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The Darkest Minds

@sly13 I love the song you chose :)

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@KatherinWinter

Demetry glared the girl. " I wasn't really bullying him." She spat. She pushed a piece of her hair back. " Like I said, fighting was not what I wanted, but it clearly was what you wanted. You have nothing on me and you know it. I am not a kid, and you are quite..." She paused a moment, moving her fingers together. " I guess pathetic." She help the knife in her hand not bothering to twirl it around like the girl had. She didn't need to, because she didn't need to look tough. She didn't need to pretend to be something like this girl clearly did. A smile withered onto her face as she thought about it.

The Darkest Minds

Harper Azalea Cartella

Harper Azalea Cartella

She did not know how long she had been here, or anything of the sort. Her mind was not an accurate calendar, she lost count of the days long ago. She had heard that it has been two years from some of the other girls, but she didn't believe it was true. It felt like much longer in her opinion. The days passed by, each one being longer than the next. The torture and the pain killed, and the same activities bored the hell out of her. She continued on, trying to cause as little trouble as she could. She had faced some of the consequences, and it was something that she could not stand. Even before she entered the gates that surrounded the gates she knew it was nothing good she was getting into to. The long bus ride, holding an unbearable silence, that throughout her days at the camp followed her. Walking in the gates, she saw others, around her age working. They wore shirts with various colored X's. The shirts were labels. She didn't understand it then, but soon after she found out, when she was given her own label. Orange
The fact that she heard different rumors on how the red and oranges have been disappearing terrified her. It hasn't happened to her, and she also hoped that it didn't. Where the reds and oranges went was unknown. This fact didn't make it any less nerve-racking, especially here. People have disappeared a few times, and she remembered their faces. She never once saw them return to the camp. Her best guess would be that they were gone. She did not want to be gone. Even though she hated the camp, she would trade anything in the world to not die with in the walls.
Her mind focused on the topic, not letting it slip in her mind. Maybe if she was careful, maybe if she was good they would forget that she was there. The thought kept her somewhat warm, but it didn't do much. In realism she would need to escape to avoid her fate, but escaping was deemed impossible. She thought of ways, but nothing would work.
"Lets play truth or dare." She heard one of the girls say.
Harper looked up turning her head to the direction of the girl and shrugged. What did she have to lose? Truth or Dare wasn't her favorite game in the world. Most of the truths bored her, but the dares she enjoyed. She would like the truths more, if she didn't have the power that she did, and she could always tell if the others were lying. She had managed to figure out how to master her power, and had used it quite a few times. The PSF did not tend to catch it most times. She admitted it was risky, and she framed from doing it around them, but at times she just couldn't help it. Every time she used it she wanted to use it more, and she had completely disregarded peoples privacy to do so. She got headaches here and there from it, and when her friends realized she did it they were not impressed. "Sure. I'm in."
She waited as the game was making its way into progress. They got everyone who wanted to play gathered around the circle. "Who want's to go first?"
The question was never answered.
A loud noise interrupted there game. Harper, jumped at the sound eyeing the others around her. What was that? An escape attempt maybe? She quickly stood onto her feet, running to her bed. If it was an escape she knew what would follow. She laid down, covering her ears with her hands. She closed her eyes.
She waited moments afterwards, for it to begin, but there was nothing. Not a single peep. She opened her eyes, looking around at the others. What in the world? She realized that the others had a similar expression. She rolled her self up, getting onto her feet. She saw Annabelle going to open the door. She got up too her feet, standing behind Annabelle.
A loud sound and no white noise. Were they going to be saved? The thought rushed into her head, a rush of glee fleeing through her, though she quickly calmed it down. Chances were low.

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@KatherinWinter Sorry pissed off for no reason-probably over tired going to fix it now

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@@KatherinWinter

She grabbed it
She pushed arm away from her
Stepped forward turned around with out letting go and let go before it actually did damage.
It is when she turned around she kept her grip and let go.

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@KatherinWinter
Your character had my character in a type of lock, and she used a self defence method to get out, where she grabbed the arm that held the knife at her neck and pushed out twisting Roxys arm and letting go. It does not say that Roxy is not going to fight back it?

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@KatherinWinter

Demetry eyed the girl, sighing. Not how she wanted to start her day. She sidestepped in the opisite direction, her hand reaching at her waist, pulling up the sharp metal blade. " I am not scared to kill you either." She glared Roxy. She stood on her toes, waiting for Roxy's move. "When this fight is over, remember I was not the one to start it."
She jumped, caught off guard as Roxy had disappeared from her sight, she cursed. She felt the edge of the blade tilt onto her skin, and she quickly knew what was happening. Roxy's power, she just figured it out. She didn't bother to dwell on what it was but instead she let her skin heat up to an unbearable touch. She grabbed the wrist Rocky had her knife in and pushed it away from herself.
" Our lives can not be put into control by ourselves. Only an idiot would believe that nonsense."

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@KatherinWinter

Lol I can't wait is my problem. When I am waiting it is like a probe in my head screaming at it, and then for about a month after it has ended I can not watch or read anything with out it being tormented in my head like a little bug.

Simplified version- low patience with an obsession problem.

What I hate most is that people will say they love these movies and TV shows that are based on books, BUT THEY REFUSE TO READ THE BOOK OF IT OR HAVEN'T BEFORE. I don't understand why people do this. Give the author credit A and B the book is ALWAYS better than the show and movies!

With books, it is easier but TV shows get to me the most. I remember that I started one 39 clues, and I was going to read all of those but the library didn't have many of them. I still want to read the series though.

-My sugar high is finally over. Good night and fairwell my lady till next time thy meet.
(Shakespeare 'tis hath time of today. )

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@KatherinWinter

Yea I feel that. For my focus issue its mainly adhd where my mind is thinking about one thing and jumps to the next, and forgets what I am suppose to do. Like writing a report on an animal and then five seconds later you are questioning whether the animal would have slimy or scaly skin because it is a reptile that lives in water. (This has happened.) This happens a lot when I am writing because I will think of something then I will start it and think of another idea. :/ Reading is great but haven't got endoved in it as much as I have roleplaying. Mainly because when a series or book that I like ends I want to relive the plot line again. It's very obsessive and bad, though probably entertaining to watch when I get pissed at the books.

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@KatherinWinter

Xd. Everyone I know has problems with not sleeping enough, but then there is me without coffee I end up sleeping way to much.
Without coffee-
I sleep from 10-6 usually
During school I figured out usually during third or fourth block I take a fifteen minute nap while looking lively. (Or just zoning out idk. I just know the fact my friend pointed out everytime I fell asleep/zoned out)
Also in school, or general, if my mind is not doing something it wanders to sleep land. I can't have nothing or it is night night.
Between 3-7 I tend to end up taking an hour nap on accident no mater what so it seems, or I am very tired.
Its a problem, I get nothing done because of it. I have slept for 2 days almost straight.

And supernatural themed is great. I like anything with a good interesting plot, and is not awful and slow paced writing, which would be a lot of stories that are written in first person. I extremely dislike them usually though they're are a few good ones.