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AMIA: Angel Missing In Action

1 The time seems to creepy by. Minute by minute, the bright red lights on her Juke Box lamp flick by every so slowly. I sit on her bed..her room is so messy. The floor is cluttered with clothes, a white clothes basket is over turned in the corner, and random drawers on her dresser are half pulled out. Her book s

by teenparent on Oct 28 2:58 PM, 200 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
Watching An Angel Die

I sit here, the entire sky above me. The entire universe laid out before me. But through all of the stars, through all of the loves that are sitting in the back of my mind, there she sits. 1 She has on her red booty shorts, and a long black zipped up hoodie. Her knees are curled to her chest and she sits in th

by teenparent on Oct 27 11:50 PM, 500 words. → 1 comment, Add one?