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"Is it going to hurt? Have you done this before?" I ask, laying down on the bed, looking at Oberon.

"I haven't actually done this before. Just lay back and be still. We were trained on how to do this in the academy." He says. I sit up again.

"But you didn't answer my question! Is it going to hurt?" I ask, a little more frantic this time. He turns to the others.

"Warren, Birch, Spike, you may want to hold her down." Birch grabs my left arm, Spike grabs my right arm, and Warren strattles my hips and pins down my shoulders. I try to fight them, but Warren uses his magic to sedate me. I can't move at all. Oberon leans over me and and places the glowing shard on my forehead. He then pushes it into my head. It hurts so bad! I cry out in pain but I can't move at all. Thankfully it's over just as quick as it had started. The four boys step back from me. The pain drained out all of my energy, so the next thing I know, I'm passed out.
I'm in a golden feild. I look around. There is a castle of clouds in the distance.

"Nevaria." A male's voice calls to me from behind. I spin around to the source of the voice. It's a man. He has short, shiney brown hair, like mine, and shiney blue eyes, also like mine. He wears a shiney golden crown. Something deep in my mind tells me that this man is my father. I look down at myself. I have the body of a small child. I'm wearing a silver floor length dress. I run towards him and he smiles and scoops me up.

"Daddy! How's momma?" I ask. Apparently I can't control myself in this dream. I'm a spectator in my own head. He laughs and kisses my forehead.

"Momma is just fine. She just finished having the baby."

"Do I have a brother or a sister?" I ask, excitedly.

"You have a new baby sister. Wanna go see her and momma?"

"Yes!" He lifts me onto his shoulders and walk to the castle.
We enter a large master bedroom, with a grand bed and a large fireplace. A woman with almost white blonde hair and shiney green eyes is laying in a bed, holding a baby in her arms. My mother. When she hears us come in, she looks up, and smiles. My father puts me down and I run towards the bed and my mother.

"Momma!" I climb onto the bed.

"Nevaria, this is your new baby sister. This is Avalon." She pulls the blanket away from the baby's face. The baby has large, glassy, bright green eyes; like mother. The baby giggles and holds her little arms out to me. Mother holds the baby out to me and I take my new sister in my arms. The baby giggles and I giggle too, and hold her close. I kiss her forehead.
I wake up. I check to see if I can move my body yet. I start by trying to move my fingers. When I see that I can, my push myself up into a sitting position. I look at the boys.

"What the hell was that?!" I ask.

"That was your memory. That was one of your first memories. Meeting your sister for the first time." Puck says.

"The sister that....wants to kill me?"


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"Shit! Really? Which one?" Christian says, excitedly walking over to them. Puck holds up what appears to just be a shiney orb thing.

"A memory of her father from her early childhood, it appears." Oberon says from the corner, where he's shaking water off of his wings.

"How did you manage to get this? Wouldn't Avalon have sent Lore or Wolfram to collect them all?" Birch asks.

"She did. You think we just found this and picked it up? No way! We had to fight for this!" Warren says.

"A fight? What happened?" I kick off the blankets and walk over to the group.

"Well...this is how it happened."
The three werewolves stood together in a feild. Wolfram held the memory shard, tossing it from hand to hand.

"What the hell could Avalon want with this thing?" Raff says, looking at it closer.

"Who the fuck cares?! She just told us to get it for her. So don't ask questions!" Zayev says, crossing his arms. Wolfram elbows his brother.

"You don't get to yell at him! Only I get to yell at him so fuck off!" Wolfram snarls.

"Oh yeah? Cause you're the leader? Well I'm older than you!" Raff says, pulling up his shirt and exposing the number tattooed on his stomach.

"Boom! Number seventy-five! Suck it!" He snarls at his brother. Wolfram smirks and throws the memory to Zayev.

"Yeah? Have you forgotten that I am older than you?! Boom! Seventy-four!" Wolfram snarls, tackling his brother and attempting to bite him. Zayev just stands there, looking at the memory, scratching his 'thirty-four' tattoo. A loud 'ping' sound echos through the ears of the wolves. The three fairy boys appear in front of the werewolf brothers.

"Wolfram, give us the memory, and we won't have a problem." Oberon says, crossing his arms. Wolfram chuckles darkly.

"I'm afraid that we can't do that, boys." He says, smirking.

"Then we'll just have to take it from you." Warren says. The faires get into their fighting stances. Oberon has a ball of fire in his hands, Warren has rocks and peices of earth floating around him in a type of sheild, and Puck has a large water sheild around his body. The wolves sprout their wolf ears and tails, and their sharp wolf teeth.

"Attack plan: C, boys. Now Zayev...Zayev?" Wolfram turns around looking for his brother. Zayev is sprawled on the ground, reading.

"Zayev! This is not the fucking time for that! Get the hell up and fight!" Raff snarls.

"Hey, little boy! You don't get to bark orders at him! Only I do! Now Zayev, get the fuck up and fight!" Wolfram snarls.

"Hold on! I just gotta finish this chapter!" Zayev says. The fairies laugh a little bit, and Wolfram glares at them. Raff growls and grabs the book from Zayev and throws it. Zayev slowly stands and joins his brothers. The three brothers snarl and snap at the fairies, who resume their feirce looks. The battle ensues. Wolfram lunges at Puck. Puck dodges Wolram's attack and whips him with the water, leaving a large gash on Wolfram's back and neck. Wolfram snarls and lunges back at Puck, pouncing on him and knocking him down. Wolfram smirks in Puck's face, and bites the fairy boy's neck. Puck cries out in pain, fighting to push the werewolf off of himself.

  Within moments of the battle's begining, Warren has Zayev pinned down under a boulder. Warren throws a peice of earth at Wolfram, knocking him over and off of Puck. Warren helps Puck back to his feet. Oberon is fighting tooth and nail with Raff, trying to obtain the memory shard without damaging it. Warren sneaks up behind the last werewolf and grabs him into a headlock, causing the wolf to drop the shard. Oberon grabs it, and the fairies dissapere. Wolfram shoves the boulder off of himself and growls loudly.

"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Fuck!" He shoves Raff to the ground. "This is your fault you failure!"

"Don't you fucking say that, seventy-four! I will kill you!" Raff growls.

"Yeah right! You wouldn't kill your own brother!" Wolfram growls, smirking. Raff stands up and leans into his brother's face.

"Try me." He growls slowly. The two wolves begin to fight. Zayev picks up his book, and lays down in the grass.
The fairies appear outside of the bunker, surveying their injuries. Puck has a large bloody chunk taken out of his neck. Warren uses his water magic to heal him. Warren then surveys the damage done to Oberon. He looks perfectly fine, aside from some dirt and bruises and scratches. Oberon turns around to reveal his wings, which are almost ripped to shreds. Warren gasps and immedietly heals his friend's wings.

"And that is how we obtained this. Now come here, Nevie. Let's transfer this." Warren says.
Spirit Princess chapter 4
This has now turned into a collaberation with my boyfriend. So the werewolves belong to him. The rest of the characters still belong to me.

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I wake up to pounding on the bunker door. The boys get into fighting stance and jump in front of me. The pounding continures and now I hear voices yelling on the other side.

"Atticus! Just give us the girl and nobody will get hurt! Well...aside from her..." The voice says.

"You touch her, you die!" Crow snarls. The door is kicked in a second later, and the boy that was following me in the car enters with two other boys. I can see his eyes now. They are gold and glowy.

"Crow, Crow, Crow. You realize that you you can't kill us. We're immortal. All we want to do is take the princess to our fair and beautiful queen, so that she may execute her as she sees fit." I make a squeaking sound. The leader smirks and looks past them at me. He pauses for a moment. He looks me up and down hungrily. I pull the blanket tighter around my body. He leans back and whispers something to another guy. This guy has dark brown hair that covers his eyes, but I can see them glowing gold underneath his bangs. He stares at me with the same look as the first guy. The third guy wanders over to the two of them. The second guy whispers something to him, and he chuckles and stares at me. Birch and Salem step in front of me.

"Lore, you are twisted and sick." Salem says.

"All of you are!" Birch says. The first guy, Lore, grins wickedly. I notice fangs glinting in his mouth. These guys must be vampires.

"Well, nobody told us that she was this sexy! Maybe we should keep this girl for ourselves. Huh, boys?" Lore grins, attempting to step closer to me, but Atticus puts his body between me and Lore.

"Yeah. She's hot! Come on over here, baby." The second boy winks at me.

"Leave her the hell alone, Prysm!" Salem says, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall.

"Ha! You guys got told off! Now she's all mine!" The last boy says, walking towards me. Christian just casually puts his hand up.

"Roug, don't even try it." He casually says.  Meanwhile, Atticus and Lore are fighting.

"Lore, give it up! She has six guardians that refuse to leave her side! You will never be able to get to her!" He says. Lore smirks, purposly exposing his fang. He hisses and lunges at Atticus. I scream and cover my face with the blanket. I hear a gasp and a growl. I pull the blanket down to see Lore with a large cut on his cheek and Atticus holding a blade. Lore glares at Atticus but doesn't do anything else. He just walks towards the door, shouting the clique line "This isn't over!".  The other two follow him, but not before winking at me.

"Yeah, you'd better run, you creeps!" Birch yells after them. "Hell yeah! We won! What up, bitches!" I'm about to fall back onto the bed and resume my nap, but the 'ping' sound of the faires sounds through the bunker.

"Atticus!" Puck lands with a thud on the bunker floor. He picks himself up and runs over to Atticus. The other two faires land gracefully, and calmly walk over to the rest of us.

"We found one of her memories!!" Puck says.
The boys made the bunker as confortable as possible for me. A big plush couch, as much food as I could ever want, books, magazines, pens and paper, a TV, blankets, pillows...anything I could ever need. But I didn't want to be there at all.

"You can't just abduct me!" I snarl.

"Okay then! We could just leave you there and let you be killed by vampires or werewolves!" Spike, the third demon boy, snarls back.

"Vampires and werewolves?! When I woke up this morning I was just a normal girl!"

"Well that's not the case anymore, is it, darlin'?" Salem says. I clench my fists.

"Nevie! We are your guardians! We are doing our jobs! We're protecting you!" Atticus says.

"Well I don't need to be protected! Let me out of here and leave me alone!"

"Not until we know it's safe! If you die, we have failed. And if we fail..." He's cut off by a very attractive, very sparkly boy, with shiney orange hair, that appreared of out nowhere.

"Puck! What have you found out?" Atticus says, stepping closer to the boy.

"Avalon has sent Lore and his gang after Nevie. Avalon will stop at nothing to kill Nevie. Speaking of Nevie, can I meet her?" Puck says. The boys step aside, exposing me to him. He smiles and walks towards me. He bows, taking my hand in his.

"Hello, princess. My name is Puck. I am one of your guards." He kisses my hand and smiles up at me. I blush a little bit. He is SO cute! I giggle. He grins a goofy grin.

"Don't worry, princess. You are in very good hands." He stands, but doesn't let go of my hand. A jingly sound echos through the bunker, and two more boys appear.

"I'm going to take a guess that you guys are faires." Puck grins.

"You're very smart, princess." He says. The other two appear at Puck's side.

"Puck, leave the poor princess alone! She's been through a lot today." One of them says. He's blonde and kinda short. He pushes Puck out of the way. Puck glares at him, looking almost...jealous?

"Greetings, princess. I am Oberon! King of the faires, and the commander of your army, though I don't expect you to remember." He smiles and sollutes. The third fairy boy pushes his way through. He smiles at me and I can see love and adoration in his eyes, paired with a bit of sadness.

"Hello, Princess." He says. He doesn't kiss my hand or anything, he just says hello and walks away. The other two fairies follow him, making sure he's alright.

"Who's he?" I ask. The six boys look at me, with sorrow and sadness in their eyes.

"His name is Warren. He was your fiance." Birch answers.

"Nevie, I know this is all a lot to take in, but I promise you that you did know all of us at one point." Atticus says. I sit down, crossleged on the big plush bed.

"Then tell me about my old life. Maybe I can try to remember."
So the rest of the day was spent recalling stories from my past life.

"Warren, tell me about how we met." I say, taking his hand and lacing our fingers together. He smiles.

"I remember it like it was yesterday. It was right after your parents passed away. The creator sent us to take you and your sister to your guardians. You looked so lovely. Your dark hair flowing down your back. Your white gown fit your body beautifully. All I wanted to do was take you in my arms and kiss you. But I didn't. I have to be professional. So, over the years we became good friends. One day, I couldn't take it anymore. I went to the garden and picked some roses, and went to you, and proposed.  You said yes, by the way. " He looks down at our hands sadly.

"Warren, I'm so sorry, but I don't remember any of this; there's no way that I can remember, either." Warren lets go of my hand and jumps up, causing the bed to bounce and launch the rest of us into the air.

"But there is! The angels are liars! Your memories still exist! When Atticus brought you to this body, he didn't destroy your memoires, he just scattered them." He exclaims. I look from Warren to Atticus.


"Yes, Nevie. I lied to you. Well, I actually lied to everyone. I just couldn't let you all go after them and get hurt!" Atticus says. His brothers look at him, suprised and angry.

"So all this time we could've helped her?!" Birch exclaims.

"Yes! But it was too dangerous! She needed us and we couldn't risk our lives!"  

"But we can still go find them and bring them to her?" Oberon asks.

"Yes." Atticus says. There is a long silence. I know that the angels are talking to each other telepathically, and now I'm starting to think that so are the demons and the faires. Oberon breaks the silence a few moments later, starling me.

"We'll do it."

"Huh?" asks Atticus.

"We'll go look for her memoires."

"But it's practically suicide! I mean, with the vampires out there, and the werewolves and Avalon...You'll die!" Birch practically yells.

"But we have our magic! We can protect ourselves! And even if we can't..." Oberon glances at me.
"It's worth it. And you six need to stay here and protect her." The three start walking towards the door of the bunker.

"And besides," Puck turns around and begins walking backwards. "faires are extremely fast healers." And with that, they're gone. I curl up on the bed and decide to take a nap. Salme rubs my back until I fall asleep.

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"Hey, Holly!!" My friend, Alex, calls to me.

"Hey, Alex!!" I call back. She walks up to me, with our friends Hanley, Justin, and Stephen, and some other guy.

"Holly, this is Sebastian." I nod and shake his hand. He's very attractive. He has sandy blonde hair that flows just below his forehead. He has dark grey eyes, full of mystery and darkness. He doesn't speak, he merely glares at me.
After we all say our goodbyes, I start to head home. But before I can blink, a dark mass has grabbed me and pinned me against a wall in an alley. I slowly open my eyes to see the thing that is breathing on my face. It's Sebastian.

"Hello, monster." He says. Monster?

"What?" I ask, obviously confused and terrified.

"Don't lie to me! You know exactly what I'm talking about!"

"No I really don't!!" I shift under his grasp.

"How do you not?" He asks.

"I don't!! Are you sure you have the right person?"

"I'm looking for someone named Holly Randle. Are you Holly Randle?"


"Then I'm positive I have the right person. Now, you're coming with me." He grabs my wrist and starts to pull me with him.

"What?! No! Where are we going?! Let me go!!"

"Will you shut up and just cooperate?!"

"Ohh! Excuse me for wanting to know where my kidnapper is taking me to!" I yell, trying to break free of his grasp.

"I'm not kidnapping you!"

"Then what are you doing?!"

"Taking you somewhere! Now shut up, and walk!" After walking for a while in the dark, we end up at an old, broken down house. He drags me down the stairs to the basement, where there is a big plastic dome. He throws me inside and locks the door behind me.

"Do you know why you're here, Holly?" His voice comes over the loud speaker, echoing throughout the dome.  

"Um, no! I thought we like, just went over this!" I scream to the heavens. I don't know where his voice is coming from, so I just yell at the ceiling.

"I guess I'll go over the story then! Now sit down and shut up." He takes a breath and mumbles something under
his breath.

"What was that?" I ask in a snarky tone.

"I said you were stupid. Now let me tell the fucking story!!"

"Alright fine!" I cross my arms over my chest and sit down on an old bench.

"Okay so, a long time ago, there was a beautiful young woman. Her name was Nell. Her name fit her perfectly. Nell means light and she was a very light, bubbly, happy girl. One day, she fell in love with a young man named Phineas. They made plans to be married. But, Nell’s mother, the town witch, didn’t like the idea of Nell marrying Phineas. But Nell and Phineas were getting married, no matter what anyone said. So they ran away to a town in the middle of nowhere. This town. Well, when Nell’s mother found out, she was furious. She swore she would find them and kill Phineas. It took her years, but she finally found them. By then, they had already gotten married and had four children. When they found out that Nell’s mother was coming to kill Phineas, they went into hiding. The people of the town swore to protect Nell and Phineas. But, when Nell’s mother came, she fought past the townspeople and found the family. She tried to kill Phineas, but Nell stepped in the way and refused to move. Since she wouldn’t move, her mother had no choice but to kill her. Then she killed Phineas and their children. She then put a curse on the town, that every hundred years, a child will be born. That child will be cursed. The curse of the monster. And that, Holly, is why you’re here.” What? I’m cursed?! So this thing is.... I scream and scramble backwards.

“So... I’m...?”

“Yes, Holly. You’re cursed.”

“So that is...?” I motion towards the grey and black thing.

“That is Louis. The last child to be cursed.” Louis lifts his head and looks at me. Pity and sorrow in his giant gold eyes.

“Can he turn human?” I ask.

“Yeah. But, he is starting to die so it may be difficult for him. You see, there can only be one monster at a time. So when you fully transform, he will die. Louis, come meet Holly." There is a sudden flash of light. Then, standing before me, is a boy. He looks to be about my age. He has shaggy, chocolate brown hair and beautiful gold eyes. He is wearing a pair of plain, blue jeans and a plain grey shirt. He simply looks at me.

“I’ll leave you two alone.” Sebastian says. When he’s gone, Louis speaks up.

“Sebastian is horrible!! He’ll lock you here for days at a time with little to no food. Then, when you’re fully transformed, he will hold you in here forever. Do not trust him!” He says, his voice quivering slightly.

“What makes him so special and in charge?” I ask. Louis only sighs.

“He’s Nell and Phineas’s great grandson.”

“But all four of their children were murdered, weren't they?” He shakes his head.

“One got away. He ran away to their home town. He met a women and they got married, and had a son. When their son was eighteen, he went back to the town where Nell and Phineas were killed. He met a woman and they fell in love. She soon became pregnant with Sebastian. When Sebastian was fifteen, Nell’s mother came to take revenge. She killed his parents. However, instead of killing Sebastian, she made him immortal. His job was to forever protect the world from the cursed children. Taking them from their homes and putting them away, forever.” I don’t know what to say. I don’t know whether to pity or hate Sebastian. We’re silent, until someone clears their throat. We both whirl around to see Sebastian, leaning with one shoulder against the door frame.

“Well, now you know my story, Holly. So, do you hate me? Are you afraid of me?” He begins walking towards me. I cross my arms.

“My dad taught me to never be afraid of a boy. To never give a boy the power to scare me. You can’t do anything to me!” He stops in front of me. He doesn’t say anything. He just raises his fist and clocks me upside the head. It’s enough force to send me backwards onto the ground. Sebastian is standing over, glaring at me.

“You can’t do anything to me! You’ve been abandoned by god! We all have!" Then he switches his attention to Louis.

“Are you going to help her?!” Louis looks from me to Sebastian.

“No.” He replies, quietly.

“Good idea!” Sebastian screams. Then he walks out and slams the door, locking it behind him. I have no idea what to do or what just happened. I lay on the floor for a while before I decde to get up.

“Louis..?” I say. He's sitting in the corner, his back to me.

“Yeah?” He responds without turning around.

“Why are you afraid of him?”

“You don't know him. You haven't been around him for a hundred years. He’s beaten me, starved me, harrassed me! I hate him! And now that you’re here I was hoping he would soften up. But I guess I was wrong.”

“Why am I so special?”

“Because you’re the first girl to be cursed. And I could tell you were brave. Brave enough to stand up to Sebastian.” I feel the bruise forming on my cheek.

“Well, standing up to him obviously doesn’t work.” I say.

“Also,” He turns around. “don’t expect an apology from him.”

“I wasn’t. Hey, when Nell’s mother made Sebastian immortal, did she also give him powers?”

“No. But, he does have a thing that tells him who the next cursed kid is.”

“What kind of thing?”

“A magic orb. It shows him who the newest cursed child is and how to find them. That’s how he found you, that’s how he found me, that’s how he’ll find the next one.” Suddenly, the door opens behind us. Neither of us bother to turn around.

“Oh come on! Are you whimps crying over there? What did I do to you that was so terrible?!” Sebastian says. I turn around to answer him but Louis stops me.

"Don't bother." He whispers. I ignore him.

“Haven’t you already caused enough trouble? What do you want.” I ask, turning around to face him.

“To talk to you.” He says. Louis looks at me.

“Why?” I ask.

“Because. Now come on,” He nods towards the door. “we’re taking a walk.”
I look at everything on the boardwalk except him. Suddenly he stops and grabs my wrist.

“Holly, look at me.” He pulls me so I’m facing him. I look at him.

“What?!” I say, angrily.

“Why are you so mad at me?”

“Will you just say what you need to say already?! We’ve been walking up and down here for half an hour and you haven’t said anything!”

“I thought we were having a good time together!”

"A good time? Dammit! This is not a date! And I hate you because you are evil! I've hardly known you for a full day and you've already abused me!"

“Will you shut up?! People are staring! Come on.” He begins to pull me into an ally, but a police officer stepped in front of him.

“Where’re you kids off too?” He asks. Sebastian slips his hand down to my hand and laces our fingers together.

“I’m walking my girlfriend home.” I nod and lay my head on his shoulder.

“Did she say that you abused her?”

“No! No, no, no!! We were playing a video game and she’s kind of a sore loser...” I put on my best fake smile and laugh a little.

“Yeah... I am...” The police officer laughs.

“Aww, young love. Alright, have a safe trip home.”

“Okay! Thank you.” We smile. When he’s gone, we shove each other away, but he’s still holding onto my wrist.

“Now come on.” He continues pulling me into the alley. I snatch my wrist away. I follow him into the alley.

“Look, I’m sorry I punched you alright? I’m sorry for everything I have done, or will do, alright?” I stare at him. He can’t be serious! Where’s the guy Louis told me about?

“This is an act! You are not the guy Louis told me you were!!”

“Oh yeah? And what did that freak of nature tell you I was, huh?” He stands up straighter and puffs out his muscles. He expects me to shrink back, but he’s caught off guard when I stand up straighter and puff out my chest.

“He told me you’re evil! He says you’re horrible and that you’ve starved, and beaten, and harassed him! He also said he hated you!” He raises his eyebrows.

“He said what?”

“He said he hated you. As do I!”

“That’s it!” He screams. He grabs my wrist and starts dragging me back to the house. He kicks open the door and drags me down to the basement. He rips open the dome door and shoves me inside. I fall on the floor. I have a bruise on my wrist from how strong his grip was. Louis jumps up.

“What the hell, Sebastian?!” He yells.

“You! I’ve never beaten or starved or harassed you!!” Sebastian punches him in the face and he goes flying backwards. Sebastian continues to kick and punch him. I stand up and grab Sebastian’s arm.

“Leave him alone!!” I scream at him. He stops punching Louis and starts punching me. When I’m on the ground, he starts kicking me. Suddenly, he stops and backs up. Louis and I sit up and look up at him. I have cuts and bruises all over my stomach and arms and legs. I also have a black eye and a bloody lip. Louis has a black eye and a bloody nose. He also has bruises all over his legs, arms, and stomach. Sebastian covers his mouth with his hands.

“What have I done?” He mumbles. He turns and bolts out of the dome, leaving the door open. I look at Louis.

“Care to escape?” I nod towards the door.

“You can try, but he’ll find you.” He stands up and brushes himself off, as if he's used to this.

“Are you okay?” I ask him.

“Yeah. I’m used to it.” He says. I use the sleeve of my hoody to whip away the blood under his nose. I yawn.

“You tired, Holly?” He asks.

“Yeah.” I say, yawning again.

“Sebastian won’t be back for a while, why don’t you take a nap. I’m going to.”

“Alright.” So I settle down and rest my head on Louis’s stomach. Before I know it, I’m asleep.
Monster chapter 1
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Understanding: Of course.

Open-minded: Of course.

Arrogant: I don't think so.

Insecure: Yes....

Random: Sometimes

Hungry: Not very often

Smart: I'd say so

Moody: YESSS

Hard working: Kinda

Organized: Yes.

Healthy: Diabetic but...

Shy: Used to be.

Difficult: Yes,

Bored: All the time.

Obsessed: With too many things to count

Angry: Sometimes.

Sad: I'm on anti-depressants for a reason

Happy: Typically

Hyper: Not usually

Trusting: Not really

The same gender as you are internally: Yes.

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Of times I have had my heart broken: 4


Of hearts I have broken: 2


Of guys I've kissed: 2


Of girls I've kissed: 2

Of CD's I own: a lot


Of scars on my body: too many to count

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croozer99 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Hahaha Same to you!
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Thank you for the fave. ;)
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Thanks for the faves ^^
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Thanks for the fave!
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