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4 Whispered Disasters
Stefany Rose Hanson
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STEFANY HANSON

she turns the pages ( e v e r y d a y )
just to ( c h a n g e ) the mood



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i know that words aren't enough--------
----------but-- you're-- better-- than-- this
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( e m i l i e - m o n r o e )
------------------- it gets like a prison in the body i'm living in



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and when its the end, our lives will make sense
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I'M IN THE BUSINESS OF MISERY--------
------------- let's take it from the top !

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                        --------×× the princess says: today's outfit is about power !

                        She had already been up for a good hour and a half. It took time to look perfect, and Jadian Adaro didn’t settle for anything less then perfect. The young woman was standing in front of her full length mirror critically. The girl’s blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders. She shook her head violently, a test run. She looked straight at the mirror again, but her hair looked as it had just seconds before, shimmering with too many hair products that kept it under control, even in the dry static air of winter.

                        She turned away from the mirror carefully stepping over the chaos on the floor of her room. Jade was defiantly anything but neat. Her room was a tornado of fabric, clothes, shoes and accessories. Even her desk sitting at one end was covered in clothing patterns, needles, thread, a sewing machine and women who looked extraordinary elegant, the result of being nine heads tall. Stacks of fashion magazines were scattered about the room and posters of various models wearing famous labels were plastered on the wall. Anyone with half a brain could take one look at Jadian’s room and be able to tell she loved clothes.

                        The kitchen was silent as she walked downstairs, but, that was nothing new, she always spent breakfast by herself the only noise in the entire room was the soft hum of the fridge and one in awhile the clanking of the outdated dishwasher. Her parents always left for work before she was finished prepping herself for the day. Jade shifted the five boxes of cereal in the cupboard, one for each family member in the house as well as the half eaten boxes of her two brother's favorite cereals that were leftover from December when they both came to visit for a week and a half. Her parents hated throwing things out, especially when it reminded them of their boys.

                        Jae came across her cereal, Frosted Flakes, you know the ones in the blue box with a tiger on the front, it was a kid cereal sure, but the corn flakes were coated in sugar, and really Jadian was a sucker for pretty much anything with a decent amount of sugar or butter in it. It was a good thing fat hated Jade as much as it hated water, she could eat quite a lot without gaining much weight, something she generally kept to herself, just because if she had to exercise as mush as some girls did to keep their thin frame for the stuff she ate, she would want the naturally thin girl to keep her mouth shut about it. Although, it wasn't like Jade didn't do anything, she walked lots of places due to the absence of a car and she didn't mind running around either.

                        She shook out the sugar coated flakes into her bowl and sat down and started eating them dry, a habit that disgusted pretty much anyone she ever met. Her cell phone started vibrating in her pocket and she took it out:

                        To: Jade
                        From: Benjamin
                        Hey babe, i'll see you at school.


                        She smiled at the message debating what to text back. She was always careful when texting Ben, always afraid that Reese might be close to his phone and might actually see what was on his screen. Jadian sometimes wondered why that even bothered her, she wanted nothing more than to basically scream in Reese's face that she was going out with Ben, but, something always kept her from doing it. Finally, deciding on a safe message, she punched a few keys of her phone:

                        To: Benjamin
                        From: Jade
                        of course. =)


                        She sighed and glanced at the clock. Quickly she finished eating her cereal dropping the bowl into the sink before grabbing her coat and bag and rushing outside in time to catch the city bus. The bus was filled with sleepy passengers on their way to work or school, clearly worn out from the weekend and dreading the week ahead. Jadian actually loved Mondays. It was her favorite day of the week, excluding weekends, of course. It was the day everyone else was recovering from hangovers and lack of sleep, for Jade it was the day she could get ahead of everyone else. If anyone else ever heard her say that, they might think she was bordering on a geeky thought, but really she just loved being number one. Besides, it wasn't like there was much point in partying anymore. Jadian spent most parties avoiding being picked up and trying to stay sober enough to make sure she stayed single. The only person she wanted to go home with these days was usually standing next to Reese, the very thought made her feel uncomfortable, angry and jealous.

                        The second she walked in the school Jade's inner circle a.k.a. Ashley and Maribelle stuck to her like glue. Ashley was Jade's yes girl. Her devoted minion who told her all the dirt and pretty much did whatever Jade told her to. Ashley lived to be popular but had no intelligence to actually get herself on the A list without some help. Maribelle on the other hand was a silent brunette who didn't say much, and knew how to dress. She was cool. Maribelle gave actual opinions about things which sometimes conflicted Jade's which was the whole reason Jade liked her. Mari kept things real and made sure Jade didn't do anything stupid. Maribelle was essentially the only person in the entire school Jae would consider a friend.

                        "Did you see?!" Ashley asked. Jadian raised an eyebrow, "They sent it by cellphone but I suppose you wouldn't have looked at it." Mari said as she handed Jade her phone. Jadian almost always deleted any messages from phone numbers she didn't recognize, most of them ended up being annoying texts about some boy wanting to go out on a date. She scrolled through the message on Mari's phone after a second she handed it back. "hoax." She told them. "Are you, like, sure? 'Cause I'm pretty sure they're addressing you in there." It was true that it was more then likely that Jade was this 'princess' the message talked about, "Please, obviously someone doesn't like the popular clique. They have every reason too I suppose but, this is only to make people jump." "They have some losers on the list too." Jae stopped to consider that for a second, then retorted matter-of-factly "I don't think it matters. They still picked people who stood out enough to be recognized by names like 'gamer geek' and 'nerd' there's really only one name for each of those titles that seem important enough to be the targets. They're just shaking people up." And that's what Jadian honestly believed, there was no one who could know that many secrets about so many people unless they just made them up.


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( s e c o n d ) chances they don't ever matter, people { n e v e r } change
once a whore you're { n o t h i n g } more, I'm sorry, that'll never ( c h a n g e )
just { w a t c h } my wildest dreams come ( t r u e ) not one of them involving you
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Anastasia Innocence Remiel
Time to Dance
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{ ANASTASIA REMIEL }

well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor------------
------j u s t-- f o r-- t h e-- a t t e n t i o n
because that's just ridiculously odd--------

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you're p u l l i n g the trigger all wrong.
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Ellike Ara Simone
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                                  ELLIKE s i m o n e

                                  satanic ---- g i r l s ---- gone ---- w i l d------
                                  ------------------- truly fucking suicidal
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                                  first you try to [********] it, then you try to eat it------
                                  ------if it hasn't learned your name
                                  YOU -- BETTER -- KILL -- IT
                                  B E F O R E . T H E Y . S E E . I T
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t a k e -------- t h e -------- l o w-------- r o a d
----no - one - will - know

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i feel just like we're losing control
but --------if ----------you ------------let-------------- go
I'll ------ let ---------go ------ tonight

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(just a) shadow of the past

There once was a girl. She was a plain and simple lovable girl. She had a bright smile, and her optimism couldn't be matched. She was a klutz and her love interest was the most popular guy at school. The love interest was the kind of guy who was kind and gentle, always humble and never conceited, who was childhood friends with the girl. This girl had a best friend, the friend who was always supportive in whatever the girl did, full of helpful advice and never angry with the girl, no matter how much she messed up. Life was almost perfect, if you set aside the nasty, deceiving witch of a girl, the girl's rival, who always trying to steal the popular boy from the girl.

Then this girl would stumble upon an enchantment of sorts, usually a wand of some kind. Then life would be turned upside down. Some furry little creature, her sidekick, would appear from the wand, and explain to the girl that she had been chosen to save the world from evil. She could fight this evil by holding the wand and saying an incantation that would allow her to transform into a girl who could pulverize evil.

The girl then confides her best friend, revealing that she could now transform into a magical girl, the girl is worried that if the the love interest were to find out, he wouldn't talk to her anymore and call her a freak. Her best friend gives her some helpful pep talk about how the love interest wouldn't care even if he knew, but she would keep the Magical Girl's secret anyways. Around the same time there would be a new boy at school. He would be a dark and moody boy who would take immediate interest in the magical girl and try any tactic in the book to get her to date him, and she would refuse everytime, swearing her heart would only belong to the love interest.

The Magical Girl would then fight the bad guy who wanted to achieve nothing short of world domination, the Villain. The magical girl would just barely win, but her sidekick would manage to pull her through the battle with a victory, foiling the villain's plan. This would happened time and time again. Eventually the Villain would show up with another villain, a girl to aid him. The Magical Girl struggled against the Villain and his aid. The Villain would kidnap the Magical Girl, and her Sidekick would be left alone.

While the Magical Girl was under his captivity, he would try and persuade her to his side, offering her anything she wanted. When she refused he revealed his identity, the moody boy who was always trying to take her heart! He already know her identity, he had figured it out long ago. When his aid showed up, she tried and kill the Magical Girl. The Villain stopped her, then the Villain dragged out the Love Interest and the Best Friend, threatening to kill them if the Magical Girl did not become evil. How had the Villain gotten his hands on the love interest and the Best Friend! Cried the Magical Girl. The aid would reveal her identity to be the Magical Girl's Rival, boasting how easy it was to trick the Love Interest and the Best Friend. The Love Interest yelled that the Magical Girl should not give in and that he loved her.

Then the Sidekick would show up, and freed the Magical Girl from her chains. The Magical Girl then gained a new power from the height of her emotion, stripping the Villain and the Rival of their powers and freeing the Best Friend and Love Interest. Everyone then would spend a wonderful life together, except for the Villain and the Rival, who bitter from defeat disappear from the Magical Girl's life, never to be seen again.

If only it were that simple.

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It's been ten years since the smashing defeat of the Villain and the Rival. The Magical Girl has since figured out that things don't go as planned when it comes to life and love. She and the Love Interest broke up seven years ago. The Best Friend found better things to do then babysit a woman who never grew up, and her magical powers have long since faded along with the Sidekick who returned to the wand, waiting for the next chosen one to come along and save the world from some great peril. To sum it up, her life is a shadow of what it used to be.

Now, at twenty-two the Magical Girl has started to get herself back on track. She was never the brightest girl on the block,

Life has a funny way of throwing things back in your face.
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Isis Verine
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( - it's --- 4:03 --- and --- i --- can't --- sleep - )----
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theonlythingthatistillbelieveinisyou
i f - y o u - o n l y - k n e w
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                                          --- l i n k - k o z a k ---
                                          maybe that's the way I should go
                                          STRAIGHT INTO THE MOUTH OF THE UNKOWN
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                                          I [ k e p t ] my whole life in suitcase,------
                                          ------never really stayed in one [ p l a c e ]

Afërdita Navashi
(a-fur-dee-ta nah-vah-she)

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Afërdita "Nadita" Navashi

s i m p l e + c l e a n
is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go



                                Creamy clouds swirled around in the golden sky, much like food colouring dropped into a glass of clear water, turning into a murky gray mixture. If this had been in the universe that boarded this one, people might disregard the incident as a 'cloudy day' but, in this universe, there were no clouds, not gray ones anyways. There was no rain, snow, no sleet, and no sun. The golden sky remained the same, void of anything to light it up, or to black it out. Quite simply, it was never day, and never night. The skyline remained the same, it was perhaps, best described as 'twilight'. Which explained the name given to this odd land, it was the Twilight Realm.

                                So, when a small portion of the sky became gray in colour it was reasonable to be concerned, and Afërdita Navashi, often called Nadita, the sole witness of this phenomenon, was more then a little curious about the odd behavior the sky was exerting. She was naturally curious, which was a trait many Twili possessed, but curiously was usually fed by reading old books and becoming a scholar. Nadita on the other hand, liked when action was involved, in the Twilight Realm it meant she was bored. She'd moved from the city a number of years ago... to find that the vast empty space of the land was nearly as boring.

                                In fact the only interesting thing

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----------------------► IT'S HARD TO LET IT GO.



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----------------its . hard . to . let . it . go


                              Elaine caught a glimpse of what she thought was the prince. When she got closer she thought she had made a mistake. The young man wearing practice gear and holding a wooden sword against, she squinted, it couldn't possibly be, it seemed Sir Birmann was the opponent, she thought the man couldn't be the prince. But, when Lir turned towards her and managed to get in a few smug words before Birmann smacked him with his own wooden sword she realized it could be none other then the infamous prince.

                              Sir Birmann then gave a lecture to the Lir. Elaine suppressed a snicker, but her eyes gave away her amusement at the prince's expense. She noted the crowd, apparently everyone wanted to see what the his royal highness was made of. Then she noticed a few miserable faces and coins being tossed around. They were betting. Elle felt the tiniest bit of sympathy for the prince, she didn't like when people bet on her. The sympathy evaporated when Lir decided to talk back to Birmann. Had Lir been anyone other then the prince Birmann would have hit him again with the sword.

                              Then Lir asked something Elaine had believed he was incapable of asking. He asked for help, he asked for her help and he said please. She decided that if the princeling was smart enough to ask for help, despite his overgrown pride, she'd give it to him. She wasn't an idiot though, Birmann was not an easy person to deal with. She walked over to the prince, and shoved her hand under the leather practice gear, grabbed his shirt and yanked him down into a bow, she bowed herself in the same motion, "Sir, thank you for investing your time teaching his highness." She let the prince's shirt go and walked over to Birmann, "If you please, I'll take over from here... this is for your time" She shoved a few gold coins towards Birmann, he looked at it, and she gestured towards his wooden sword. They made the exchange.

                              Afterward she turned towards the prince. Briefly she tugged on her hair, pulling her ponytail tighter, and shed the tunic she was wearing leaving her only in a light cotton sleeved shirt that was partly untied. She heard a whistle from somewhere and glared darkly in the direction, whoever was making the rude comment shut up. Her attention went back to the prince, she smiled brightly and said "As impatient as you are... learning how to fall is the first thing everyone should learn." She took a few step towards him, until she was a foot and half away smiling up and him, "In case the enemy-" Quickly she hooked her right foot around him, tugged, and pulled his feet from under him. He fell, she figured he landed on more then one newly formed bruise, "- decides to trip you up. The you'll learn defense." She waked him with the wooden sword, and knelt over him "and finally-" she pulled a small knife out of her boot, the sun glinted off knife as she pressed it against his throat, her face was inches from his and a grim smile crossed her face, 'you'll learned to strike." she lowered her voice for only him to hear, "If you want my help, you'll do it my way. To start with you're going to wake me up when you go sneaking off. I'll stay in the shadows, but I'm here to keep you alive. There's people far more skilled then you, and who play far more unfair. After I decided you're ready enough that you can walk around town and not be killed by anyone who can throw a knife across a room, we'll talk about freedoms." She backed off placing the knife back in her boot. She stood up and offered her hand, quietly she asked, "Will you at least give it a try, Lir?"


when we are older you'll understand, it's enough when I say so
& maybe some things are that simple
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WELL DON'T YOU THINK THAT WE'RE TAKING THIS A LITTLE TOO FAR ?


                              Yuna turned to leave and as she did she almost ran straight Akira, she took a step back as he looked at her. She opened her mouth to tell him to get out of her way when he unexpectedly erupted into a long story. While he ranted at her, she crossed her fingers that no one walking past the room would hear him, or if they did think nothing of it. Sure, he closed the door, but the walls weren't made of concrete.

                              She was about to tell him to leave before he humiliated himself anymore, when he broke into his problems at home. This through Yuna off-guard, while she had her suspicions that something at home was not going well, from what she gathered from her colleges is that if he did have a problem he didn't talk about it to anybody. The fact he told Yuna, was completely uncalled for. He had been trying to impress her that he was an adult, but this display was completely childish. Yuna had a terrible soft spot for children though, so when Akira tried to leave, she dragged him inside her room. "Sit down." She told him firmly but not unkindly.

                              Carefully she settled down in her desk, thinking about what to say. Finally she said "I don't hate you, Akira.". Which was true, she found his advances annoying and troublesome, but she didn't hate him. "Why didn't you tell anyone you were having trouble at home?" She asked him, she decided to leave this whole 'I'm in love' thing for another time, it might not be the best idea, but this kid was clearly in need of help right now, she was afraid if she told him that she didn't like him that way, and even if she did it wouldn't matter, he'd crumple back into his shell, where she couldn't help him.

                              "Look, you can stay at my place tonight." She couldn't believe she was doing this. Yuna took out a piece of paper and scribbled down an address and an apartment number. "Only for tonight, and you'll have to sleep on the couch." She placed the paper in front of him, and gathered her things and left the room.

                              She got in her crappy car and drove to a corner store where she bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. She lite one up as she drove home, feeling a little better. She opened the door to her apartment, if Akira wanted to come here tonight he could. She didn't live far from the school. Then she started leafing through the phone book, trying to find a place where he might be able to stay.

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----A L E X A N D R A----
L-O-V-E's just another word i never learned to pronounce
( h o w d o i s a y i 'm s o r r y c a u s e )
the word is never gonna come out



                              Alexandra was not impressed. She had been on her cellphone trying to get a hold of someone, anyone, who could ship a car full of young adults to the middle of nowhere, tonight. Everyone she had called so far couldn't come at all or they were so far away that they couldn't get to the house for a whole ******** week. Alex could dead by then. "Come on..." She whined into her cellphone, "I just need anyone between the ages fifteen and twenty-eight who's semi-hot... Even a straight girl, or gay boy, I can make them change their mind..." The girl on the other side made a comment on how Alexandra should be at least try and act a little more discreet in her choice of partners. "Look, I don't want to be left here all week with no one to ********]" The girl on the other end told Alex even nymphomaniac's could live a whole week without sex and hung up.

                              Alex stared at the phone for a second, she was about to dial another number when Alice's voice carried across the house. "I'm trying to get another living being over to this goddamn villa tonight!" She yelled as she stomped up the stairs. She grabbed her bag and tossed into the room across from her sister's, "If I don't find someone now, were going to be stuck with each other all week, possibly longer! You'll have no one to tease and I'll have no one to sleep with." Alexandra shivered despite the heat of the summer.

                              The twins just completed their senior year of school where they were infamously known as the heartbreak sisters. Alice and Alex liked fooling around, although they did it differently. Alice liked to keep her prey around for a long time, and Alex. Well, she was the queen of one night stands. She had a few on again off again partners. They were from when she started having sex at sixteen, when relationships were important to her. Since she became eighteen it was easy enough to pick someone up at the bar. If there was no one at the normal bars, she went to the gay bars to pick up women. Sex didn't matter Alexandra.

                              Now she was stuck in the beach villa. There was a town, but it was an hour away, not to mention the twins didn't have a car with them. They would have to call a cab, which they could afford, but it meant it would take twice as long. The best bet was to let some hot kids sleep at their enormous villa for a few nights, pick their favorites and send the rest packing. But, it looked as though no one could come immediately so she was stuck with her sister, and only her sister.

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