MistandArrow

[blockquote]Daine wanted nothing more than to throw herself onto her bed, curl into a ball, and sleep. All day. All week. All year, if she could. Even if she could sleep through finals week--that would be okay too. Like always, math was kicking her ass, and she wanted absolutely nothing more to do with it. Ever. Friggin' Algebra 2, so useless, what was Algebra 1 for if they were just going to shove it all back at you later on in your life? What was the point? There was none, which is what she had been trying to explain to her teacher right before he handed her math test back. He'd given her a you should be doing so much better than this stupi

Every great magic trick consists of three parts or acts. The first part is called "The Pledge". The magician shows you something ordinary, something real, unadulterated, uninteresting. The second act is called "The Turn". The magician takes the ordinary something and makes it do something extraordinary. But you wouldn't clap yet. Because making something disappear isn't enough; you have to bring it back. That's why every magic trick has a third act, the hardest part, the part we call "The Prestige". As I kid, I went to a lot of magic shows. With my father, mainly, as mom didn't approve of all that 'silly wand-waving, those men putting such t

It starts off small, it starts off slowly Warily taking it's first steps small yellow small black nonthreatening. It sniffs around hungry but not that hungry, wild, but not that wild. It stalks the forest searching for prey, something to sink it's claws into it's teeth into. Finding one, it sniffs, it circles warily. It takes the first bite. Off it goes, fast faster FASTER until it consumes everything in sight Dark orange dark red dark black leaving only broken bleeding death behind Eating eating ravenous hunger coming coming closer closer You can see it claws outstretched eyes blazing burning blackening You can feel the hot breath