Pink, yes pink! A combination of the color red and white,you may say. Pink, you have probably seen at least one person wearing pink in your life, but what about a grim reaper? Have you ever seen a grim reaper in pink? I haven't, until one unexpected moment between life and Death happened. ;)
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Kevin <3 <3
K: Hey babe,watcha up 2
A: Hai boo,nuthin relly...just
gettin ready...u?K: Don't take tooo long,
U'll miss da bus....A: Ha...dont u worry! :) <3
K: Btw...was ther any
History hw?A: Maybeee.....
K: Oh come on...
A: Yes, a 12 pg essay on
WW2 and read 879 pgsK: Wat?!?!!!
A: Jk....non...see u soon <3
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I put on my favorite white t-shirt with a golden skull and threw on a pair of grey, ripped at the knee jeans. I grabbed my black bag with designed neon paint splashes. I was about to leave the room,when...
"ANNABELL!!!" Victoria yelled at the top of her lungs.
Ugh, Victoria, my loving step-mother. You have no idea how much I hate her. But I have to live with her because I have no other choice. My mother died giving birth to me and my dad, well, he died in a car crash four weeks ago. My grand-parents live in France, and I don't have enough money to go there and escape my step-mother and my step-sister Stacey. When my dad died, all the money apparently became Victoria's and Stacey's, even though I'm sure if there was a will, I would at least get 1/3 of all the money and riches my dad had under his name. So now I earn my own money, by baby-sitting. When I have enough, I'll flee New York and into France.
"ANNNAAABELLLL!" Victoria screamed once again.
"Coming!!!!!!!"
I barged into her drowsy room with magenta walls, and took a deep breath. Her scrawny voice can kill a mocking bird. She was curling her most likely fake, long, red hair by her bed."You forgot your stupid, cheap, unwanted, golden piece of you know what in the bathroom last night; after you took your stupid shower. Next time I see it there, I'll throw it in the trash where it belongs," she threw my golden heart necklace at my feet.
I grabbed the necklace off the floor and placed it around my neck. This golden heart necklace had a keyhole in it, when I was younger I always thought that some kind of key had to go in it. But after a few months and years, I had established in my head that the keyhole was just part of the design. That made it look mysterious... in a way. My mother meant to give it to me when I was born, but unfortunately she died too soon. So my dad gave it to me on my sixth birthday.
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Mike :)M: Mornin....
A: Mornin..... :)
M: Waitin 4 u outside
A: Mmmk.... be out soon
M: K....waiting
A: Which converse,
Silver or white?M: Watcha wearin?
A: White skull shirt and
Grey ripped jeans....M: White
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I rushed out of the house and met up with Mike at the door. We walked over to the bus stop and for it (the bus) there. Mike is one of my closests friends. We were close friends since first grade. Mike and I have a lot in common, opinions on my step-sister Stacey, same school, same age, fashion, and interest in boys. Mike is also a basic diva, something I'm not. He is a fan of the Magcon boys. Cameron Dallas is his favorite, but he still loves all the other ones too. I used to be obsessed with them too, before I started dating Kevin. I still think they're good looking, just Kevin is my perfect match. Even though, Mike keeps reminding me that Kevin is a jerk and will ruin my life. I think that Mike could just have a little crush on Kevin. But on the other hand, Kevin and Mike didn't get along too well. You could even imply that they hate each other. Mike and I are not so popular, but since I'm dating Kevin, that puts me in the middle. At first, I couldn't even believe that Kevin actually asked me out, he's like the king of high school. Although, Mike's physical beauty would make him the most popular one, but being uninterested in females changes it all. I even had a little on Mike when we were younger. Mike has this deep burgundy hair, honey brown eyes, and a well built body that puts all the girls in awe.
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The Grim Reaper In Pink
Подростковая литератураWelcome to my world! My name is Annabell, I'm 16 years old. My life is almost like a Cinderella story but with a deadly twist. I always thought that black was a dark color. But what about pink? I don't know about you, but I'm far away from perfect...