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Green TeensI need help finding this t-shirt?Friday, July 10th, 2009
http://www.davidahernandez.com/images/CobainShirt.jpg PLEASE HELP. I REALLY HAVE ***?ARCHED EVERYWHERE, AND CHECKED EVERY LINK! PLEASE HELP!
I’ve started this ****?k, ****? should I finish it?Friday, July 10th, 2009
1.Exchange “One more step and I’ll kill him.” The robber threatened. He stopped my powers, I was useless without them. I was normal, weak. “I said don’t move!” He said putting the gun closer to the Judge’s head. Think! Think! What makes him ***?ck…? I rummaged through my mind for information. Nothing, I couldn’t think of anything that would bother him or that would slow him down, just enough so I could knock the gun away. “Threatening me with his life? That’s highly un-original.” I said, trying to sound bored. “Don’t try to toy with me.” He purred, “Just step away, and I won’t do anything, ****? a step closer…well…the Judge here won’t be so lucky.” Judge Wright is the most powerful man in all of New York, even more powerful then the mayor. He was wealthy and kept most of the bad guys ****?red…Well one of the ***?ople that kept them ****?red. And ***? long ***? he had the Judge, he basically controlled the city…Not unless I had something to say about it. Which I did. Come on! I thought trying to get them to work. Nothing. He must be doing something. I thought, ****? what and how? “Hurry up, I don’t have all day.” The robber said lowering the gun, ****? still firmly clutching Judge Wright. “How about a little exchange? You hand me the money, I hand you the Judge.” He bribed me. “You’re trying to bribe me? And you ****?t just a little money for the Judge? Nice try bub.” I said smirking. “Ha, ***?nny. I mean the money in the bank smart-one, all of it. Now get it, ***?st.” He said impatiently. “You wish!” I said throwing a punch at him, breaking his nose. He went to pull the trigger and I lifted up my hand, then everything stopped. I have amazing powers, unlike anyone else in the world. I wasn’t dropped in a toxic waste bin, I was born like this. I have almost all of the powers you could think of, from stopping ***?me, to strength. No one knows about my powers, and I wouldn’t dare tell anyone, it’s too dangerous. But my stopping ***?me didn’t always work; it never did when I ****?ted it to. It ***?emed to only happen when it wasn’t thinking about it, which is something different. At the moment, it ***?emed to be working at the ***?rfect ***?me, bonus. I grabbed the judge and took the gun then snapped my finger. Everything went back to moving. “Now look who’s on the other end of this?” I said smiling. He looked at me dumbfounded and stared at the gun. “Ah-ha what do you have now?” He still just stared at me in shock. “Who are you?” He ***?ked, still ***?tonished. “No one.” I replied simply ***? the police’s sirens could be heard loud and clear. “Have ***?n with the law.” I said ***? a police man hand-cuffed him and started to take him to the car. “How…” Judge Wright began, “How did you do that?” He stared at me just ***? dumbfounded ***? the robber. “What?” I ***?ked playing dumb. “How did you manage to get the gun and I without him noticing?” He questioned, obviously interested. “I have my ways…” I murmured. “Are you one of the police officers?” He urged on. I laughed, “Never in a million years would I be one of them!” I jumped out the window and opened my wings…Ah to be in the air again, it felt so ****?d. And besides, there’s no traffic up here…Another big plus to my powers. I told you I had almost every power you could think of. I landed on the roof of the District’s Attorney’s main building. I work for the D.A, like the rest of my ***?mily, that’s how we keep so close. I changed back to my normal ***?lf, (I can shape ****?ft) and pulled my hair out of its pony-tail. ***?rfect! Just the way I was before I left. Except for the ***?t… I could already hear Kane’s voice telling me to be more careful, or else I would attract suspicion. He had that talk with me every ***?me I came back from “doing something”. John Kane was fifty-seven year old man that my parents knew all their lives. Fifty-seven still kicken’ ****?y! He learned about my abilities when he took a blood sample and found out my blood type was Q…He found out, because there was no ****?h thing a blood type Q. After, he tested my abilities and vowed to keep them a ***?cret. That was eleven years ago; being 19 with these powers made life a lot more ***?n. I was the youngest ***?rson to work in the D.A. Some ***?ople think it’s because my parents pulled some strings and got me a job…But that’s just because they’re jealous. The real reason I was part of the D.A was because when I was a sophomore, five other kids and I were pulled out of High School and put into collage for reasons unknown. ****? it wasn’t our parents that arranged it, it was the Government. Their plot is unknown to everyone, not even the D.A knows why they did what they did. One of the five kids was my best friend Rick, he and I were put in ***?parate collages and I haven’t ***?en him since. For the first for months we called and texted each other almost every day, ****? ***? we got ***?rther in the school year we drifted and hardly talked. I sometimes wondered where he was, what he was doing , and if he remembered me. ****? Rick had to remember, if not…then what made him forget? I hurried down the hall to Kane’s office and put down my jacket. “You’re late.” He said, not looking up from his papers. “Sorry, I got held back.” I excused myself swiftly. “I ***?e that robber the police were after since last month was captured.” He said looking at me and raising an eye-brow. “Is that so?” I teased Kane, trying to lift the mood. “You do realize that the meeting between Brooklyn and us was today, don’t you?” He said looking more ***?rious. I slapped my forehead, “That was today?!” I ***?ked, even though I knew the answer. “Yes.” Kane replied, looking back at his papers, “You really need to keep your work life in order before someone gets fired Amanda.” “I know Kane.” I mumbled rolling my eyes. “And just for that, you get to prosecute him.” Kane said, putting down his papers and smiling. “Mr. Kane,” A woman said, interrupting our conversation, “Judge Wright would like to have a word with you.” “Of course.” Kane replied standing up and giving me a look that said, “We’ll finish later.” My name is Amanda, Amanda Bright. I’m nine-teen and live in New York City, the big apple. My blonde hair and green eyes came from my ***?mily, ****? my powers didn’t. My ***?mily had no idea about my powers…At least I hoped they didn’t. No one else had these strange abilities ****? me, I was basically alone. My parents are among the highest ranked in the D.A, the most important. And that, is more dangerous than jumping off a ten story building, trust me. They always expected me to take over their thrown one day, ****? I never would. I might have been ****?d, ****? not that ****?d. And besides, I didn’t know if I even ****?ted to take over. My world was ***?t on a line that everyone ***.med me to ***?llow, ****? here’s my motto: Don’t ***.me what you don’t know. Easy to remember, extremely easy to ***?llow, and the best part was, I was the only one who ***?llowed that rule. But my world was headed to a different path, a path were I wasn’t completely controlled. A path where I was the one who made the decisions and no one told me what to do. That would be the life…I’d be free from everything. It was a risk, ****? I was willing to take it. ***** politics. “Amanda, where have you been?” I heard my mother’s voice say. Crap, I’d been found. “That was a very important meeting and you missed it! Do you know how much you missed out on?” “Mom, I just got caught up.” I said lamely. “’Caught up’! Caught up in what?” She prosecuted me. “In traffic.” I said starting to leave the room. “Well, the robber was caught; it was on the news just a ***?cond ago.” My mom said, finally changing the subject. “Oh really?” I ***?ked trying to sound interested. “Yeah, that one girl got him. You know the one who ***?ems to bet the cops at their job?” “Oh her, well, I’m not surprised, she ***?ems to always get to those ***?ople.” I said trying not to smile. “Well, I just hope she doesn’t go bad like the rest of them.” My mom sighed. “Like the rest of who…?” I ***?ked suddenly interested. “Come on Amanda, you know she has those weird powers. Just look at her, the way she does all that. And the news has footage of her flying.” My mom said trying to make me “believe”. “You can’t believe everything that’s on the news Mom.” I said turning around and looking at her. At ***?mes, my mother ***?emed younger than me…Like right now. “No, ****? that’s where we get a lot of *****?eless information.” She said ***?riously. I didn’t respond to that. She had me, like she always got me. My mother sighed, “Well, I expect you to head down the police station and prosecute the robber. I ****?t his files and what you got out of him on my desk by six thirty, got it?” She said suddenly ***?rious again. I nodded, “Okay ****?d luck, you’ll need it.” “Thanks.” I murmured looking out the window. It didn’t take long to find out why my mom had said ‘good luck’. I had been questioning him for an hour, and the most we got out of him were two letter ***?ntences. “Well were you desperate?” I questioned impatiently. “No,” He replied. “Did you need the money?” I ***?ked started to get angry. “Not exactly.” He answered simply. “Then why did you do what you did?” I ***?ked, more calmly. “Why do you do what you do Miss? Because you ****?t to…Or because someone tells you to. Do the math o’ smart one.” He said with a bored and ****?g look on his ***?ce.
Is this a start of a ****?d short story?Friday, July 10th, 2009
I looked at her with loved filled eyes wondering aether not to push her in her own ****?l or not to.In a instant i awoke.I stared up at my room’s white ceiling.Asking myself, if i ****?ted to lean up and laugh at ****?h a foolish dream.As i were leaning up, i saw a figure in the Corner of the room.I jumped of my bed and began to reach out to the marvelous creature lurking in a corner.Halfway there the figure reached out with a hand that look so ***? a man or boy.I gust of light swept in from my window and ****?nned on the man.He was beautiful.There would e no reason, why a man would be in my ****?n-aged style room.Green eyes ***.ed out at me.”hello im not here to hurt you, Im marcus”.I felt my mouth drop he must be english.I just stared and in a minute i ***?inted.
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