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Success. Is money and fame truly considered success? Or is it love and happiness the answer?
All i know is that i would rather be happy than rich any day.
Classic.Vintage.Oldies.
Romance. Marriage. Pure. Love.
New. Electronics. Rap. Money. Power.
Sex.Drugs.Lust.
Look how far we've come.
Is this really where we want to be?
I approached him from behind. "Are you okay?" I asked, startling him as he realized i was talking to him. "Just....just go away," he responded in a scared voice. Not wanting to bother him, i started to walk away. He grabbed my backpack, forcing me to a halt. "Wait. She's under the bench," he exclaimed. "I coudn't control myself. She's dead. In the bag. Under the bench." He took one last look at me and started to run. Revolsion set in almost as soon as he had said it. "She's dead," was repeating in my mind. My step sister is dead, and my brother is running.
"The policy has not changed. You may not go to the movies alone with that boy." "But why?" "Because i dont trust him. You never know what boys will try and do. The answer is no. I wont let my little girl get hurt."
Girl leaves the room crying. You hear a door slam upstairs. Mom walks in.
"What's all the commotion?"
"I refuse to let my little girl get hurt."
"Is it really that you don't want her to get hurt, or is it that you don't want her to finally grow up?
She's not little anymore. You have to let go and let her live her life."
"The policy clearly states that anyone who tries to escape the ward will be hunted down and killed"! "BUT IM NOT CRAZY! I SHOUDN'T BE HERE! They kidnapped me and took me here against my will!" "So what do you suggest? "We need to make a plan. Theirs something seriously wrong with this place..."
So their was this little girl without a mother. She grew up confused in the world because she lacked the guidance only a mother can give. Her father knew nothing about girls, causing her to go into situations she shoudnt have. Now she is pregnant in school from a father she cant remember. If only she had a mother...
So their was this lonely cookie. he really wanted to feel as special as the oreo because see oreos have 2 cookies hugging but the one cookie only has itself. it needs someone. and then he discovered milk and it was love.
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