Olivia, who was sitting on the edge of a fountain looked at me. I don't think that's a very good idea. she said in my mind. I do not respond. mark had been talking to starface. "OH. MY. GOSH!" he says to me. "I love Percy Jackson!" I told mark to read one of my favorite books, the Percy Jackson books. he loves it so far and talks about it nonstop. someone screams. I run into the hallway where it came from. I run toward the three, splashing up red. I keel down in the wet, sticky red. I feel it soak into my pants. I felt the red wash up over me, trying to drown me. I hugged them, the dark red flowing out of them, dripping on my face, or was that tears? Adam, Rory and Brian. flowing blood everywhere. anger, pain, grief, all trying to drown me in the sticky, wet, dark brownish reddish liquid. blood. I felt movement.
my little brother, mark/my co-writer told me to add in that mark (him) likes Percy Jackson. me and my brother love PJ! comment if you also like the books! (or the KC or HOO) yay!!!!! books!!!
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Darkest Of Wisdom
Novela JuvenilThe Darkest ones, their mother a demon, their father an angel. a species of one family. born just after the start of the universe. living in "life's " being born into each new one, only slightly different. each have a light and a dark side, angelic...
