I Dare You... Chapter One by popsicle-shaker, literature
Literature
I Dare You... Chapter One
I Dare You Chapter One
Moving Away
Bree slammed the book with a laugh. The story scared her and made her laugh all at the same time. She ignored it and left it on the clothing store bench. Maria smiled at her friend, picking it up, prepared to prank her later. Bree was not easily scared, but Maria kept trying. Bree went into the dressing rooms with ten things that she was considering. Maria hated shopping with Bree. She had already tried on fifty things that were "cute, but not cute on her" and twenty that were "pretty, but expensive." If she couldn't afford them, then why did she pick them out in the first place? Maria couldn't com
I Dare You... Prologue by popsicle-shaker, literature
Literature
I Dare You... Prologue
I Dare You Prologue
If you are reading this, you have accepted a dare to do a specific task or set of tasks. The hardest part for you may be to find the person in which these tasks relate to. For others this may be the easiest. The people or person you will be dealing with should expect you. This may also cause quite a problem.
Everyone's dare is different, so the basic rules will be the only similarity in what you see, and what others see. Feel free to show as many people as you like, however if you are not yet finished with your task, you are doing so at your own risk. Once you finish, you must show one family member, one friend,
His Marie
He heard the footsteps,
The lingering eeriness of the hallways,
Hid his heart so he wouldn't regret,
The plagued memory of these days,
He turned around slowly,
Petrified by her splendor and control,
He knew his Marie,
His crush that stole his soul,
He longed for her fervently,
She gave him that deadly dazzling smile,
Her cherry red lips formed around her sparkling ivory teeth,
Her ruthless affection was hostile,
Especially with her immorality beneath,
She hides her problems from everyone,
She is almost perfect he can see,
But her whole world has come undone,
He loves his gorgeous Marie,
Her ashen skin smolders her
I want to see you hit her again,
I want to see you fight around,
I want to see your evil smile,
I want to see if it's worth while,
I want to see why she stayed,
I want to see you run away scared...
What does she see in him?
Golden hair?
Mercedes Benz?
Bruises on her face again?
Hit the ground and bleed today?
Having to watch every word you say?
What the hell is wrong with her?
Maybe she's scared,
Maybe she actually beleives he loves her,
How can a person get that mean?
He hits her with a damn hammer sometimes,
Does he actually love to watch her suffer?
I'm scared of losing my friend,
I'm scared how this will end,
I'm scare
People ignore her,
Because she is sort of different,
People don't like her,
Just because her mind is bent,
Shes alot like me and shes alot like you,
Only not so much as last year,
Because she lost her nephew,
But how just isn't clear,
Some say she killed him up on the roof top,
Some say she killed him down on the ground,
Some say she didn't even shed a teardrop,
Either way the body was never found,
And maybe she walked away with her footsteps on the floor,
And maybe It wasn't even her at all,
But I think her nephew would say what the hell was that for?
He'd say why did you make me crawl?
He'd repeat the same words over and ov