BABANG! BOOM! BASH! The sound of lightning lighting up the sky. The wind swishing thought the trees near by making a silent swishing sound. The speakers BOOM loud. Everyone is dancing side and side. Sweat making there body's stick together, but they don't really notice. Looking at the clock stare at me with its red eyes I read 11:37. That was a time to remember.
"Hi my name is Skylnn Rivers. I go to NorthBridge High School in Santiago. When I was five years old I was stolen. Taken away from my parents, but they had found me seven years later. I could not talk, I could not walk properly, and I could barely even see. Now five years have past and I am as healthy as could be. I have tan skin from when I went to Florida last week, I have long straight blond hair that touches perfectly at my butt, and I have the brightest blue eyes you could ever see. They were like wondering though a maze and bright ocean water rising around you."
"My parents were out of town on a business trip so I decided to throw a party. I invited about thirty friends and then friends of those friends come anyway. My best friend Mckayla and I (who I have been friends with since I got back) were getting food and drinks for everyone . As we walked into the living room the lights are dim and the music is playing slower than I had last herd. I could hear the echoing of water that was dripping through the ceiling and onto the floor
"Hey my name is Mckayla. I go to NorthBridge High School in Santiago. I have dark long brown hair to the middle of my back, green eyes like a field of mown grass, and white skin with dark freckles below my noes. We ran out of drinks so I had told Sky to go get more from the basement, so she went down to get more. Then somebody in all black carrying a gun knocks the door flat to the ground that made a loud BANG, and CRASH someone smashed the window into pieces. I looked around at all of the faces and all I see is fear. I ran trough the doorway and around the corner. Which was right at the bottom of the stairs, and across form the basement door where Sky was."
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Teen FictionI am a normal 17 year old student. I take all the classes as does everyone else. I get acne, and dry skin like every girl at my school. My hair gets greasy when If I don't wash it everyday, I get decent grades, I'm a national star runner for every r...
