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Saying good-bye is never easy...especially when it means forever. Nobody wants to lose someone they love or are close too, but unfortunatly it happens all to often. Death is as much a part of life, as life itself is. Though the worst part about death, is that you don't know when its coming. It could be in the next few minutes, I could be next week, or several long years down the road. You never know when your time, or the time of those you love have finally come to a close. And when it actually happens, nine times out of then, we're not ready for it. We didn't get the chance to say good-bye. Never got the chance to say you're sorry for some past transgression. And at the end of they day, all you have left are memories and a mind full of regrets. So whats a person to do?
This is the story of those who have loved and lost, those who have cared about someone, only to lose them to the unmerciful hands of fate. And this is their story of closure, their time to move on, their chance to say goodbye...
This story begins in a camp, a getaway, place where individuals who need help coping are sent. The teens in this story, all have lost someone they loved or cared about. Some of them never got the chance to say goodbye. Some of them wish that the last words they every exchanged with that individual was "I Love you" rather than "I hate you" or some other words they never really ment. Some of them blame themselves for that other persons death. Some of them set in motion the factors that lead to the others demise. Either way they are all here to move on, and get on with their lives. They meet new friends, some fall in love, some might move on, some might never get over the aching loss in their heart.
But thats not where our story ends. No my friends this story has a twist. This is no ordinary camp. This place is special. Theres a curse, a sort of enchantment on the place that in a sense make the dead come to life. The ones that these teens think they lost are drawn here, allowed to say a final good-bye, but of course there are always rules. The person that the dead want to see, to come in contact with, can't see them. But these spirits can make themselves seen by anyone else on camp grounds. They see and speak with the other spirits, and some ask to pass their message along to the otherside. Though lets all be honest here. If you had someone you loved who died, would you be able to move on and find someone else? Eventually, you more than likely would, and most would like to say the said deceased wouldn't mind. But what if that person did? What if you didn't know the dead had come back to life and are watching you? Asking you why you've so quickly moved on and forgotten them? Or maybe, just maybe, they are happy as long as you are....
This is our story, now let us begin...

Saying good-bye is never easy...especially when it means forever. Nobody wants to lose someone they love or are close too, but unfortunatly it happens all to often. Death is as much a part of life, as life itself is. Though the worst part about death, is that you don't know when its coming. It could be in the next few minutes, I could be next week, or several long years down the road. You never know when your time, or the time of those you love have finally come to a close. And when it actually happens, nine times out of then, we're not ready for it. We didn't get the chance to say good-bye. Never got the chance to say you're sorry for some past transgression. And at the end of they day, all you have left are memories and a mind full of regrets. So whats a person to do?
This is the story of those who have loved and lost, those who have cared about someone, only to lose them to the unmerciful hands of fate. And this is their story of closure, their time to move on, their chance to say goodbye...
This story begins in a camp, a getaway, place where individuals who need help coping are sent. The teens in this story, all have lost someone they loved or cared about. Some of them never got the chance to say goodbye. Some of them wish that the last words they every exchanged with that individual was "I Love you" rather than "I hate you" or some other words they never really ment. Some of them blame themselves for that other persons death. Some of them set in motion the factors that lead to the others demise. Either way they are all here to move on, and get on with their lives. They meet new friends, some fall in love, some might move on, some might never get over the aching loss in their heart.
But thats not where our story ends. No my friends this story has a twist. This is no ordinary camp. This place is special. Theres a curse, a sort of enchantment on the place that in a sense make the dead come to life. The ones that these teens think they lost are drawn here, allowed to say a final good-bye, but of course there are always rules. The person that the dead want to see, to come in contact with, can't see them. But these spirits can make themselves seen by anyone else on camp grounds. They see and speak with the other spirits, and some ask to pass their message along to the otherside. Though lets all be honest here. If you had someone you loved who died, would you be able to move on and find someone else? Eventually, you more than likely would, and most would like to say the said deceased wouldn't mind. But what if that person did? What if you didn't know the dead had come back to life and are watching you? Asking you why you've so quickly moved on and forgotten them? Or maybe, just maybe, they are happy as long as you are....
This is our story, now let us begin...
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First Rule: I'm sick of joining rps, only to have them die before they reach the third page. So if you don't plan on posting alot, don't bother with this rp. I actually want this to last more than a page, thanks.
ɢєиєяαʟ: I'm not going to insult your intelligence by going through the list of Gaia TOS. You should aready know about swearing, Pg ratings, and skipping certain sexual scenes. So follow them so I don't have to list them.
ρσsтιиɢ: Use real pictures. I don't care if they are of yourself, a friend, someone famous. I really don't care as long they match your character. For instance, don't have an emo looking picture for someone who is emo. Or don't have someone who looks 12 playing someone who is 18. Got it? Good. Now please attempt to make you're posts someone creative or pretty looking. If you need help with a layout, than by all means let me know and I will help you out. About length, this is a Lit to Advance Literate thread. Which means I want at least 2 paragraphs per post, no less. I don't give a crap if you have writers block, describe something until you get enough for 2 posts. If you can't do that, than please leave. Also its more about quality rather than quanity. I don't care if you can write a damn novel, but if I can't understand a thing you're trying to say, sorry, bye bye. Now I'm not a grammer nazi or anything of that sorts. I'm not perfect, and I mess up spelling and what not. I'm not perfect and I'm not expecting anyone else to be either.
ρяσғιʟεs αи∂ яεsεяvaтισиs: Follow the Layout I give you. Fill out everything. Title both profiles and reservs as "Watch over me." for the ones left behind and "I'm Watching" for the spirits. Pm these to me. HiddenConfines. Do not fill out a profile till I have accepted your reserve. Reserves will only last for 24 hours. After that your spot is up for grabs.
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These are those still living. The characters that feel they have been left behind by someone....
Note: If all characters are filled up I am more than willing to accept ideas to add more, but only if they are all filled up first. Thanks.
Based on the true-life accounts
Note: If all characters are filled up I am more than willing to accept ideas to add more, but only if they are all filled up first. Thanks.
Based on the true-life accounts
The Females ♀:

мч иαмє ιs:●Addison Lynn Fendt●
xxxxx ι αм Nine-teen чєαяs σʟ∂
xxxxxι αм●The Faithless Friend●
cσʟσя мє●Mediumvioletred●
xxxxxмч ρυρρєт мαsтєя ιs ●♥HiddenConfines ●
мч wσя∂s ● < are Law. > ●
The Faithless Friend: Once upon a time this girl had a best friend. Actually they didn't start out as friends. She was the best friend to his (Mr. Saddened Heart) best friend's little sister. Her friends brother and Mr. Saddened Heart would constantly pick on them, lock them out of the house on some nights, and just tease them like big brothers are supposed to. It wasn't until Mr. Saddened Heart moved away, when things changed. For one reason or another they stayed in touch, and through phone conversations, Instant messages, and emails, the two over the years grew into amazing friends. They had deep conversations about life and love and everything inbetween, they even told each other their deepest, darkest secrets. It wasn't long till Addison learned that Mr. Saddened Heart was thinking about taking his life. He told her she was the only reason he held on so long. But one day Addison had to go away. She said she would be back in three months and they could keep in contact through written letters. He never wrote. When she finally came home, she tried to call, she tried to write, there was never a reply. Six days later she learned Mr Saddened Heart had taken his own life. Now Addison has lost her faith in nearly everything. She blames herself for his death. Will she be able to let go, and move on? Regain her faith in the things she once believed in, or will she let the saddness consume her soul?

мч иαмє ιs:●Anabelle Serenity Rebane●
xxxxx ι αм Twenty чєαяs σʟ∂
xxxxxι αм●the lost lover●
cσʟσя мє●medium purple●
xxxxxмч ρυρρєт мαsтєя ιs ●♥Divine_Goddess_K ●
мч wσя∂s ● < one & two> ●
The Lost Lover: Anabelle was the happiest girl alive, once upon a time. She had everything she could ask for. A wonderful family, an even more amazing boyfriend, (The War Hero) who she had grown up with, and known nearly her entire life. The stars seemed to align for her, and all she kept thinking was 'it can't get any better than this.' She had only ever been with one guy, her boyfriend. She was innocent, and as lovely as nature. Everything was perfect, than one day, it got even better, if that was possible. The War Hero, took her out to their special spot, got down on one knee, and asked her to spend the rest of her life in his arms. Of course she agreed! And life was perfect, and she thought it would stay that way. Then came the problems of dealing with a husband in the military. She thought she could handle it, since she was able to handle it as his girlfriend. Needless to say she learned married life was far different than a simple relationship. She moved away from her home, and family to be with her beloved. They had a few problems, like long hours of work she had to deal with, lack of affection, and no family, and hardly any friends to help her. She relied on the friends of her nieghbors, and the other wives to help her through it. They were working out their problems and everything seemed good. That was until The War Hero was sent off to war. She waited for him, every day praying he'd make it back in one peace. He called as often as he could, and they wrote each other daily. It was nearly time for him to come home. She was expecting him to come. But low and behold luck was not on her side, and her beloved became a War Hero, brough home to her in a wooden box, drapped with a flag. Now The Lost Lover is lost. Unsure of what to do with herself or how to live life after she had given up everything for someone who died at war. Will she be able to move on? Meet someone new and fall in love again? After all, she's still fairly young...
The Lonely Twin: This girl, and her sister (Miss Why Me) were practicly inseprable. They were complete oposites personality wise, but they were still best friends. They did nearly everything together, from going to the same parties, to joining the same sports or after school activities. They were pretty, they were popular, they literally had their entire lives ahead of them. After graduation, The Lonely Twin being Valedictorian, they decided to try to spend some time apart, just to see if they would be able to handle it for college, the up coming year. So they went their seperate ways for a while, always keeping in touch, but enjoying their own lives as best they could. Then came the time when they had to decide if they would go to the same college or not. Miss Why Me wanted to continue on with her own life, she felt free, happy, not held down by someone else. The Lonely Twin on the other hand wanted to be back with her sister. To party, and dance, and go to school together. Eventually they decided on going to the same school, with little rules about still having time for themselves. One night the twins decided to go to a party off campus. They went in the same car, and had a fairly good time. Until Miss Why Me got a little too drunk and wanted to wander off with a strange guy. The Lonely Twin was always the more responsible of the two, so she was sober, and attempted to take her drunk sister home, away from the guys who had planned to use her. This didn't fly well in the mind of a drunk teenager. Words were exchanged the entire drive home, only they didn't make it the whole way home. There were other drivers on the road, and some of them weren't as responsible as The Lonely Twin. A drunk driver collieded with them, causing a horrible accident in which Miss Why Me didn't make it out alive. Now all The Lonely Twin can think about, are the last words she said to her sister, and how it should have been her instead. Will she ever get her chance to apologize and move on? Or will she forever ask why she lived and her sister didn't?
The Males: ♂
Mr. I Found the One: This guy has been a play boy his whole life. He's never kept a girl past the "I Love You" stage, and has had more women than a person could hope to have. He ejoyed this part of his life, lived it well. He'd broken some hearts, but he'd never had his own heart broken. He was a commitaphobe, until he met the girl who changed it all (The Weak at Heart). When he met her, they agreed it was just a fling, a one night stand. But that one night stand turned into another night and another. Eventually they decided to date, but they seemed to be better friends than they were lovers. So they established a friendship, throwing in a fling here and there. Slowly Mr. I Found the One, started to fall in Love, but The Weak at Heart was in love with another. He had waited to late to tell her exactly how he felt. So he watched at the sidelines as she gave her love up to someone else, all the while he remained her friend, waiting for his chance to tell the girl she was the one, The one he wanted to change for. Unfortunately he never had the chance. The Weak at Heart, had a weak heart. She had a condition known as Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, passed down through her blood lines. Her life was quickly fadding from his hands, and all he could do was watch her slowly die. Then came the news that a new heart had come in, and she was next on the donors list. Mr. I Found the One, rejoiced at the same time he wept, knowing that the operation could be a successful one, as well as a failure. He planned to tell her exactly how he felt after her surgery. He had made the decision that no matter what he would tell her. He never got the chance. The Weak at Heart's body rejected the new heart, and unfortunatly wasn't granted another chance at life. Now Mr. I found the One, wishes everday that he would have told her how he felt. If he could do it over again he would, just to spend the last few days with her, knowing if she loved him back or not. Will Mr. I Found the One, ever find out if The Weak at heart loved him back? And if he does, will it be the answer hes always wanted to hear? Or will he move on and find someone else who will become the "one."
The Normal Teenager: This guy was a normal teenage boy. He joined some sports, made some friends. He went out to parties, and stayed out all hours of the night reaking havok on the town with his friends. They would go into old abandoned houses rummered to be haunted, just to see if it was. They would toilet paper a teachers house, and steal the lighted candy canes from peoples yards during christmas. They lived life to the fullest, and enjoyed nearly everyday. Though he and his group believed themselves to be invincible. The Normal Teenager was close with all his friends in his group, but espescially close to one, The Dare-Devil. One night, the Dare-Devil decided their little pranks weren't enough to satisfy his addiction to adreniline. So one night, The Dare-Devil decided he wanted a bigger thrill. He wanted to race a train. Of course his buddies, including The Normal Teenager told him it was a stupid idea but he didn't listen. In the end, the train won. Now the Normal Teenager has trouble sleeping, he can't seem to get the sight out of his head. Will he ever be able to get rid of the night mares, or at least find a way to deal with them, or will he always be haunted by PTSD? (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder).

мч иαмє ιs:●Dante Lee Gallo●
xxxxx ι αм twenty чєαяs σʟ∂
xxxxxι αм●Mr. I Only Met Her Once●
cσʟσя мє●skyblue●
xxxxxмч ρυρρєт мαsтєя ιs ●♥Pillow Napper ●
мч wσя∂s ● [one] x [two] ●
Mr. I Only Met her Once: This guy has been a bad boy, a rebel, his entire life. People of authority have always looked down on him, claiming he would never amount to anything. Though this guy never really cared what anyone thought about him. He did what he wanted, when he wanted, and no one told him to do otherwise. Because he was a bad boy, he seemed to attract quite a few girls, including Miss I Like Em Bad. He was attracted to her, agreed to take her on date. They planned the date, they planned the time. But I Like Em Bad never showed up. Rummor had it, she found herself another bad boy, which mad Mr. I Only Met Her Once rather perturbed, but he dropped it, thinking he'd never see the girl again. A few months later the girl called him out of the blue, asking if he wanted to meet up. Again they set a plan. Again, the girl never showed, only this time it wasn't her choice. Somewhere along the line she met the wrong bad boy, and he had had his way with her, than took her life. And guess who just happened to find her body? Of course none other than Mr. I Only Met Her Once. And of course no one believed him when he said he just happened upon her body, after all the girl told all her friends she was going to meet him, and he did have a reputation with the cops. Well needless to say, he was persicuted for a crime he didn't commit, that is until the actual perpatrator was found, and confessed to the murder. So even though Mr. I Only Met Her Once only met the girl once, she had a profound impact on his life. Will he ever get over the fact that he found her body, and then was blamed for his death? Will people still look at him like a murderer, rather than a guy who simply was in the wrong place at the wrong time?
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These are those not living. The characters have in some way left someone behind....
Note: If all characters are filled up I am more than willing to accept ideas to add more, but only if they are all filled up first. Thanks.
Note: If all characters are filled up I am more than willing to accept ideas to add more, but only if they are all filled up first. Thanks.
The Males: ♂
Mr Saddend Heart: He was the best friend to The faithless friend. He had always spilled his heart out to her, relied on her to be there when he needed her. But then she was gone. It was only supposed to be three months, but three months felt like a life-time to someone who was tired of living. He knew it wasn't her fault though. She had a life to live. But he couldn't find solace in this world much longer. His girlfriend was cheating on him, his parents had split up. People at school were cruel to him. His entire life was crashing around him and he felt he couldn't take it anymore. So he ended his own pain. Only he didn't realize the impact his death would have on The faithless friend. He wants to tell her he's sorry, that it was never her fault. To thank her for standing with him as long as she could. He has so many words he wants to tell her, with no way to actually tell her. Will he ever get his chance?
The War Hero: This guy fell in love with the girl next door (The Lost Lover) from the moment they first played in the sandbox together. They grew up together, and eventually had had the guts to ask her out. Everything seemed perfect from then on out. He joined the military and was sent off to his duty station but he drove back to see his girlfriend every weeked, and every chance he could get. He called her every day, and sent her random gifts. She was his everything. Then one day he decieded to ask her to marry him. He was extatic when she accepted, they married and he took her with him to his duty station, their new home. Then came the news that he was going off to war. He wasn't frightened, he promised (The Lost Lover) that he'd make it back for her. He didn't realize how wrong he was. He wants to tell her hes sorry, wants to tell her how much she ment to him. But what if she finds someone else? Would he be able to let go of the love of his life? Or would he haunt the new man until he runs away?
The Dare-Devil: He's the kind of guy, who would do just about anything for a thrill. He loved the adrenaline rushing through his viens. He liked hanging out with his friends and doing stupid crazy things, though most of his friends never really did anything as crazy as he did. He truely felt he was invincible. Boy was he wrong. Though at the time he wanted the ultimate thrill. The feel that you get when you know you are inches away from death. And what better way to get that than race a train? He almost had it too. Oh had he felt that thrill, though it only lasted a split second, than the reality that he wasn't going to make it set in. He didn't realize then how much he could impact some of his friends. They had watched him die. They had been the ones who called an ambulence, and watched as the police picked up the body parts scattered everywhere. If he was still alive it would have given him nightmares too. He owes his friend The Normal Teenager at least something, but what that is, and how he can make up for his mistakes he doesn't know yet.
The Females ♀:

мч иαмє ιs:●Sophia Elise McConnelly●
xxxxx ι αм Twenty One чєαяs σʟ∂
xxxxxι αм●Miss Why Me●
cσʟσя мє●dodgerblue●
xxxxxмч ρυρρєт мαsтєя ιs ●♥Ultimate_LOVE_Penguin ●
мч wσя∂s ● [~] ●
Miss Why Me: She was the exact opposite of her twin sister, who was smart and responsible. Miss Why Me was wild and carefree. As much as she loved her sister, she was never as free with her as she was by herself. Her sister was always making sure she never did anything she might regret in the morning. Sure it was probably a good thing, but Miss Why Me never stopped to think about it that way. She just wanted to live, she fought with her sister about it all the time. Even on that dreaded life when her life was ended. And even in her death she still feels selfish. She asks all the time why she survived, when her sister was in the same damn accident. Yeah it sounded selfish, but she'd never get the chance to say it anyways, and even if she did, she wouldn't tell her that part. She was happy as well as jealous that her sister was still alive and she wasn't her sister didn't know how to let loose and have fun like she did. Will this restless spirit be able to settle down a little, and realize that sometimes its not all about her? Will she be able to talk through the issues that surrounded her death with her sister?

мч иαмє ιs:●Kaitlyn Anne Marie Barns●
xxxxx ι αм seventeen чєαяs σʟ∂
xxxxxι αм●the Weak at Heart●
cσʟσя мє●teal●
xxxxxмч ρυρρєт мαsтєя ιs ●♥skull gal_b-day ●
мч wσя∂s ● XX ●
Miss Weak At Heart: The poor girl had met a guy she really did care about. A guy she found herself slowly falling for, even though she knew she shouldn't. He (Mr. I Found the One smile was a player, he was a one night stand kind of guy. So she agreed to it. Why not, you only live once, and she liked him. But that one night ended up being alot more, and she couldn't help but fall for him. They tried a relationship. Oh how they tried. But you can't keep a man who loves flings away from flings. So they decided it be best to be friends. The girl still had feelings for him. But she thought he would never settle down, never fall in love, and if he did, she always believed she wasn't the one he'd fall for. If he had, wouldn't he of told her already? So instead Miss Weak At Heart found someone else. Everything was slowly coming together. She was friends with Mr. I Found the One and she had a loving boyfriend. But of course sometimes life doesn't work perfectly. Come to find out she had a genetic disease called Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. She knew she was dying, and dying quick. But they had a heart for her, one last chance to live. But the girl's body rejected the heart, so there she was, a spirit trapped in time. Now she wants nothing more than to talk to the boy who originally stole her heart. Does he feel about her the way she used to feel about him, and if he did, would she? Would they ever get the chance to express exactly how they felt towards each other?
Miss I Like Em Bad: What could the girl say? She liked bad-boys. There was something about them that was just so alluring. So of course she couldn't help but want to go after Mr. I Only Met her Once. She planned on meeting him, wanted to go out with him, but she met someone who was even more of a bad boy than he was. Sure it sounds low, but what could the girl say? She had an addiction. Little did she know that addiction would be the end of her. So she dated the guy for a while, but he started getting violent with her, so she told him to hit the road. The guy didn't take it too well, but for the most part he left her alone. Until she decided to take Mr. I Only Met her Once up on that date he offered a while back. This time she really planned on going. Got all dressed up and everything to go meet him. Apparently her ex found out, and well...he wasn't to please. He had his way with her, and took her life. Only to confess his crime after he had already ruined Mr. I Only Met her Once's reputation. She felt guilty for how his life was basicly ruined because of her. So she wants the chance to apoligize to a boy she never really knew. Will she ever get that chance?
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[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][color=grey]Brief explination as to why[/color]
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[color=grey]ι'м ∂αмαɢє∂ [/color]
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[color=grey]ι waит тσ sαч [/color]
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[color=white]xxxxx[/color][color=grey]ι αм[/color]►[color=Posting Color][u]Role reserving[/u][/color]►
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[color=Posting Color][u]● Like 2[/u][/color]
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[color=Posting Color][u]● Dislike 2 or Fear[/u][/color]
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[color=grey]ι'м ∂αмαɢє∂ [/color]
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[color=grey]ι waит тσ sαч [/color]
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● The Roleplay will begin as the living individuals arrive at the camp. The spirits too will be drawn there for reasons unknown to them, until they see the person they have things left to tell things to. Remember they can't talk to them, but if they want to they can show themselves to the other people.
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Shhh...Don't tell anyone...but... Kaitlyn (The Weak At Heart) was pregnant with Mr. I Found the One's children, but she never told him. When she had them (twins), she gave them to her cousin and told her She'd take them back when she was ready. No one knew.
xxxxxxxxShhh...Don't tell anyone...but... Anabelle (The Lost Lover) lost her first child from traumatic shock on, her deceased husbands death.
Shhh...Don't tell anyone...but... Addison (The Faithless friend) has a horrible studdering problem. Mostly when she's scared or nervous though.
xxxxxxxxShhh...Don't tell anyone...but...
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Sorry, I never told you, all I wanted to say.
Now it's too late to hold you.
Cause you've flown away, so far away.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Now it's too late to hold you.
Cause you've flown away, so far away.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

мч иαмє ιs xxxα∂∂ιsσиxxxʟчииxxxғєиdт
And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven,
Like so many friends we've lost along the way,
And I know eventually we'll be together.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxOne sweet day.
Like so many friends we've lost along the way,
And I know eventually we'll be together.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxOne sweet day.

There wasn't a smile on her face, the girl rarely smiled anymore. Even though the cabin that would be her home for a while looked utterly fantastic, it didn't ease the pain in the girls heart. When her best friend took his own life, it nearly took everything she believed in away from her. You should have seen it coming. Done something to stop it. Its all your fault. Her mind echoed the blame she felt in her heart, eating away at her soul. She tried shaking her head, shaking her thoughts away, but they always came back. Especially now. Her mother said she needed to go somewhere where professionals could help her deal with what had happened. So they sent her here. The very same camp she was working at when her friend had taken his own life. Exactly the opposite of the place she wanted to be. It was funny how the roles seemed oddly reveresed. Once upon at time she was one of the counselors comforting those who lost someone. Now she was the one who needed comforting. She knew the tactics, knew what they would say to her to deal with it. No one here could help her. She just needed to forget. Forget everything and move on with her life.
Sighing Addison finally got up from the bottom rack of her bed. She was sharing the cabin with another a few other girls but Addison seemed to be the first to arrive. She took in a deep breath of the woodland air and steped out of her cabin, squinting at the sunlight that met her eye. How odd if felt to her to be a camper this time. She felt at a loss of what to do. Normally she would go about her daily routine, completing a list of chores that was tasked to each counselor, but not today. Today her only chore was to relax. To make some friends, and get aquantied with the new enviornment. Addison didn't want any of this. She already knew the layout of the camp, and friends...well what was the point in having any of those? What was the point in making another friend if she was just going to lose him or her in the end? No, Addison didn't want to make any friends. All she ever wanted to do was forget. But memories scratched into a person's mind were hard to earse.
The girl headed towards the mess hall, thinking food would probably be a good idea about now. As she entered the large facility she spied a poster on the wall. It held the phrase that she hated oh so much. "Rejoice in the good time." The girl snorted. Rejoice. What was there to rejoice about? Why would she want to? It sounded like a nice concept, but why in the world would she be happy that her best friend was dead? It made no sense to the girl. Ya they had some good times, some great times even, but she always believed that they would have many more to come. They had plans. They were going to grow up, and stay by each others side forever, best friends till the end of all time. Addison always thought they would get that time. Not that it would be stripped away from her like a snap of a finger. If that was forever, forever came to quick.
But there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and his tears are pourin' down
that's how you know he's watchin'
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwishin' he could be here now...
and his tears are pourin' down
that's how you know he's watchin'
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwishin' he could be here now...
αи∂ ι αмxxxтнєxxxƒαιтнʟєssxxxƒяιєи∂

...and sometimes when I am lonely
I remember he can see
there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and he's watchin' over you and mexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I remember he can see
there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and he's watchin' over you and mexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Aиαbєllє ღ Sєяєиιtу ღ Rєbαиє




I have loved to the point of madness,
XThat which is called madness,
XXThat which to me,
XXXIs the only sensible way to love.
To fear love is to fear life,
and those who fear life are already three parts dead. X
and those who fear life are already three parts dead. X
Come back to me in dreams, that I may give
Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:X
Speak low, lean low,XX
As long ago, my love, how long ago.
XXXPulse for pulse, breath for breath:X
Speak low, lean low,XX
As long ago, my love, how long ago.
Im Known as the . . . Lost Lover
But you can call me. . . Ana
My Current Outfit is. . . im here
Mood. . . Sad
XxXA young adult sat in the car of 2 other female. As they drove down the country side. The young women in the back, put in the I pod and started tapping her foot to the beat of the music. Her ring band glitter by the sun as she stared at the 3 stone ring. A tear gradually escaped and before the drivers, who were her two older sister saw her, Anabelle wiped her tears. Yes the Asian beauty was no other then Anabelle Serenity Rebane The lost lover and the most depressant person in their family at the moment.
Her sisters decided for the best to send her to this camp to help her get back her life on track as they pulled up to the camp. Anabelle got out the car pulling up her hoodie, she took out her suitcase and did a tearful (on her sisters behalf) goodbye. Anabelle walked over only to see a councilor come up to her asking her name...Anabelle looked at him, her eyes showing no emotions " Ana, Anabelle, Anabelle Serenity Rebane. " He nodded and lead her to her cabin room.XxXThere seemed to be a lot of things going on at the moment, the sad thing was all she could of think about was her beloved deceased husband and her unborn son... Maddox. Anabelle bit her bottom lips as she continued up the walk with the male councilor he was asking her a question, but right now talking was not something she wants to do now. But he seemed very curious, and Anabelle told him a short story of it. married a army man, from my childhood, he died at war and I lost something important to me and I am only twenty. Just keep quiet and bring me where I am to go " She blasted her music louder as he seemed a bit surprise about her short a** story. Anabelle finally reached her cabin and chose the bed closer to the window where she could sit and write songs and poetry. She packed away her stuff, threw her I pod in one of the draws that where hers and she left to go see the lake.
XxXShe sat down and started to cry her eyes out, wiping her eyes with her sweater Anabelle tried to not cry. Her dark brown eyes shined brightly in the sun thanks to the light and her crying. She whispered softly " I miss you everyday... you are not only a war hero, but my hero and love... We only part to meet again. " Anabelle got up and bowed automatically something she did always when she felt to leave a message for her husband. Anabelle walked back to her cabin and changed her shoes into hello Kitty flats. She walked on over to the mess hall and she decided to grab something to eat but the whole time in her head she kept singing different quotes "Where you used to be, there's a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in
the daytime, and falling into at night. I miss you like hell.... What shall I do, Now my love is gone? Toss on an empty, Bed alone?" She repeated those two qoutes as she sat in a chair far from people. She played with her wedding ring which remained on her left hands up to now since the first day her deceased husband put it on her finger. Anabelle pulled down her sunglasses and put on her hoodie, she wanted to go back home.Love comes into your being like a
Xtidal wave ... Sometimes it withdraws
XXlike a wave, till there isn't such a thing
XXXas a pool left, and every bit of your heart
XXXXis as dry as seaweed beyond the wave's
XXXXXreach.
Where you used to be,
there's a hole in the world,X
which I find myself constantlyXX
walking around in the daytime,XXX
and falling into at night.XXXX
I miss you like hellXXXXX
there's a hole in the world,X
which I find myself constantlyXX
walking around in the daytime,XXX
and falling into at night.XXXX
I miss you like hellXXXXX






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Sorry, I never told you, all I wanted to say.
Now it's too late to hold you.
Cause you've flown away, so far away.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Now it's too late to hold you.
Cause you've flown away, so far away.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

мч иαмє ιs xxxα∂∂ιsσиxxxʟчииxxxғєиdт
And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven,
Like so many friends we've lost along the way,
And I know eventually we'll be together.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxOne sweet day.
Like so many friends we've lost along the way,
And I know eventually we'll be together.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxOne sweet day.

Even though Addison's stomach felt empty, the girl didn't eat much. She knew the emptiness wasn't entirely lack of food. It was also the part of her that was missing. Which ment she knew that no matter how much the girl stuffed her face, it wouldn't bring [Mr. Saddenedd Heart] back, and it wouldn't fill the emptiness inside her. Besides eating little was a way of punishing herself. Reminding her that it was ultimatly all her fault. She didn't deserve to be filled with full, or to be happy and content. No, she didn't deserve that. She deserved some sort of punishment worse than rarely eating. But she wasn't about to go all pyschologicaly crazy or anything and try and harm herself physically. Sure she was depressed, but not that far gone. She wouldn't do what he did. She wouldn't put anyone else through the pain that she was going through now.
Addison glanced around her, at the saddenend angry faces of the few campers that had pulled themselves out of bed. A feat she realized was no easy task. How many times had she wondered before why it took so long for them to get out of bed. Now she understood. She understood all to well. An Asian girl sitting in a corner far away from everyone else caught her eye. She was playing with her wedding ring, a forlorn expression on her otherwise pretty face. Addison wondered who she had lost. A brother, a lover, a friend? The way she played with the ring, Addison assumed she had recently lost her husband. It had to be a loss, the girl looked barely old enough to marry, so the marrige had to of been fresh. It was heartbreaking to see all the people around her. Knowing they all knew what each other was going through, yet at the same time they were all completely alone, and no one could understand them. Every situation was different, every situation was the same.
She wondered what she would have said to the girl if she'd still be counsler, rather than a camper. Now she understood there was nothing anyone could say to take away that pain. It was all pointless babble. The point of the counslers was to help them, but in reality, they just pissed them off all the more. Making the camper feel more closed off from the real world. Saying things like eventually you'll move on, things will get better. She didn't want to move on, she didnt want things to get better. She wanted to go back in time and spend the rest of her life in the moments she'd locked away in her heart. No counsler her could give her that. With a sigh the girl got up from her seat, throwing her tray away. Then not knowing what else to do at the moment, she sat back down. It was that lost feeling again. That feeling of uselessness when she didn't remember what it was like to actually have a goul in life.
But there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and his tears are pourin' down
that's how you know he's watchin'
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwishin' he could be here now...
and his tears are pourin' down
that's how you know he's watchin'
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwishin' he could be here now...
αи∂ ι αмxxxтнєxxxƒαιтнʟєssxxxƒяιєи∂

...and sometimes when I am lonely
I remember he can see
there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and he's watchin' over you and mexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I remember he can see
there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and he's watchin' over you and mexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
