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Name: Mia, Jesse, Danielle, Mel Country: United States State: California Metro: Los Angeles Birthday: 7/9/1988
Interests: Music Music Music! We love music. Playing it and listening to it. Some bands are: MUSE, Our Lady Peace, Green Day, Sugarcult, Morissey, The Smiths, Chevelle, Gwen Stefani, Franz Ferdinand, Incubus, John Mayer, Relient K, Radiohead, Oasis...many others... Expertise: Well since there are 4 people we have different expertises! Jesse: MUSIC! He plays bass guitar and is awesome at it and he loves listening to it too! Mia: Her expertises are Johnny Depp, Ryan Reynolds, Jared Leto, and Brad Pitt. She loves the movies Requiem for a Dream, Fight Club, Snatch, Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels...etc... she also likes the author Chuck Palahniuk. Melanie: She enjoys any movie with Jim Carrey and loves the movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. She also loves the author Chuck Palahniuk just like Mia does.
Danielle: She loves anything Spongebob and enjoys all sorts of music! Occupation: Student Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me Website: visit my website AIM: fightblub6696 MSN: iam_jacks_smirking_revenge@hotmail.com Yahoo: i_love_spongebob_07 Yahoo: jack_thegripper Yahoo: mpeters1988
Member Since:
12/30/2004
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| hey hey, this is the sexy one Mia here. I'm working on a story for school tell me what you all think of it so far.
A House on Paper Street
Reaching out to touch the face of the young woman before her, Lauren was sure this was real. ‘Help me; please…I don’t want to die. I just wanted to go to the party.’ The young woman in front of her wept tears which Lauren longed to wipe away, but she could not touch.
“How can I help you when I can’t even touch you?” It was an anguishing cry for an answer. “I want to help you! How can I help you?” the girl’s tear-streaked face suddenly turned to one of utter terror, and before her very eyes the whole room changed. Now she ran alongside many other teenagers all dressed in elegant attire. Their dress was something very similar to that of which she wore last year to her Senior prom only, their attire was blood spattered and torn. ‘Somebody help us!’ they all screamed again and again.
A dark looming presence chased them down the never ending hallway. One by one the people surrounding her vanished in front of her eyes leaving only their terrified screams ringing in her ears.
Lunging forward, her hands gripping the side of her nightstand until her knuckles turned white, Lauren Reynolds sat sweat soaked and breathing heavy for several minutes before she finally was able to come back to reality.
The odor of burnt incense stung her nose as she finally looked around and took in her surroundings. Everything was as it should be, gone where the screaming teenagers and the dark force of evil inhabiting her dreams. It was too cold in her room and she cringed as the icy climate of her room bit her skin. She stood up on the wooden floor and shivered. The curtains were closed. If it were daylight, she didn't know. There was a dim halo of light coming from the corner. It was from a lit candle, green and melting atop her dresser.
She got up from the floor and walked over to the window. As she pulled open the curtains a blaze of morning sunshine warmed her. Her arms dropped from the drapes and she allowed her head to fall back on her shoulders, her dream was all but gone in her mind. There was nothing as wonderful as a sunbeam! Squinting her eyes Lauren watched the sunlight make little spectrums within the crystal dangling from the window pane.
Recovering from her moment of brief bliss, Lauren walked away from the window and stooped down to blow out the candle. She frowned at her lack of memory from the night before, and hoped that only one day had passed and not two. It was frustrating when two days passed in which her participation in a concrete sense was minimal. These dreams of hers, who know what was real anymore?
She pondered possibilities of what she would accomplish today as she showered and dressed. In the process of drying her hair her bedroom door flew open and Angela came striding in as if a war were underway and she was the first to know of it. | | |
| Hey I got an Idea, everybody. Well, I've noticed that on certain sites, (most notably being danielle's) that when you would click to go to eprop her and what not, that the abckground would change everytime you went to the new screen. Well I thought it would be a cool idea to make individual backgrounds of jsut ourselves and make it so that when people come here, they could see the background of all of us, or each of our individual ones. Each time it will change, and it will give off a cool, random feel. Anyone else think thats a good idea? I have already made a back completely devoted to myself, hehe, so let me know if anyoine else is agreeable.
~I'm sorry but I'm just thinking of the right words to say, I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. And if I had to walk the world and make you fall for me, I promise you, I promise you: I will!~ -The Emotional one, Jesse<(".<) | | |
| MELANIEEEEEEEEE, DANIELLEEEEEE!!! POST ON HEEEEERRREE!!!!
~Love will tear us apart, again.~ The emotional one<(".<) | | |
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