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posted by alicia386
Chapter Eight

IF ONLY I COULD HAVE MULTIPLE LIVES ou LIVE FOREVER. -Erica

      I was rudely thrown in a miniature room. He didn't say much when he lugged me here. Although, I could sense others nearby but when I looked there were no ghost ou anyone near. I had finally gotten rid of the feeling to only have it come back again. This time I saw who it was. "Erica?" A shimmery figure exposed itself to me. A little surprise but not as surprise as Erica who was now flickering on and off like a light bulb.
      "Who are toi and why did toi attack me?" This Erica was not the one I remembered from my past. This Erica seemed a bit insane and paranoid. I edged closer to her as she back up. She couldn't get far. "I know she must have sent toi to look for me. It was a trap toi insolent girl." Her eyes shifted from me to the wall. She scurried closer to it.
     "Erica?" I asked again. She simply ignored me. I enclosed on her as she held her ear up to the wall. 
     "Emma is around here somewhere." She faced me. "She isn't looking for you. She wants the key. She is greedy." Emma faded through the mur but reappeared within minutes. She now had a British accent. "Check your pocket."
      "Why should I check my pocket? Besides there is something we must talk about first. I need to know everything and then plus we have a bunch plus like toi and your sister and my sight."
      Erica rolled her eyes incredulous. "You silly humans. Just check your pocket and I will answer your unappealing questions afterwards."
     Reluctantly I check my jeans pocket to find a silver, pint-sized key. I held it in my hands. It looked as light as a feather but it must have weighed as much as me. "What is this?"
     "Good golly," Erica a dit in a southern accent. "This sure is a a dandy key toi got there. It must be worth about a fortune especially since that darn tooting thing could turn The Grey Realm to a peaceful accommodation."
      "Explain," I said.
      "That key is could unlock peace. No wonder my sister wanted it. She was going to sell it to The One," a dit Erica. She grabbed the key from my hand and slide it through a crack in the wall. "That there hole should keep the key from evil eyes. toi know he has spies watching us. He is a little demon."
      I was confused on a lot of things. Most of them was about Erica. I don't recall someone so psychotic like Erica. I always thought is Erica as the nice one. What happened to her? It must have been the years in this place. Emma did say that her sister was captured par The One. Another confusion she has was over The One and why everyone is so secretive about him. Barely anyone shares any information on him. Erica keeps saying he has spies everywhere. He could have been observing Sophie and I all of our lives and we didn't know it?
     A little while afterwards Erica began rambling on about mad toe disease. I let my thoughts trail. Ever since I fund out about telepathy I he bent practicing. I wanted to be able to see anything Sophie saw ou at least connect to her mind. I haven't gotten very far and most of the websites that swear they can teach toi only end up being a scam. I didn't know any other twins who could help with this so I had to figure this out on my own.
      The first thing I usually do is to relax all of my muscles. Many websites a dit that this helps with the connection. Since Sophie doesn't know that I am trying to connect to her brain, there will be no guards of defense mechanisms to shield her thoughts. After I have relaxed my muscles, I go into a state of complete quietness. Everything around me is blocked so I can't hear a thing. That is all the information that I have gathered. I sit there thinking of my sister hoping that I would be able to contact her through her brain. I giver a few minutes until I finally give up. I pivot towards Erica who is silently watching me. "Have toi ever use telepathy to contact your sister?"
      The question takes her par surprise. "Yes, I have. Can't you? I contact Emma all of the time. She mostly ignores me so I really can't talk to her. My bud even taught me how to see what she s doing through her eyes. It is a very useful technique. toi know what else is useful, forks. I find them excellent backscratchers."
      "Can toi teach me?" I question.
      "Why of course, but I really don't know who toi are. Are toi a friend of Emma's."
      I consider my answer and then nod,
      "I help no friend of my sister. toi are a enemy to me now." A guard strolls through the door. I could clearly make out the his navy blue uniform and the gun that is in his holster.
      "It is time for your trial Erica Salem." He goes away with Erica close behind. Will I have a trial? I found nothing better to do but to sleep and wait for Erica to return.

The Grey Realm must work differently in time then my realm. I knew I must have slept for hours but when Erica returned she a dit that she was only gone for a minute. I felt refreshed and ready to get information on telepathy through Erica.
      "Are toi ready to here the results of my trial?" She asked brightly. "Then I shall answer one of your numerous questions."
      "One? I need toi to answer them all. There is so much I want to know." I tried begging with my eyes which was a trick that always worked on daddy.
      "Shut it, mortal!" she said. "The result of my trial are that my spirit shall be contributed into the souls of The One. I will become him par the weekend! I can't wait!" She did a little dance. 
added by alicia386
Well, this is a song I wrote.

I've heard it wrong
There's been a mistake
There was a time when I won and I knew it

We will go on and on and on and on
There will be no plus mistakes
For the future
We will fight through it all without complaint

We are the winners, my friend
And we'll fight through it all in the end
There's no time to lose it
Cuz we are the winners

Well, I know that it's been a great day
We've done it all
We've been the best we can be and toi know it
We are the winners, my friend.
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Eight: Hello, Stranger Please Don't Betray Me

      The guy stood in front of us. We needed to give him answer and fast. He was a spy and he probably knew plus then he was letting on. This make sit hard to trust him. Courtney immediately a dit yes. I gave her a glare and shrugged. Raven was nodding her head as while. It made me think. Were they up to something? Did they know the guy? They could have known him because he goes here for school. Actually, he seemed much older then the rest of us. He had boyish features but he certainly was someone who looks much older then 18.
     ...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Everyday, Prince geai, jay would go to the Kitsune's cage and gave her nourriture and Comfort for when she was sad. After a few days, Jays brother, Cole, Started to worry and went to their father, King George.

"I am worried about Jay" Cole told their Father, "He is always giving nourriture to that filthy Kitsune!"

"Let him do what he wants" King George told Cole, "He probably doesn't have real feelings for her, i think". Then he thought of an idea and told him his evil plan.

The suivant day, geai, jay heard crying. He ran down the stairs and saw Cole whipping the Kitsune while the Guards were laughing at her pain....
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posted by cuteypuffgirl
This a short poem I came up with. I'm not a descriptive person. I prefer just simple words in poems. This deals with the term, "Looking behind the smile." This is inspired par a friend and mine's life experiences. Enjoy :)

Gone: a poem

She sat alone
in the corner of the room.
She didn't speak
she would merely loom.
Like she was a shadow
an invisible ghost.
No one gave
a damn at the most.

She would sit there
and simply stare
looking at those
who ignored her.
No one looked
at her twice
no one bothered
when she was nice.

She was a nobody,
forgotten par all.
Her ever-blank stares
directed at the bare, empty wall....
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posted by amoremusic
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all toi want from me
is honesty.

as i write out the facts
toi act like toi don't really
care where my cœur, coeur truly is.

Let me tell toi where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my cœur, coeur
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.

as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poésie
that i write, i see toi looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.

toi look at me and toi
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to toi the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.

as i hold the key to this
honest poésie that i compose
toi seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.