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Feb 21, 2011 01:25PM

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message 1552:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: Nope. It's new since I got bored-
I broke from the rushing chaos, the traffic guards, and my teachers grabbing at my jacket, students watching me in disbelief or pity, even Levi trying to stop me. My legs carried me faster than I have ever run before, and the paramedics were trying to stop me. It happened; through a lens I was watching it. I heard screams from my mouth as I broke from their strong arms, my throat closed up. I felt the warm water streak down my cheeks, sticking strands of hair to my face. I kept repeating one word, one word that was supposed to reverse everything.
“Stop!”
He lay on the ground, my little brother, the little kid who I vowed to my mother to protect. Blood covered his mouth and cheeks, and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. Strong hands gripped my shoulder but I shoved them away. My moves were shaky and slow as I delicately brushed the messy brown bangs from his closed eyes. I felt the scratchy fabric of my shoulder bag slip down onto my covered arm, the seconds dragged by agonizingly. The air gained temperature as they watched me, my hair hanging down in my vision. I could hear my tears dripping onto the asphalt, the hum of the ambulance motor, and the student’s panicked mulling. But it didn’t matter, I couldn’t move. All I could possibly do was stare. Stare at Caleb until I heard a familiar voice behind me. I hadn’t heard the footsteps, so caught up in the moment.
“Sky.” Levi sounded calm and collected, as usual, but there was softness to his voice. “You have to let the paramedics through.” He instructed me.
I didn’t move, but I didn’t protest when he gently dragged me away from Caleb. I watched, not able to do anything as the men and women in uniform slid a white sheet under his body. The folded it over and lifted it onto a stretcher. The crimson soaked through the sterile white, and finally I felt like I could move. I heard a gasp from myself and turned away, greeted by the warm cotton of Levi’s t-shirt. I buried my face in it, letting the tears free fall as my shoulders heaved with sobs.
I felt him lead me back to the crowd, and I knew they split to make a path as we continued without any hesitation or commotion.
I broke from the rushing chaos, the traffic guards, and my teachers grabbing at my jacket, students watching me in disbelief or pity, even Levi trying to stop me. My legs carried me faster than I have ever run before, and the paramedics were trying to stop me. It happened; through a lens I was watching it. I heard screams from my mouth as I broke from their strong arms, my throat closed up. I felt the warm water streak down my cheeks, sticking strands of hair to my face. I kept repeating one word, one word that was supposed to reverse everything.
“Stop!”
He lay on the ground, my little brother, the little kid who I vowed to my mother to protect. Blood covered his mouth and cheeks, and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. Strong hands gripped my shoulder but I shoved them away. My moves were shaky and slow as I delicately brushed the messy brown bangs from his closed eyes. I felt the scratchy fabric of my shoulder bag slip down onto my covered arm, the seconds dragged by agonizingly. The air gained temperature as they watched me, my hair hanging down in my vision. I could hear my tears dripping onto the asphalt, the hum of the ambulance motor, and the student’s panicked mulling. But it didn’t matter, I couldn’t move. All I could possibly do was stare. Stare at Caleb until I heard a familiar voice behind me. I hadn’t heard the footsteps, so caught up in the moment.
“Sky.” Levi sounded calm and collected, as usual, but there was softness to his voice. “You have to let the paramedics through.” He instructed me.
I didn’t move, but I didn’t protest when he gently dragged me away from Caleb. I watched, not able to do anything as the men and women in uniform slid a white sheet under his body. The folded it over and lifted it onto a stretcher. The crimson soaked through the sterile white, and finally I felt like I could move. I heard a gasp from myself and turned away, greeted by the warm cotton of Levi’s t-shirt. I buried my face in it, letting the tears free fall as my shoulders heaved with sobs.
I felt him lead me back to the crowd, and I knew they split to make a path as we continued without any hesitation or commotion.
message 1554:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: Dawww not you. Sorry, I was looking at another group and there was a charrie called Caleb.
Thanks!
Thanks!
message 1556:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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message 1559:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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message 1566:
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Me: Sorry, my mom kicked me off I'm on my iPod but Gma is over and Mike abandoned me so I can't stay
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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message 1574:
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message 1576:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: Uggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I can't friggin' walk.
On the bright side, I got on the computer and saw that someone Googled 'dftba'. And it wasn't me, haha.
On the bright side, I got on the computer and saw that someone Googled 'dftba'. And it wasn't me, haha.
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: I don't know, I just saw it on the screen. :/
message 1580:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: >-> Excuse my stupid moment.
We went to BJ's yesterday and my dad thought I could carry the water jugs into the house, so tried to. But when I got to the part of setting the jug down on the table, my hand slipped and it fell on me and I came down with it and now I am bruised. They are really freakin' heavy and look a little like this, only squarer:
We went to BJ's yesterday and my dad thought I could carry the water jugs into the house, so tried to. But when I got to the part of setting the jug down on the table, my hand slipped and it fell on me and I came down with it and now I am bruised. They are really freakin' heavy and look a little like this, only squarer:

message 1582:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: >,< Rahrahrahrahrahleoplurdonnoisesrah~
:3
:3
Me: Have have to go to gymnastics soon.
message 1586:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: Your pointe shoes were gorgeous, but I was on the Nook so I couldn't see the Space Unicorn. :(
Hai Kat. ^^
Hey, Ivi, heyyyy~ I wanna make like a mechanical frog or something hop out of the box. XD
Hai Kat. ^^
Hey, Ivi, heyyyy~ I wanna make like a mechanical frog or something hop out of the box. XD
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: No, those weren't mine. ^^
These are:

GO AND WATCH IT. BY PARRY GRIP.
IKR? It should be like, a robot hamsterOR A SPACE UNICORN or tools or something.
These are:

GO AND WATCH IT. BY PARRY GRIP.
IKR? It should be like, a robot hamster
Keelyn: YES A HAMSTER YES.
Me: xDDD
OH WELL, THEY'RE STILL GORGEOUS. :#3
OK, AFTER I WATCH THE NEEGAH DEPARTMENT~
Me: xDDD
OH WELL, THEY'RE STILL GORGEOUS. :#3
OK, AFTER I WATCH THE NEEGAH DEPARTMENT~
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: You be welcome~
Yes, a hamster would be cool. :3 And I'm a little bored, so yes x4.
Yes, a hamster would be cool. :3 And I'm a little bored, so yes x4.
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: Kaaay.~
Cassidy: ... why the f*ck would a hamster be that heavy?
Me: It's chubby. And made oflead various metals.
Cassidy: ... why the f*ck would a hamster be that heavy?
Me: It's chubby. And made of
Me: Hey. On a CP working on my tragic story. :) What should I title it? Don't answer that. I don't even know what's going on!
Me: IT'S AN OVERSIZED HAMSTER, DUH. -<- Or an army of hamsters.
I WANT A MARSHMALLOW LASER~
I WANT A MARSHMALLOW LASER~
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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