My Abduction Monologue

The message of the text "Out of my Mind" in my opinion, is to ´never judge a book by

I walk into the Moore’s house, and go upstairs. I see Alice on the bed, and tell her. “Hey, I did it with Alec. Oh, and I also told him I loved him, and he said it back. I think I wanna marry him.” “Ok slow down there Anna.” “I know, I’m sorry its just the happiest I’ve felt since what happened.” I know, and that's fantastic lets just not ask him to marry you yet.” “Yea, I know. I should probably get some less revealing clothes on.” “Yea, I’ll be downstairs.” She tells me.

I awoke to beams of a dozen spotlights, my vision gradually adjusted to the brilliant white light which illuminated everything around me. The realization that I had fallen asleep during rehearsal caused my eyes to widen in utter shock and confusion.

Sitting in 5th period, I absentmindedly slid my pencil along the left margin. As the graphite swirled into abstract designs, my mind began to wander. Rain landed on the metal roof, lulling me into a false sense of comfort and security. I felt myself drifting out of hall three and into a soft daydream. A yawn crept up my throat and escaped from my mouth as I continued scratching at the narrowing margin. For a split second, I tuned back into the voice of my Spanish teacher, making sure that I hadn't missed anything important while I etched flowers into my notes. Suddenly, my pencil stopped its steady motion across the page. The blurry sections in the corners of my vision disappeared abruptly, and the formerly calming drumming of rain sharpened

I will pray pray pray, pray pray pray that all my nerves will go away

"Fix Me" I fell to pieces, Without peace. And now You are reaching out, To fix me.

Maybe they were through goading one another - I surely hoped so. I picked up my glass to take a sip of wine. I had been using this time to pretend to casually, gaze around the room. Myles Laveau caught my eye and smiled a half smile as he raised his glass to his lips. His date, the Baroness Portella, must have seen that his eye was otherwise entertained because she turned to glance over her shoulder at me. I saw the scathing stare she gave me through her thin, lacy veil- much like Boudreaux’s stare, it cuts to the bone. I half expected her to fling her drink into Laveau’s face, she seemed quite angry- but then, he leaned forward and whispered something in her ear and she turned to look at me again; this time, she smiled. I wondered what Myles had said to her for her to smile at me that way. The desire to know what he said was causing me to be anxious, as was the desire to see beneath the veil, but I needed to take care of the situation of my husband and lover goading each other first - I would ask Myles what was said between he and the Baroness the next time I was with him.

I have finally finished the excruciatingly painful amputation of my left leg following my horrendous case of trench foot. I honestly wanted to cry, I’m sure death is no where near as painful as the pain I will be forced to endure as I carry on through my life. The way they sawed through my dead leg as though they had no feeling of remorse. The look on their faces screamed “this isn’t my first time dealing with something so gruesome.” The way it plopped into the “doctor's” arm as he was cutting through the remaining pieces of living flesh. The way the people around me were staring in shock… you could see that look of horror, that look of “this can happen to me”. Haha, I guess I can’t blame them too much as I would do the

Hi, Natalie. It’s not too late for me, but I’m glad you had a chance to write back. Yes my daughter is excitied this is the first year she has her own class, she filled in for a teacher that had retidard last year.

Laughter bubbled out of her as she pushed him away, just in time for two pints of mead to be slammed onto the table by a tall, lanky woman with unkempt black braids pinned haphazardly to the top of her head. “You must be the stowaway.” She greeted Evangeline sliding a pint toward her, half of it spilled on the table. She slid Trevor’s to him as he tried to conceal his laughter.

My thoughts have engulfed me into a room full of screams. Some are positive, but most are negative. It’s like I’ve been put in this hole trying to scratch my way out of it looking for the lit up, neon sign that reads ‘Exit’. It’s been about eight years, and at the dark end of what I thought led to nowhere finally showed the red neon sign. I see my future of hope, and along with that came the cold, wet streaks that ran down my face. As I get closer to the exit, I was blinded by red, green, and blue beams of light that someone could easily mistaken for as a UFO. My body started vibrating and music erupted throughout everywhere. ‘There it is,’ I thought, ‘there’s hope.’

“You should care, it’s important to build new relationships, right? And you… of all people should know that, Alex.”

I can’t believe they volunteered. I wonder if they are as uncertain as I am. I wonder if their fingers shake as they tighten the nine straps distributed over his body, completely immobilizing the man I know only as The Condemned. I don’t know what he’s done. I don’t know who he is. The letter held his name, but I have gone through some pains to drive it from my mind and have done an excellent job of keeping myself out of the loop. I know only that he has been called upon to die for his crimes, and that is all I want to know. It helps me keep my distance; having no knowledge of his conviction makes it easier for me to treat him as a job and easier for me to treat him as a man. I hope my hands will be steady when I push the needle through the

Finally, my cold left me. I start with working tomorrow. It was not easy at all, but it was just a viral infection. Public transport and a job in a public place like library don't help. Thank you for the advice on treating cold. We have all of these products here. I have never tried echinacea. I saw your first message only, I read the second one a few moments ago. Both were sent in three minutes. It's strange how I didn't see it before. I'll take all together next time. I think that it is fantastic that you created two perfumes for Victor. We already see Civet will be another winner, just like Hummingbird. No matter that you created only one perfume for En Voyage because it is Rainmaker. It is unforgettable. Sometimes it is a better way because

Hello there and sorry for the late replies have been rather busy with work and my real life,and I have other accounts to mange but I really hope that doesn't affect you wanting to roleplay with me. As you can see I do use Luna as a Base but I am not her nor have anything to do Usagi however my character is a creature of the moon and once I am able to figure out where I am going with this I shall tell you more,Characters name is Aisha and she is a princess of the Moon in another time and place she cannot age and her people have come a long way with not only life but with their tech a well. Well I am rambling again sorry about that just have a lot to say one of them being I do not like mutes and I don't wish to be treated as some