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So in my english class I have to write a story based on pride and prejudice. Let me know what you think :)

“Isn't he perfect,” I couldn't stop talking about him to anyone who would listen. Charlotte was always there to listen to me rant, no matter the subject; although this time, she appeared distracted and barely spoke. It was odd, of her not to say much.

“I'm sorry, really I am. But I have to go,” She said abruptly.

It was so weird, just seeing my best friend jump out of her seat and bolt through the wooden door with her blond curly hair following behind her. Without even telling me why, like I didn't even exist, she always told me why. I rushed up the stairs and went I reached Jane’s room I plopped on her bed and just told her everything:

“I can't believe her! We were just talking about how handsome Collins is and how perfect we would be together! And all of a sudden, she just runs off!”

“Well maybe she had somewhere to be,” Jane replied supportively

“Without telling me?! Why would you say such thing! She tells me everything! Who's side are you on anyway?!”

We argued for a while until I gave up and was about to walk out her door and go find someone else to talk to, someone more reasonable. But at that moment Mary came bolting through the door, slamming it behind her, nearly catching her long black skirt in the door. Her face was red as if she had just run a marathon without stopping and it seemed as if she wanted to tell us some great news.

“Charlotte loves Collins!” she yelled with a big smile “And Collins loves her! Isn't this great!”

“What?!” Jane and I both yelled at the same time. I couldn't believe what I had just heard; I was hoping that it was just a huge joke. 

“I can't believe her! She knows exactly how much I care for him!” I yelled at the top of my lungs unable to control my temper. It was then that Charlotte came through the door. I was hoping that she hadn't just heard what I had yelled.

“I'm engaged!” She had squealed that sentence as if everything was perfectly fine. Charlotte’s hair was a mess but her smile was so big that nobody could deny that she was filled with joy, so I decided to go along with it, I stood there with a huge smile on my face and yet I was filled with rage on the inside. I grabbed her arms and started to jump up and down with her. I didn't want her to know how I really felt about her engagement. It would ruin her.

“I have to go tell Kitty and the rest the good news!” Charlotte exclaimed, quickly, leaving the room with a squeal. She ran out the door and I could see her head bobbing as she ran down the stairs before it closed behind her, when she was downstairs I could hear everything through the thin walls of our house and what her and Kitty were saying, how happy they were for the engagement, but when Kitty made it upstairs, Jane and I could tell how furious she really was.

“That... that” Kitty started but couldn't finish her sentence, knowing Jane she would probably get upset with Kitty for using such fowl language, and since Kitty's the youngest she shouldn't be using that language.

“Calm down, Kitty, we all know, and if anyone should be calling her any names it should be Liz, not us.” Jane's hair fell behind her shoulders, along the bottom of her back; her dirty blond hair shimmered like the angel she was (or so we all thought), making it appear as if she had platinum blond streaks. Jane was always there for us, whether it was to calm us down, deal with the situations at hand or even simply take care of us. She always knew exactly what to do. That’s what big sisters were for.

While Charlotte was out sharing her good news to everyone she could find. Jane Mary and I were yelling at each other. Trying to figure out what to do; after a while, we thought that maybe we should threaten Charlotte or Collins, send Charlotte off to another country, sell her as a slave, and so the ideas continued, we had all agreed that Catherine should know the idea we had finally chosen. Catherine was my neighbor and she never enjoyed Charlotte’s company; she always thought she was to preppy and annoying. We would talk about her through our bedroom windows; she would go on about how they’d never like each other as I tried to convince her she was an amazing person. That night I told Catherine everything about Charlotte’s engagement to what we had planned. I enjoyed working out the details through our windows.

“That bitch!” She yelled after I told her about the engagement.

“Yea. You’re telling me. Anyway, I have a plan but it can only work if you have a gun, you still have your colt-45?”

“Uhh yea, why” She had answered uncertain about whether she should have said yes or no.

Since Catherine only lived across the road from us we decided that the next time Charlotte was over I would take her to my room. From there, Catherine could easily aim and shoot her as her bedroom window looked directly into my own. Charlotte may be my best friend but she broke my heart; she will never deserve him, as Collins and I are meant to be, it was destiny. Everyone knew it. The only way I would get him now would be if Charlotte were dead. I could make it look like a suicide, I'd have to. Honestly, I couldn't wait for Charlotte to come over again; the sooner she came over the faster Collins and I could be together.

The day had passed quickly as I was laying in bed that night I couldn't sleep. I was so confused. I was happy for my upcoming marriage (though I still hadn't figured out how to arrange that), yet sad for my friend's death. I wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do anymore. But, since my angelic sister Jane had helped with the plan, it couldn't be all bad.

Days continued to pass slowly and my doubt grew. Finally, the day arrived and Charlotte called to let me know she was coming over. It was then that I knew, she had to die. I was filled with hate and anger as I picked up the phone and called Catherine. I told my mom to send Charlotte to my room when she got here, that I would be up there, when I got to my room I immediately looked through my window to make sure Catherine was there. I could see her bright red hair as if it had a glow around it, her blue eyes shinned like diamonds and her dark red lip stick made her look pale as she seemed to be so stressed running around her room. When she had finally noticed, we exchanged smiles and opened our windows until we finally walked off doing our own thing.

“Collins doesn't love me!” Charlotte blurted out before falling onto my bed. I looked at her in confusion then turned to the window and saw Catherine raising the gun. Relief washed through yet I was so nervous, what if we had failed.

“The wedding's off,” she continued. He's been sleeping around with other girls this whole time.”

It was then that I realized that Charlotte was always there for me, and I was willing to kill her, my best friend, over a guy. Even if we did kill her we would never be able to get away with it, not with her blood all over my room. When I snapped out of that sick and twisted thought of Charlotte’s blood everywhere, I saw Catherine aiming the gun at her head, I had to shut the window and save Charlotte. I shoved her aside so she was at least somewhat safe, I reached over her and slammed the window shut, I saw the shiny black coat of the gun glimmer in the sun. I was terrified that this was the end, I saw the bullet coming towards me, I froze just staring at it, it looked so slow yet I knew it was faster than I could imagine. I went flying, landing onto my bed with something on top of me. The bullet zipped through my room and hit my mirror, shattering it. I watched as my reflection broke into millions of tiny shards. When I looked up I saw Kitty laying on top of me, all of us covered in glass.

“Jesus Liz! What the hell was that?!” Charlotte yelled. I saw Kitty roll onto the floor covered in glass and blood, shattered pieces of glass and mirror punctuating her skin.

I'm Back

Oh why hello there random reader,
So i've been... sorta away, well not really. Honestly i've forgotten about my blog then when i would remember it would be when i was laying in bed then i'd say oh i'll post on it tomorrow... well here's tomorrow! 2 MONTHS LATER! ok... over two months, anyhow i shall be trying to actually keep posting, so hopefully see you soon!










And no that is not my cat.
Love

Abuse

As everyone knows, or if you didn't know and just learning this, not that long ago was anti bullying week, and I'm pretty sure we can all agree that whether it's physical or verbal abuse it's still bullying. For physical abuse if someone at school is picking on you, punching you, or just makes you feel uncomfortable tell someone, I've been bullied and i never told anybody. Do you know why? Because I was scared that they would hurt me more, that they controlled me, and that they were superior. Have you ever been backed up into a corner? Punched in the face? Had a bruise because of someone? A lot of people have, even the bullies. Verbal abuse is also a pain, sometimes the abuser thinks their just joking around and that the victim knows that, but truth is that we may know that at times but it can still hurt, if you call them a whore, crack whore, hoe... ect, the victim won't forget. Sometimes the bully or abuser as you may call them, won't even realize that their hurting them, they may just be joking around and the victim will be laughing with them doesn't mean that they enjoy it, sometimes they'll be laughing just so that they don't show people how they really feel or don't want to be an attention seeker. The last major type of abuse would be sexual abuse, now i do not know any of this by experience, but most people who have been sexually abused, if not all, are terrified for life, everything they had trust in is gone, what would you do? If you were in their situation? I'd be terrified, i would never want anyone to know my story and try and forget everything, have my brain try and block it out, do anything.

~ Sorry for not posting in a while :) Love

What lies ahead?

Have you ever thought about your future? About what lies ahead? whether it's about who you're going to be with, if you're going to have kids. How many? What should I name her? What should I name him? Whether it's about university, which school should I go to?And one question that keeps popping up for teenagers is, what will I do? Some people figure out what they want to do at a young age, others keep changing their minds, and others are in 12th grade stressed about what to do after the year. While some are constantly worried about how their going to end up in life, others will try and plan ahead, and even if stuff doesn't go the right way they'll change course. But you can never predict what's going to happen next in your life, you can't plan what lies ahead. Some parents when the mother ends up pregnant will decide that their going to name their kid straight away, say that you're going to name it Malia because you know it's going to be a girl, surprise it's a boy now what? Say you have your whole life planned ahead "I'm going to become a _____" surprise! You didn't get the job, now what? Become a hobo? I don't think so! What if you absolutely know you're going to become a write, surprise! Your books suck! I'm pretty sure you get the point, don't get too down and give up but ease off or come up with similar ideas or even a back up plan. Just go with the flow.

Good Bye ____

People these days are all about attention, for example, good bye facebook, I'm deleting my account can't stand the drama. Okay what are you going to do delete your facebook and tell everyone to follow you on twitter, no you're either going to say "I was just kidding" or you're just going to make a new account and re add everyone claiming that you were having a mental breakdown or some lame excuse.
Twitter is another one, oh my god too much hate! So what! At least one person is going to hate you, don't even try saying nobody hates me cause thats definitely not true, whether you know it or not someone's going to hate you. Also if you're deleting twitter because of some hate. Either way you're going to re make it cause "Oh my god now what."
Also don't say you're getting rid of your cell phone, I'm addicted to mine, and so is everyone i know so, good luck not having a phone after you've had it. 
Now if you're one those super attention seekers who say you're going to do ALL of that, you may as well get rid of your television, and your computer because we very well know that everyone watches television and if you say you don't. LIAR! Even elderly people watch t.v. like all the time! Even babies, they may not know what their watching but they sure as hell know they like it. And if you do say you're going to do all of that stuff, you may as well move out and live in a crab shell.
One more thing. Don't you dare say I'm moving out because of one fight, we all know you're not going to until you're older, you can say it thousands of times and, well, let's be honest, if you do, GOOD LUCK! You're not going to go anywhere in life.
Have fun in your crab shell! Attention seeker!

Are friends really friends?

Have you ever thought about your friends? Who they really are, how they treat you. Are they always there for you? Well sometimes we're too blind to notice who are our real friends because we've known them for so long, just because you've known them for so long doesn't mean that they are the same person they were when you were younger. They may be talking behind your back, and if someone told you don't just shrug it off cause you don't believe it or even pretend that you're just fine. It hurts too know that one of your closest friends talks about you behind your back, that the person you thought you loved, hates you in return. There will always be at least one person you'll lose to a friend, whether it's for popularity, to try and make themselves feel better or even just to fit in with what's going on in our society. There's the real problem, society, people change for what's best to be popular, why change your personality, why change who you are just to fit in. Honestly if nobody had changed just to fit in there would be no clicks, people would still be friends, there would still be people talking behind your back but would they admit it if you confronted them. If you open up your eyes, stop being blind from your long friendships, look at whats really there, would you notice a difference? or would it be the same person you knew when you were younger. There's nothing wrong with having new friends, but don't judge them by the first glance at them if their big, or super skinny, or ratted clothes, or super fancy ones, just look at their personality and see who's really there.