i can make you talk...

i can make you talk...

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evan? the boy who see mosters and gregory the boy who was saved by a moster..how does that work? when miss afton fell unsure about her two kids staying with her she makes evan and liz move in with miss vanessa at first it was good but when liz hates gregory and gregory hates liz there will be a lot of fighting .. as time pasted evan still worrys for his mother..but the worst part ..of staying with miss vanessa has to be.. " why dont you talk?" ... " come on~" .... " fine! you dont want to speak..then i'll help you there~" "g-greg-" READ! HAHAAHAH im soo mean->^<!
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If his sixteen years experience has taught Mikey Alston only one thing, it's this: Life is too damn cruel to face alone... The ice took our car off the road. The tree wrecked it. Tate and I didn't make it out unscathed. My parents didn't make it out alive... I was eleven, and that's the day my whole world was ripped away from me. My brother, David, was twenty-one. All the family I had left, I needed him. He didn't need me. David sent me away. Packed me off far across the country from my hometown in Devon - from Tate and everything I'd ever known, to live with grandparents I'd never known. Six years is a long time. But now I'm back. (Not through choice. Not mine, anyway). And Tate's still here. Only... he's not the boy I left behind. He won't speak to me. Won't speak to anyone. The one upshot of my return to a life I no longer fit and he's letting me down spectacularly. Well, Tate, here's the thing: I'm not giving up on you. I'm not everybody else. You can't shut me out. You need me - we need each other. And we will be friends again. Best friends. I'm decided. It's decided.

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