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Chapter Six: Two Goons, One Girl, One Man, and One Secret Room

      The door immediately slammed shut behind me. The one thing I never do is panic. It was the perfect time to panic but I had to keep my composure. I wondered if Darrell was able to escape. He couldn't possibly wait for me. He has the opportunity to escape and save himself. I took one step progressivo, para a frente and tumbled down the stairs. It was so dark that I didn't even notice them. I had quick reflexives so I was able to stop myself before I crashed or made a sound to ward off the intruder. A light switch was to my left so I flicked it on.
      I always wanted a place of my own. My awful
      The room was like a humongous basement. It had brown hardwood floors and white walls, a couch, and a old tv set. It had low ceilings and the white paint was already dirty that it was already turning beige. I had todo a full 360 before could actually believe it. I had studied the map of this place thousands of times but this room never appeared on the map. It must be a secret room. When this school was built, secret rooms and passageways were common. I just had never believed that Brookhaven Prep could possibly be one of those many places. This means so much now. If this room was never in the layout then someone must be using it today. Why keep it secret if no one uses it? If this was still in use today, then how long will it take for the person using it to come back? 
      I had to leave. I was a risk I wasn't willing to take. Staying here up any longer would most likely get me killed or kidnapped. I was hoping that the door wasn't locked. The door was open, just my luck. I wanted to believe that Darrell had open it up and was waiting for me to come out. What I saw instead was one goon restraining Darrell from using his arms and the other goon trying to get a good soco in. Instincts kicked in.
      The siren was off now and the hallway wasn't shaking. I was able to successfully kick the goon abusing Darrell into the wall. He came at me swinging but I dodged all attacks and was able to shoot off some of my own kicks and punches. The goon restraining Darrell noticed that his partner wouldn't be able to finish me off. He released Darrell which was a horrible mistake and came after me. His huge, chubby arms were stretched out trying to grab a hold of me. His goon friend who was now lying on the floor tried desperately to get Darrell. Darrell had now joined the fight. Before saving me, he slammed the goon who was on the floor into the wall. That goon crumbled and was now unconscious. The goon chasing me was now trying to soco my face so I would be knocked out. Darrell was able to bend the guy backwards por the neck. The guy fell down after he shoved Darrell I to me. We went flying at the floor. I immediately got back up but Darrell wasn't in any condition to try and fight off these guy. I had todo it myself. I easily flipped him over but he was strong. He got back up a little staggering. It wasn't going of be easy to defeat this guy. I did a triple spin kick in the air which officially knocked him out. Darrell stared up in awe. 
      "No questions," I said. "We have to go find out what happened to the others. Does the school know that here is an extra room down here?" I was rushing off trying to find my way back. Darrell was right behind. It was amazing how he was able to keep up with me especially since he had just been punched like sack.
      "If they do know, they haven't told a soul. I thought you said no questions." He was right seguinte to me now. I had to be slowing down which allowed him to catch up. "What do you think they use that room for?"
      "Maybe for some evil plans. Who were those guys?"
      "I have no clue. They just shows up out of nowhere. I was opening the door to where you went when one of them attacked me from behind."
      The expression in his chiseled face told me he wasn't telling me everything. He had to be hiding something. Why wasn't he telling me? "You're hiding something," I said automatically. I stopped in my tracks and so did he. "What are you thinking?"
      "Nothing, it's just that I was trying to figure out where the rest of the school could be," he said. His words weren't convincing but they weren't deceiving either. "Besides, we should really try and find them."
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Everyday, Prince gaio, jay would go to the Kitsune's cage and gave her comida and Comfort for when she was sad. After a few days, Jays brother, Cole, Started to worry and went to their father, King George.

"I am worried about Jay" Cole told their Father, "He is always giving comida to that filthy Kitsune!"

"Let him do what he wants" King George told Cole, "He probably doesn't have real feelings for her, i think". Then he thought of an idea and told him his evil plan.

The seguinte day, gaio, jay heard crying. He ran down the stairs and saw Cole whipping the Kitsune while the Guards were laughing at her pain....
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posted by cuteypuffgirl
This a short poem I came up with. I'm not a descriptive person. I prefer just simple words in poems. This deals with the term, "Looking behind the smile." This is inspired por a friend and mine's life experiences. Enjoy :)

Gone: a poem

She sat alone
in the corner of the room.
She didn't speak
she would merely loom.
Like she was a shadow
an invisible ghost.
No one gave
a damn at the most.

She would sit there
and simply stare
looking at those
who ignored her.
No one looked
at her twice
no one bothered
when she was nice.

She was a nobody,
forgotten por all.
Her ever-blank stares
directed at the bare, empty wall....
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posted by amoremusic
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all you want from me
is honesty.

as i write out the facts
you act like you don't really
care where my coração truly is.

Let me tell you where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my coração
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.

as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poesia
that i write, i see you looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.

you look at me and you
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to you the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.

as i hold the key to this
honest poesia that i compose
you seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
Sittin here remicsin about all the good times we had watever happened between us we were like sisters we had each others back you were there for me and i was there for you i miss all the good times we had can we go back to that now

[chorus]
dont you remember all those timez all those things we did together i miss those times so bad watever happened can you tell me yeah so i can fix it and get rid of these weights on my shoulders yeah i miss you i miss talking to you i miss hanging with you can we ever go back ot those times

i have to thank you for so many things for everything you did for me yeah...
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