and cried night after night for it to come back. Then, it somehow appeared there! She thought it was a joke or maybe the person felt guilt, but really? She and I were terrified almost to death.

Thats it. I know my house isn't haunted, but maybe spirits are here? The definition of haunting is a repeating instance over and over again. These instances happen once, but sometimes they are similar to each other. I think they are naturally friendly. I've heard that sometimes they will hide things as a game, or they just want to be a friend of yours and not a fearful enemy.

Another thing, I don't believe in Satanic Demons or such. I believe that God could control or banish these people if they were real, and he wouldn't let them hurt us.

Either way, I really need an answer to this. My home is beautiful and is on beautiful land and I can't stand the fact that I don't know what's going on. I won't move, but if you could, can someone please tell me a way to contact them or befriend them?

Thanks! All help appreciated :)

I am planning on having children as most people do. Also like most people, I would like to name my children after those who have passed, even those unrelated. I understand some of these are kind of wack from which they came from, but I hope you like them :)

Jacqueline Mae - Jacqueline after Jacqueline Kennedy and Mae after a pet I had. Before you start yelling about names after a pet, her name was Sweetie Mae and she marked my life in a way no other dog has ever done. It was so life changing and amazing I never forgot that dog. A nickname would be Jackie, as that's the only one I can think up.

Walter Russell - This is after a line of generations. First started with my Great Great Grandfather, then my Great Grandfather, then Grandfather, then my uncle, and it skipped my generation, but I was to make him Walter Russell the Fourth. I never met my uncle, and my Grandfather made a large impression on my life, so yeah. Nicknames were Russ or just Russell, because no one ever called them Walter :D

Brindle Faye - Really, these are nothing of relatives or some sort. Brindle has no meaning whatsoever, and Faye is just pretty to me. Faye is supposed to mean magical or fairytale, so I assume it's like a beautiful heavenly woman.

James Lee - This, too, has no relation to me whatsoever. The only thing is Lee, which is the middle name of the most adorable and touching cousin ever, Maxwell. James means to take place of, or to become new, and Lee means fields of beauty. I always thought is was a very wonderful name and certainly calming.

I'll probably post more, but these are my ideas so far. I hope you like them... any suggestions are welcome :D

My little sister was worried sick because one of her friends got very sick and vomited in class... and she was so worried that she would vomit to that she had me use Yahoo! Answers. Here is some of her information, so not only to determine if she is sick or not but her regular healthiness and stuff:

Female, 11 years old

Weighs 80 pounds

Almost 4 1/2 feet tall, very short for her age

Eats sugary things a lot, but my mother has a strict diet of only organic, non-processed and if it has sugar, it must only be cane sugar and not corn syrup. For vegetables and fruits, she eats plenty of apples, kiwis, oranges, bananas, broccoli, brussel sprouts, spinach (sometimes), green beans, peas, snow peas, carrots and fresh corn on the cob. She eats little meat, for she is kind of a hippie and is what some people call "Flexiterian" which is basically a part-time vegetarian. She is very eco-friendly and stuff, and she wants to be an animal cop when she is older so she devotes her life to this thing.

For skin, she is forced to wash her face with Mary Kay cleanser and product things like that, and put on lotion and sunscreen every morning.

As for exercise, she gets out a little bit. The gym in their school works them extra hard and all she complains about is how sore her arms and legs are. I think it's the micro tears in the muscles, that make new muscles, but I can't exactly be sure, I don't go to medical school.

If you need anymore information, just ask. Thanks for all your help!

Her name is Darcy (if you haven't seen my earlier question...) and she is pure mustang. She is a dark bay with a black mane and tail. She looks like this:

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At my fathers ranch, my dad finally got me a horse! She's barely a mare yet, but she's pure mustang. I can't ride her until she is broke, of course, which will probably take several years.. but I am so excited! I thought of naming her Fancy, but I don't know yet. She is a dark bay and looks just like this:

http://www.laneranch.net/images/Rudy%20for%20web.j...

Thanks! All help is appreciated!

Grr.. I'm mad for asking so many questions, but heres the inside details. My mom's friend is from Belgium, and she is trilingual. She speaks French, Belgium-ish and some other language. I was told there was a language in Belgium that was rarely spoken anywhere else. I think it begins with an F or something? Please help, it's for a project. I hadn't any luck with Google or Bing, so any other options should be good. I prefer if an actual native of Belgium had the answer to confirm it? But anything is fine. If anyone has information on this, thank you!

NOTE that I posted this on another account but I decided to use this one. I don't know why.

The plot is.. Jacqueline Mae Foxx is a very smart and delicate eighteen year old just waiting for some light in her life. Her father, Bill Foxx, lost his umpteenth job as a gas station clerk recently and not only so, is abusive to his family. Her mother, Agnes Rose, is a beautiful women who obviously works to hard. The mother hides an ugly secret which could affect Jacqueline's life seriously, yet fears to tell her. Jacqueline's littlest siblings, Cecilia & Crosby are often treated well by the mother, yet treated badly by the father. However, Jacqueline is the one most teased in the family. She is best friends with Trever Moore and Kelly Bennett, who are her childhood friends. Trever's other best friend, Sean Travis, is dating Jacqueline. Sean proposes to her that they could run away together and yadda yadda... but the day before the wedding Sean is brutally murdered by vampires. Sean and Trever were the only ones who knew of Jacqueline's true past and mythical worlds, and with Trever left he didn't know what to do. Jacqueline soon falls in love with Damon, who also is an evil vampire part of the group that killed Sean, but she doesn't know that. One day Damon lures both of them into the woods (Trever knows Damon is a vampire and decides to come with Jacqueline to protect her) and Damon attacks her. That's the whole thing about it and stuff, so he drains her blood and what not when he realized what he done and begs for forgiveness from God. Since Vampires resent God, God gives Damon a soul for being faithful to his natural enemy. Sadly for Jacqueline, she dies. But she goes through an amazing process where she forms into a guardian angel who is the guardian of Damon since he has a soul. Trever tells them Jackie's past: She was the spawn of an evil unfit couple. However a villager kidnapped her & put her in a basket down the river where the family found her and all. The group defeats the evil kingdom and frees the prisoners with great difficulty. In the end, Jackie finds she is pregnant with Damon's child. When she speaks to God about this, turns out he made an exception since Jackie wanted a child and so, yeah. She becomes human in these years.. and turns to an angel again once the child is born. Yet the child is never born because the novel ends there.

Soooo what do you think? I'll probably insert more details, but for now, what do you think of it?

In Reality....Well, my boyfriend, Clint, moved away to what I was told South Carolina. I don't know this for sure, but I was sure he had my number and all and we just lost connection. On E-mail he told me that he wasn't allowed to talk to me any more and I don't know if I should believe him.. anyway, before Clint, I dated Devon, and the relationship only lasted a few weeks when I caught him looking down another girls shirt (and that girl was my friend) and he admitted to cheating on me. Ok, so after a few years, I found Trey, who really is a sweetie. He is all i'm looking for, and though we don't have a lot of time together I know he tries hard to be good for me. He's cute and sweet, compliments me on stuff and the swing set at the park is where we go after school every day. Then this really cute guy named Lucas came along. He is much more down to earth and all, yet he likes nothing about me. I have eczema (which is a skin condition that I cannot find a single ointment for) and he calls me weird sometimes, but we are close friends and hang out a lot. Sometimes I make fun of him and call him Luca to peeve him off.. and he says "Let's go kill my friend Ann! Die Ann! Die Ann!" because my name is Diane. Anyway, I have been having a few dreams...

Dream#1: I found Clint at the neighborhood park where we met and I yelled at him and stuff yet he ignored me. Then I saw another girl with him.. she was really pretty and they were laughing and talking together and I hurt really bad. Note that this dream was after I found he moved.. and it has been coming back lately.

Dream#2: Devon was giggling and laughing for no random reason. It wasn't until I saw the girl he was cheating with was laughing with him. They kissed for a faint moment, and looked like they had a jolly grand time together. He then noticed me in the corner and came over and we were about to kiss when I woke up. Grr.

Dream#3: Trey was on the swing with me when Clint came out of nowhere. He had the most saddest expression on his face and he turned around with the girl in the previous dream and laughed along again, and when he turned back toward me, another version of me replaced the girl and we were laughing together when they disappeared. Then I continued swinging with Trey.

Dream#4: Lucas and his now girlfriend Skylar were talking on a bench, and when I approached them, Lucas scooted over and I sat like on Skylar, except she disappeared. He combed back my hair and smiled brightly at me before I woke up. Except I think I was lucid dreaming because I knew I hadn't really woken up. I was sitting at my desk in school, and Devon, Clint, Lucas & Trey were all arguing and throwing punches. I was yelling and begging them to stop, when there was violence. There was a little blood and stuff from what I've seen and I was getting scared. Then I really woke up, crying.

Dream#5: This one has nothing to do with anything... it goes back when I was like 5. The computer guy was over and he has an extra eye on his forehead.. and everybody thought it was normal. I was running around with toys in my hand asking him if the computer was fixed. When I thought the computer was fixed, I clicked on the internet Icon when the computer guy shoved a silk bag over me and kidnapped me. I think I was afraid of strangers then, though.

Does anyone have an idea what these mean? And please don't say that I am too involved in my social or love life and need to concentrate on something else.. this is just haunting me lately and I want to know if I can understand the dreams to help make something else happen or stop having them. Thanks for all your help.

Alright, so there is a wolf, who lives in the arctic (Alaska, to be exact). His name is James Anton, but I can't figure out a good last name. The other animals call him Anton, not James. He hates the name James. He is very silent, worried, and most of the time happy. His wife is Lexia Mae and yet again no last name of course. In the story, they are stolen from their home and are sent to China at a fur farm where they skin animals alive. They meet animals along the way and try to escape.

Anyway, just a last name for an icy wolf. That's all.

Thanks.

I currently have two guinea pigs. One is a teddy bear guinea pig (I had him first) named R.J. (Russel Junior) and his buddy, is I forget but his name is Rufus. Anyhow, I had a regular, 1 level cage when I realized they needed some room, so I bought a 2 level cage, special pine sheddings (the kind where if they get wet they turn into saw dust), a giant water bottle and special food. I often give them lettuce, too, just for the vitamin c. My past two guinea pigs had died of scurvy. Getting to the point, Rufus shows dominance and steals R.J's portion of lettuce or carrots when I give them to him. Also, when I feed them their main food, (their food bowl is in a hole on the second level) Rufus would bite the edge of the bowl and bring it up to himself and eat a lot of it. Sometimes, when RJ tries to come up and eat some Rufus pushes him off the second story. I also have a mineral wheel which has been gnawed on aggressively in the past few days. When I catch Rufus being mean, I sternly say "No" or make things right and give RJ his portion etc.

Also, I once caught Rufus literally raping RJ. Not to sound funny, but RJ was violently "reenting" and Rufus trying to mount him. I had to separate them in the old cage because I was so scared.

Any tips to get Rufus in the right place and have RJ gain some confidence?

Thanks!

I once again ask this just for feedback-- I wish to be an aspiring author one day :)

My eyes flashed open. Sunlight crept through my window, and my back ached. I pushed the violet lace comforter back as I stepped out of bed. I flinched as the cold vinyl floor met my warm toes. The dream I had had seemed so real. What could it have meant? My death… could it be so close? I shook my head; get a hold of yourself, Charlotte! I staggered to the bathroom, sloppily undressing. I stepped in the shower letting hot water splash on my face, waking me up. My chocolate brown curls bounced on my shoulders. The hot water soothed me, making my head hurt a little bit less. I couldn't remember last night, but it must have been unusual. All I had was a blurred memory and blood dried in my hair. I yanked a brush through my fine strands—then rushed through the job with a hairdryer. I examined my face in the mirror, finding scratches & bruises along my neck and finished up around my wrist. I didn’t usually wear makeup, but I felt eager today. Opening a drawer, I grabbed the first thing I saw—foundation— and tossed it in my bag. I fitted on a red button up shirt with yesterdays navy blue jeans. I wandered over to my abandoned computer sitting in the corner to distract myself. There were several email alerts notifying me: “New message from Trever”. I scrolled down the long list of them, deleting a few, and spotting the different spam letters, even replying to a few friends. Then I saw a new one, from only a few hours ago. I clicked on the message and Trever’s words launched out of the screen.

Charlotte,

What happened last night was too much for us. We have to stay away from it for awhile, or at least until you heal up. You’re lucky my mom was a nurse… or it could have ended badly. Anyway, get well soon. Look happy, for Sean at least.

You’ll be jumping with joy tomorrow. Hopefully.

Trever

My mind tried to uncover the secrets from the night before, but had no luck. I snatched a look at the clock in the corner. It blinked green and black, 7:53. “I’m late!” I shouted at myself. I slung my bag over my shoulder and burst out the front door. I rushed into my faded maroon Audi and shoved the key in the ignition. I revved it a couple times. “Come on!” I yelled again. It quickly started humming with intense energy. I swerved into the parking lot forty-three seconds later. I stopped in the nearest frost covered space I could and then stuffed my keys into my pocket. I slammed the doors harshly and grabbed my bag.

“Ah, Charlotte, I see you are present to class.” Ms. Gillette spoke to me; her eyes were piercing. I could feel a draft of cold air slowly curl around me, raising goose bumps all over my skin. I combed my curls behind my ear and sat at the last seat on the far right. I took out my journal and French textbook and dropped it on my desk. I opened both, then whipped out a number 2 pencil as Ms. Gillette pulled out one of the school’s televisions and slid a tape inside the VCR.

I didn't pay any attention to the culture of the French or how many French words are used in the English Language. I silently tore a page out of my journal and began doodling. I began to dream.

Thanks... and PLEASE tell the truth.. use a lot of mental things too, like who would be interested or what you think would happen next. Thanks again!

Denis Russell Thomas

Diane Jacqueline

Trista Denise Deborah

Britney Ann

Ashley Renee

Charlotte Nicole/Renea

Walter Russell

Mackenzie Ann

Maria Leos

Stephen Anthony

Jennifer (by itself, no middle name)

Dennis Richard Serge Joseph

Savannah Erin

Sabrina Jenine

Margaret Nicole

Natalie Sophia

Elizabeth Jennifer

Franklin Leos

Eric Leos

Maxwell Lee

Deborah Maryland

Tina Jean

By the way, these are the names of my friends and family. Use all the criticism you want-- I want to know your true thoughts. Thanks!

I'm not expecting, not thinkings of kids, just in general, what do you think of these names?

Denis

Trista

Diane

Russell

Denise

Jacqueline

Deborah

Thomas

All first names... please be detailed and descriptive in your writing,

Thanks!

Here ya go... :) It's basically woman only so men... watch out...

1. After working a long shift, you decide to grab a coffee. Looks like your wallet is empty! You find the nearest ATM and try to get a few dollars out of it. Turns out, it won't give you the cash! A handsome man in a fine suit walks up to you and tries to help. When the ATM gives you the cash, he asks you if he can take you out somewhere. You decide to give him a chance and accept. What's his name, where is the date & what is your job?

2. After a successful date, you decide to spend more time with him. Turns out he is a rich Lawyer and he wants the same, too. Another date, except this time he chooses to go to his house for a home cooked dinner and talk. What is the dinner & What did you talk about?

3. After weeks of brilliant dates and time together, he finally proposes to you. You have been expecting this and of course say Yes. You are prepared for the best wedding. Where is the wedding & where is the honeymoon?

4. About a month after your honeymoon you find that you are pregnant with twins! One girl and one boy! You want to name the girl the feminine form of your husbands name and have the middle name be old/unique. The boy you want to name after your grandfather with a middle name that begins with A.

5. Two years pass and you feel blessed with your two children. You have been acting different and you decide to see a doctor. Turns out, you are pregnant with another girl. You decide to name her in honor of your mother and her middle name turns out to be Diana OR Diane.

6. You decide that three is enough, but your husband absolutely needs one more. After business is done (lol) you find that you are pregnant as you wished, however, you are shocked to find you are pregnant with five. 2 girls and 3 boys. The first girl has the first name of Layla with a middle name of your choice. The second girl has to have a first name or middle name beginning with a E. Two boys are totally up to you, but one of them looks exactly like your husband and so you name him after him. His middle name is Lee.

7. While on a jog, you find a lost dog wandering around. You decide to take him home. What breed is he & what is his name?

8. You are completely sure that 8 children is enough. Years pass, though, and you find that you are once again pregnant with a giant shock. Quadruplets. Two girls and two boys. One of the girls, however, has the first name of Jacqueline for first lady Jacqueline Kennedy. The others are up to you.

9. All together?

(Thanks to Frizzle for the idea! She is a great game player for this kinda stuff!)

MY RESULTS:

1) Edward Cullen<3, Veterinarian, & bowling

2) Lasagna & each other

3) Under an Willow tree in Rome & The east coast

4) Edlyn Marie & Walter Aidan

5) Jennifer Diane

6) Layla Annette, Ella Nicole, Edward Lee, Maxwell Joseph, & Aaron Russell

7) Dorgi named Sweetie

8) Jacqueline Mae, Charlotte Rae, Jacob Thomas, & Gavin Eric

9) Me & Edward have:

Edlyn Marie, Walter Aidan, Jennifer Diane, Layla Annette, Ella Nicole, Edward Lee, Maxwell Joseph, Aaron Russell, Jacqueline Mae, Charlotte Rae, Jacob Thomas, Gavin Eric, & Sweetie :)

My head ached. My vision was blurred. My body was covered in my own blood. The pain had ceased and the silence was only making me more insane. “Is she… alright?” I heard a familiar voice, and I tried to smile, but my muscles decided not to. “Charlotte! Please answer me!” The sound of my name. My wonderful, brilliant, name. I couldn’t understand. Was I dead?

1. Curiosity

My eyes flashed open. Sunlight peeked into the room, and my back ached. The dream I had had seemed so real. What could it have meant? My death… could it be close? I shook my head; Get a hold of yourself, Charlotte! I crawled out of bed and staggered to the bathroom. I sloppily undressed and stepped in the shower, waking me up. My chocolate brown curls bounced on my shoulders. The hot water soothed me making me feel a bit better. I couldn’t remember last night, but it was unusual. All I had was a blurred memory and blood dried in my hair. When my hygiene duties were finished, I yanked a brush through my fine hair. I slipped a button up shirt and a navy blue pair of jeans on my pale body. I wandered over to my abandoned computer sitting in the corner. There were several email alerts notifying me. “New message from Trever” I scrolled down the long list of them, deleting a few, and spotting out the different spam letters. Then I saw a new one, from only a few hours ago. I clicked on the message and Trever’s words launched out of the screen.

Charlotte, look, I know I was… I hurt you last night. I’m sorry.

I know I can’t fix it and there is nothing to try to. Try to get yourself together and—I’ll talk to you at lunch. Get well soon.

Trever

My mind tried to uncover the secrets from the night before, but had no luck. I looked at the time. “7:48? HOLY **** I’M LATE!” I shouted! I tossed my bag over my shoulder and burst out the front door in no time. I wasted no time rushing into my faded blue Audi and shoving the key in the ignition. I revved it a couple times. “Come on!” I yelled again. Suddenly it started and I was screeching down the street. It was than that I reached the school parking lot. I parked in the nearest spot I could find, one that was covered in snow. I slammed the doors tight and slung my bag over my shoulder again. I apparently was good enough to be only a few minutes late to French class.

“Ah, Charlotte, I see you are present to class” Ms. Gillette spoke to me; her eyes were piercing in mine. I could feel a draft of cold air curl around me slowly, showing Goosebumps all over. I combed my curls behind my ear and sat at the last seat on the far right. This was going to be a long day.

Constructive criticism, please! Not only do I want your opinion but how can I improve! Oh and if you wish to read more of it, send me an email at dianej@satx.rr.com (It is not yahoo because if someone sends me a virus it won't ruin my email email) and label the subject "Your Story" and I will report if someone sends a virus.

Thanks for support & help!

My little sister has a facebook, and wanted to play Pet Society. However, instead of taking her to an game it took her to a fanpage. How do you get on Pet Society? Please and thanks. :)

Okay, I took GT classes, Pre-AP classes and AP classes and always got straight A's. Not to sound snooty or anything, but I was pretty ahead in all of my classes. I always hope my efforts will make a good college, and become successful. I have had boyfriends in the past, but I decided to put romance and love aside and look towards my career. I plan to go to college and veterinary school at Texas A&M, which is a high rated and good veterinary school. I plan to be a mixed animal vet so I can care for lots of different animals, since I have a major passion for them. I understand it will be a lot of work and it will be tough since everything has high standards, but I hope my record for good grades and work could continue. After I had finished college, I want to get a good job at a veterinarian clinic, buy a small first time house, and start to save up money. At that time, I would look towards relationships, but I know I won't have that much time. After long years of hard work and money saving, I hope to own my own clinic, not just being a manager but being a vet too. By that point I want to have kids and such. And of course I want a bigger house and a few pets by then.

Do you think that it makes sense, and it'll lead the right direction? I really think that it will be good, and that it would bring it the right things I need to lead a successful life.

Well, I tripped over my own feet on the street, and I managed to get a really bad road rash (a scrape) right above my elbow and on the far left side of my stomach. I applied some neosporin on it, and slept with no bandage to let it air out through the night. Now, I am unsure if I should bandage it and put a large bandaid on it or let it air out to let it heal and never put a bandaid on it. My brother says it is no use, but I am not sure if it's the right thing to do. Thanks for the help! Oh and any other ideas for treating it are welcome!

First things first, I need names for my characters. Really, they are just last names for teachers. Here they are:

Biology teacher:Woman w/ Bright red hair, blue eyes, thick glasses, and curvy. Rather nice to the students and can be buttered up easily. She is not married, and her origin could be either Irish or Scottish.

Spanish teacher:Woman w/ rather dark brown hair, brown eyes, a bit tan, she is strict and thin. She is not married, and her origin is Spanish, obviously.

Drama teacher: Woman w/ bleach blonde long hair, blue eyes, pale, strict, and skinny. She is married and her origin can be whatever you choose :)

Gym teacher: Man w/ jet black hair, brown eyes, easy going, muscled. Married and origin is Russian or something else..

Math teacher: Man w/ light brown hair, brown eyes, pale, and thin. Married and origin is Scottish, English, or French.

Thanks, and please, a lot of criticism and feedback on this. It's the beginning of my story...

We scampered into the biology room, a few minutes late and shouted at the same time, “Sorry we’re late Mrs. Kellan!” Mrs. Kellan smiled crookedly and pushed her thick glasses up onto her face. “Take a seat, children, we are reviewing cells” Nick and I quickly rushed to our seats.

I slung my backpack onto the ground easily beside the counter. A large television set was displayed in the front of the class. I hopped onto the stool as Mrs. Kellan slipped a tape into the VCR. As soon as the movie started, I silently tore a piece of notebook paper out of my notebook and began to scribble words onto it. Somehow, my handwriting turned out to be a bit better than it usually was. I was glad for that.

How do you suppose that I can annoy you tomorrow? I passed the note to Nick to pass the time.

Is this part of the torture?

Yep. I continued to jot some notes while Nick wrote his words, as he did too.

How about no?

Nope.

God, kill me now.

How about God gives you a fine? Of ten dollars?

Oh for the love of Pete, could you just drop this?

Who’s Pete? Almost a page full of notes from the cell video we watched last Thursday.

My father’s mother’s father’s son’s sister’s daughter’s brother. Happy?

I decrypted his writing before I wrote again. You are complicated.

You’re obnoxious.

A short laughter escaped my lips at what Nick wrote.

I don't know what to call it, it's just a chunk out of the story. It's about mythical stuff like vampires, witches, demons and angels, etc. and a lot about murder, killing, and death. Thanks!