What do they expect of me ? Part 3.

The next day came, too fast for my liking. I heard sniggers from behind. I swung my head around and found that the gang of people, from yesterday, were filming me.
"Smile for the camera." One said.
"Why can't you just leave me alone?" I screamed.
"Leave her alone !" Someone shouted from behind them.
"Is it any of your business?" One of them shouted.
He came over to me. "Wanna' go out some time ?" My saviour asked.
"Yeh. That'd be great."
Then they all burst out laughing even the boy before me.
"Haha. 'Desperado'." They shouted.
"Loser." My 'Once-the-saviour' commented.
I burst out crying. I held my breath until I was sure. Sure I was blue. Pale blue. Not breathing. I fell to the ground then ... blackness.

Deck the hall in balls of... Magic - Part 2.

Part 2



Mum was wrong- We got there in less then five minutes, since most people don't go out on Christmas Morining- Apart from Church, but the place that Grandmother stays in isn't very religous."Okay, boys-""And girls," I muttered under my breath. Mum was so focused on remembering the boys, she sometimes forgot me."And you, Flo," smiled Mum. My real name os Florence, but people just call me Flo. "Anyway, we are about to go to your Grandmother's. Remember; Be one your best behaviour, since Grandmother, being old- I mean, elderly, is very fragile and delicate."Micheal, Ben, Noah and I stiffled a giggle. Grandomther Rose? DELICATE? Yeah. Right.We parked in the driveway of Grandmother's driveway, where there was already three cars parked. As I got outside, wrapped in Ben's old Sweatshirt and my own navy blue Trench coat, snow coming from the grey clouds tickled me as they fell down."Big Mama!" cried Noah as we went inside the house (His hair was wet from the snowballs Micheal and Be "accidentely" threw at him.) Noah called Gradomther "Big Mama." Yeah, SO ADORABLE. Not."Darlings!" said Grandmother, as she ebforced a big hug with me and the boys. I couldn't help notice Micheal and Ben eye the Christmas tree. Grandmother did, aswell."Help yourself, kiddos." she smiled. No fighting, there's enough for the whole of the local M&S staff, Uncle Mark told me!"Uncle Mark's face popped ouot behind a furry cushion of Grandmothers. "Hey guys," he said, as he, Dad, and some of my cousins Ava and Jacob talked about the football premier league."So, then," Grandmother said, as Micheal, Ben, Noah, Johnathon, Alice, Seira, Matt, and the rest of my cousins went through the toys. "How are you, my dear?""I'm good, thanks." I replied, hugging Grandmother."Here," she said. "I have a special suprise for you."She led me into her room, where a big, silver and rose pink present sat, with excited faires buzzing around me.I smiled happily, as I began to open it.

Deck the hall in balls of... Magic.

Speaking on behalf of Lolly_popps, she has to start a new story because someone commented saying it was very similar to another. :]

Enjoy the new one! x

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Part 1

Christmas time is a magical time, especially for us Millers. All of us and our cousins and relatives go into our Grandmother's small cottage in Scotland on Christmas Morning, which is magical in Every Single Way- Like Grandmother herself. She's small, skinny, and her face is covered in wrinkles from the big smile she has. Her hair is not grey, but white, like the snow in her big countryside garden, and is normaly fluffy, like candyfloss. In her cottage, though... That's pure magic. It's covered in holly and candles that smell like far away meadows in the summer. And the best things are the little zooming fairies that come around, that are so small that the could easily sit on the palm of your hand-"MUM! Micheal's pinching me!""Am not! That's Ben!"Ben's handsome, freckled face popped out behind a suitcase. "Did not, it was Flo!" I couldn't believe Ben. "You know perfectly well that you pinched Noah," I hissed at him. Ben shrugged, and wacked Micheal in the head with a pillow he found in the boot of the car (Noah, being only five, likes taking naps). "Shut up, you guys," said Dad from the front as Mum told him that he should turn right. ""We'll be there in 10 minutes!" Everybody wooped; But not for the same reason. Ben and Micheal wooped because they adored the presents Grandmother gave out; Noah liked the fairies; Mum & Dad were happy to be able to rest, and I just wanted to see Grandmother.

By Bea. (Lolly_popps).

What do they expect of me ? Part 3

What do they expect of me ? Part 3.

The next day came, too fast for my liking. I heard sniggers from behind. I swung my head around and found that the gang of people, from yesterday, were filming me.
"Smile for the camera." One said.
"Why can't you just leave me alone?" I screamed.
"Leave her alone !" Someone shouted from behind them.
"Is it any of your business?" One of them shouted.
He came over to me and pulled me up. "Wanna' go out some time ?" My saviour asked.
"Yeh. That'd be great."
Then they all burst out laughing even the boy before me.
"Haha. 'Desperado'." They shouted.
"Loser." My 'Once-the-saviour' commented.
I burst out crying. I held my breath until I was sure. Sure I was blue. Pale blue. Not breathing. I fell to the ground then ... blackness. Thats how my miserable life ended.

What do they expect of me ? Part 2

I smiled at a gang of people today. When they met my gaze, they just laughed. I was infuriated. My blood boiled. I was ready to erupt like a volcano.
Lava pouring out and all. But all my life I'd been put on so many times my fury soon wore off. Everone had an inflated ego. Big headed. Just nothing to bother getting
involved with. What happened to the beautiful human race god created ? I feel that I don't fit in. Like I'm Extra terrestrial. Some green blobby thing from
another planet. Extraordinary. Something to laugh at. Something to point your finger at. But someday I will fit in. I will prove them all wrong, I can be a
somebody. But that would be a long time from now. A-very-long time from now.

What do they expect of me ? Part 1

I've always thought of myself as ordinary, common, usual. I'm like a speck of dirt on someones shoe. Ignored. Neglected. Rejected. Bullied. Destroyed. Depressed. The list could go on forever. I feel like a wanderer marooned on an island. Instead of feeling lonely I felt I was in the aloneness. No one to care.
Even parents. It was down to them. My pain. My depression. Since the minute I fell from heaven. Or came from hell, I was unwanted. So know all I expect to
come 'home' to is a cardboard box and stale leftovers. Pets have a better life than me. Well I could say that but some pets are in the same situation as me.
Backing down in corners. Hurtful words, hurtful hits. For my way of living was not what you'd expect. It's inhumane. Cruel. Destructive of someones feelings.
For nothing but their own pleasure of the tears coming from the victim. The blood coming from the prey. The predator coming to destroy of the prey's hopes
and dreams. Their goals in life. But achieving things in life, even as much as getting a decent job is hard when your skin is a different colour.

Geek to chic part 4

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'Get up Setta!Katelyn and James are here!' I heard a voice call. I opened my eyes slowly and saw my ceiling. i rolled onto my side and looked at my clock. It said 9:30am. I groaned and reached over for my glasses. I put them on and got out of bed. As i walked out the door i grabbed my nearest hoodie which was purple and my nearest leopard print slippers,put them on and walked out. When i entered the kitchen i was greeted by James who ran over to me screaming 'Sesha!' I forced a smile.
'Hey James.' I looked up at my sister Katelyn.
'Hey Kate!' I grinned and hugged her.
'Hey Setta. Ready for today?' she smiled.
I nodded.
'Go get ready.' My mom urged. 'You're hair appointment is at 10:30.'
I nodded again and walked out the door with shaky knees. I changed into jeans,black flats and a black t-shirt,not bothering to dress up nice. I walked outside with my two sisters and got into the back seat of the car.
'So what am i getting done?' i asked as we turned out of the driveway. Katelyn and Kayla laughed.
'Like we're going to tell you' laughed Kayla.
'Please?I pleaded. They both shook their heads.
Hmph.
'Please,please,please' i kept saying please and that seemed to annoy them. Katelyn turned up the radio so high i could barely hear myself not think.
I sighed in defeat i looked out the window humming along to the radio on the way.
Suddenly we stopped.
'We're here' Smiled Kayla.


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