"Stay"_Phase Two_Introducing Patty Swath as Elly Porter_A Sunflower
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"Stay"
Powers...What are they to you? Are they lucky characteristics you earn or have from birth? Or maybe a curse? There is no right or wrong answer.Tabitha Longreign was a normal kid, sweet, kind, caring and a little shy to be honest. She had many friends and many people adored her. Yet she hated keeping a friend for long, when a friend was either ignored or rejected she would cover up the truth with the www.onedoor.ccsimple answer "I can't get attached, I'm sorry!" And because of her permanent sweet aura, no one blames or argues with the girl. Here we are, on a normal rainy day, in a normal school, surrounded...
Phase Two
“Get out of the way,” a voice snarled behind me. Stronger than average arms swung out from behind me and pushed me into the lockers on my right. I collided with a smack, followed by laughter. I held myself pressed against the lockers, my eyes slammed shut, and waited for the telltale signs that Becky had started walking away. When I didn’t hear any footsteps, I pried open one eye to see Becky’s face inches from mine.“Shit,” I muttered, take a step backward and opening my other eye.“Shit is right, little sis,” she replied, slamming her hand into the locker closest to my face with a smirk. It ...
Introducing Patty Swath as Elly Porter
Patty Swath prided herself on promptness. On the morning of the audition, she got up early, showered, dressed, and re-read the lines her agent had sent over. A few days ago, she visited the hotel where today's auditions were scheduled, took photos, and timed the traffic from her one-bedroom apartment. She did not want to be late. The radio predicted heavy traffic, but Patty made it to the audition in no time.Patty loved acting. She'd been in plays throughout school and in community theater after that. She had small parts in movies filmed in and around her home town. When she heard that Pantam...
A Sunflower
The dark shadow clouded around my figure again, but it was getting weaker. I no longer succumbed to her menacing voice, as I had for much too long. Her perfectly chiseled cheeks beckoned me, but I was getting stronger. I might not outlast the spirit that had trapped me for so long, but I had a different focus now.I smiled the most genuine smile that I'd had in a long time. The spirit had no control over my emotions.“Goodbye,” I whispered, without the slightest hint of regret in my tone.“You don’t mean that,” the spirit played with my hair coyly, an innocent expression on her face. I wasn’t foo...