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She opened the door, just enough for a quick glance. Of course, what the middle-aged woman saw made her sigh with disappointment. “____ sweetie, why do you trap yourself in your room once again? Open some of the blinds! For Pete’s sake, I can barely see you!” The woman approached the window by was stopped by her only daughter. “Mom! Please just leave me alone just for the next hour. I am waiting for the perfect moment to sell them. If I miss it we won’t have any food on the table.” She replied calmly and walked back to her seat. With both hands on the keyboard, ____ monitored all three large screens posit

"Okay class, today we shall have a little activity. Each one of you will get a piece of paper. You can fold it in any way, shape or form and line up at the right side of the room. Then we will each take turns throwing our pieces of paper. If anyone can throw the paper so it hits the wall the whole class will get a piece of candy." I smiled at the little students. "Yeah! I am so going to get this! I rock at paper airplanes!" Chris, an energetic young boy, cheered. He must have folded at least twenty times before finally being satisfied with his work. Some of the students started to line up and within a few minutes they were all standing. Well

You skimmed over the small note you found in your locker. You almost choked when you read it and sprinted to the roof. You ran up the stairs panting and praying you weren't too late. Tears formed in your eyes as you clinched onto the paper in your hand. Worry and doubts filled your mind only making matters worse. You made it to the top floor and swung the door open. A small sigh of relief was released when you saw he was still alive. Yet you couldn't breathe easy until he was off of the ledge. You tried to walk up to him but he gave you a dirty glare. Your heart split in two when his eyes met yours. "___! Get away! I just want to jump in pea

As you tried to pull away from the Frenchman, his grip just got tighter. "Let go of me!" ____ screamed, but your pleats just made him smile. "Now, Now ____, don't be a bad girl! You know that only turns me on!" Francis chuckled. "God, please let me go!" You begged. Then you felt his grip loosen as someone else picked you up, firefighter style. At first you hoped that it was Ludwig but you saw him staring from the other side of the room. As you felt a soft scarf rub against your face you smiled. " Thanks Ivan" You said as he put you down. "No problem, he was bothering you, da?" You and Ivan have been neighbors ever since you moved with

The country of Germany never ceases to amaze you. Everything was so exotic, from the Alps to the beaches, everything seemed so beautiful. Not to mention, the people were some of the nicest in the world! As you walked down the plaza in the small town, everyone greeted you with a big smile. "Guten Tag" "Oh, um Guten Tag!" You replied to the kind old lady. You didn't know much German, but you did know some basic words. You were actual a young journalist from (country). Ever since you were little you would write stories and dreamed about seeing the world, so when the (popular newspaper) said they would let you join the team you cried tears of j

As you ran to the mailbox, you begged that it wasn't true. That what they told you was one big lie, that he will still return to you like he promised. You pulled it open and reached for the mail as your heart pounded. You slowly opened the letter and started to sob as you read it. "Ms. (Last Name),               It is my painful duty to inform you that Arthur has killed in action. We laid him to rest and a cross now marks his place. If any articles of private property are left by the deceased they will be sent to you. Some of them have been found and are placed in this letter." Your tears left your face and dropped down on the letter. As

As you walked with the American, you hummed to a familiar tune. ~La da da da, La da da da da da~ You looked up to see Alfred smiling at you sweetly. "W-w-what? What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?" You panicked. "Dude, calm down! I was just listening to your singing!" He laughed as the two of you sat down on a public bench. You looked around the park and couldn't help but to smile. On the playground there were three little boys playing. One blond with sleek blond hair, one with messy brown hair and one with short black hair. Then, the little brown haired boy fell and he started to cry. Before you could even get up to tr

“_____! Did you see the look on their faces?” He asked while the two of you laughed your asses off. “Yeah, yeah! That was so funny!” You replied as you two walked out of the school, an hour later than usual. Both you and Leon thought it would be funny to pull some pranks and both of you got sent to detention.  The whole time you and Leon talked, which got the teachers REALLY ticked off. The only reason why they let you out is because they wanted to get as far away from the two of you as possible. While you walked the sun gleamed in your eyes, making it almost impossible to see. “Gosh, it’s really sun

SATURDAY: Well, your morning surprisingly started out well! None of the younger kids woke you up in the middle of the night for reasons like they wanted water or they had to go to the restroom like they normally do. Because they cleaned the house yesterday, you though you should cook breakfast. You decide to make eggs, toast, pancakes and sausages. As you set the table, you phone rang. ‘That’s weird, it’s Alfred. Wait, how does he have my number? I never gave it to him!’ You though to yourself as you picked up the phone. “Good Morning, ___! I just needed to tell you that the schedule for today has changed a litt

~Warning: Contains some language~ “Stupid Tomato Bastardo!” Lovino ranted, “It’s all his fault I was-a late to school today!” “Well, at least the teacher didn't lecture you about being on time as long as she did last time!” You replied, with a smile on your face. You always loved to listen to him complaining. Heck, you loved him at all times! You two have been best friends since you were little in kindergarten. Even thought there was a little side of you that wanted more than friends, you were happy just to be with him! “Yeah, last time was hell! She just-a went on-a and on-a and on-a!