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ELM STREET

Was Scared, Still a Little Scared.

In The End

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         Trudging through the verdant scenery up to Lone Pine Lake but seeing only the small oval of her headlamp light was frustrating sine Maia knew they would be too exhausted to appreciate it on the way back down in the afternoon. She couldn’t believe that despite logging on only 45 minutes after the permits became available, despite remembering to do this even tipsy and euphoric from her thesis defense celebration, they had not been rewarded with an overnight camping permit and instead were stuck trying to summit Mt. Whitney in a single day. As she stewed over the permits, Russ was taking...gkTone door

ELM STREET

“I dare you,” Mike says to Jim. “I dare you.” “Mark pops up and says, “Yea, Jim, Mike dares you.” He dared you, he dared you, the others yell. Jim just looks around. “Are you a chicken?” asks Mike. Bawk, bawk, chorus the others while flapping their arms. “No, I’m not a chicken,” replies Jim. “Well,” asks Mike. “Do you take my dare?” “First, let me make sure I understand the dare,” answers Jim. “He’s stalling ‘cause he’s chicken,” someone shouts. Yea, bawk, bawk, the others chorus again.“Ok,” Jim says to Mike, “Tell me again the details of the dare.” The two boys wander off, with their heads t...gkTone door

Was Scared, Still a Little Scared.

I was breathing heavily. Heard the guests talking like they had never ever met before. Mumbling, whispering, screeching, screaming and other witchcraft I didn’t know. I waited outside before the large rusted wooden door. It had a gorgeous professional looking doorknob which was endorsed with a golden pattern. I was mesmerised. ( Weird, huh? Thought so, too.) I mean it was pretty after all, right? Of course, how stupid of me. You weren’t there. So, I stepped a little farther and hid behind a humungous tree filled with juicy, ripe, fresh green apples. They were my favourite fruit! What a coincid...gkTone door

In The End

Why do we fall? Why do we try our hardest to make up for us falling? Everything that we do, we do it for ourselves no matter the situation. It isn't because we're evil, well not all of us are. It's just a defense mechanism. It's something that we have either been taught or teach ourselves.Years ago, decades, there were two boys running through the town. It was an old town. Not filled with much people but still a beautiful town at that. One boy had cold black hair that reached the middle of his back in braids. The other boy had dark brown hair, short and silky. They ran through the town trying ...gkTone door