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Music, guys, and just hanging with my friends, being an idiot ((running into electric fences, jumping off 2 story houses, BB gun wars)) **DON'T ASK**)) dirt biking, riding horses, helping my friend's band with their demo CD, stduying WITCHCRAFT **yes I do believe in Wicca and/or witchcraft** |
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| Favorite Movies: |
Bride of Chucky |
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Comedy, Crime, Fantasy, Horror, Music, Mystery, Romance |
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| Favorite Music: |
KoRn, SLIPKNOT, DEVIL DRIVER, BLACK SABBATH, NIRVANA, GODSMACK, NEW FOUND GLORY, METALLICA, THREE DAYS GRACE, MARILYN MASON, LINKIN PARK, BLOOD BATH, THE USED, GREEN DAY, CRADLE OF FILTH, BLINK 182, MURDER DOLLS, MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE, SYSTEM OF A DOWN, CROSSFADE, 3 DOORS DOWN, SALIVA, PUDDLE OF MUD, OFFSRING, LIMP BIZKIT, FUTURE LEADERS OF THE WORLD, PAPA ROACH, BREAKING BENJAMIN, CHEVELLE, AUDIOSLAVE, BADMOTORFINGER, SOUNDGARDEN, PEARL JAM, ALICE IN CHAINS, LAMB OF GOD, THE EXIES, AVENGED SEVENFOLD, THERE IS MORE BUT I CAN'T THINK OF ANY MORE!!!!! |
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| Top Music Genres: |
Alternative Rock, Classic Rock, Electronica, Hard Rock, Indie Rock, Metal |
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DIMEBAG!!!! )*(PANTARA/DAMAGE PLAN)*( DIMEBAG WE LOVE YOU!!!!!!!! |
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| Favorite Food: |
PIZZA |
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| Hook Line: |
If you don't mind getting Dirty, DO IT!!! (the quote is NOT about sex) Live every day like its your last.. Its better to carry one ounce of forgiveness than one hunderd pounds of hate. Whatever, who ever said that lied to u.**U**LOL friends are like locks u need keys!!!!! LIFE SUX WANNA COOKIE!!!!!! I HAVE A HEAVY HEART IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH IT GO FIND SOMEONE ELSE TO COMPLAIN TO!!!! LIFE SCREWS US ALL SO WE NEVER DIE VIRGINS!!!THE ONE THING I MISS THE MOST IS MY MIND!!! WHY WON'T DIE YOUR BLOOD AND MINE, WE'LL BE FINE, THEN YOUR BODY WILL BE MINE!!! YOU SEE I CANNOT BE FORSAKEN, BECAUSE I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE WE WALK AMONGST YOU FEEDING, RAPING WHY MUST WE HIDE FROM EVERYONE!!!!!! |
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Someone to talk to
Friendship with a guy
Relationship with a guy
Friendship with a girl
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Skateborders, goths, nice punks, METAL-HEADS, bullriders IN OTHER WORDS GUY WIT BALLS, also guys wit tattoos and Piercings |
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GUYS THAT TAKE A PERSONAL SEXAL HAPPIENESS TO FAR!!! and guys who are thugs, preps, jocks, or wanna be's or some dumb STUFF like that, SOME BLONDES WHO ARE NOT METAL-HEADS |
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“That’s just plain hoopies! You expect me to start living in the shadows? Why must I hide? My secret is no more.” I screamed at my parents in the darkness.
My mother calmly explained to me, “You see my child, the Queen Akasha has been awakened from her stone statue. She had fed from the King Marious’s statue. All she wants and cares about is for blood and the vampires of the world to be the higher existence the way it was many moons ago. We were feared so much.”
“Mother, I still don’t see how this is current to my life. How does this affect me?” I asked as I was starting to relax.
“You are a straight descendent, a daughter if you will, of Queen Akasha. Your heart was not pure evil like the Queens. You have inherited the King’s high spirits and his belief that we, the vampires, have no reason to hide in the shadows. Yes if you are going to ask, you did inherit Akasha’s good looks and thirst for things.” Mother explained.
This explained a whole lot. But for some reason the whole concept was still foggy. Yet, what I got out of it seemed interesting. I was left pondering what I had been told. I went to bed thinking that some sleep would clear my head.
I awoke to the sound of a door creaking. I sat up and looked around. Nothing had been moved, except a porcelain doll. She had been knocked over. Besides, that everything was all right. So I went back to sleep.
The next night I woke up to a blood-curdling scream. I originally thought that is was my Mother feeding. So, I got up out of bed to see what the catch of the day was. I turned the corner into the kitchen too sharply. I cut open my arm on a sharp nail that was sticking out. I started to bleed and I sucked up the blood quickly and continued through the kitchen and into the living room.
When I reached the living room, I stood there in shock. I found my Dad on the floor. It was too late he was dead. He showed bite marks on his neck. I was almost done inspecting my Father’s body when I heard another blood-curdling scream coming from the office.
I bolted to the office. I screamed at the horror about to unfold. I saw my Mother and this other woman fighting. The other woman was adorned in fine white silk and gold jewelry. The way she was dressed I knew exactly who she was. She was Queen Akasha. Both Mother and Queen Akasha’s fangs where dripping blood. I stood there watching them fight. I could not stand it any more.
I ran over to Queen Akasha. At first I bit her softly. Then I sank my sharp teeth into her neck. Her blood was like fire, I continued to drink until I had my fill. Then my Mother started to drink. It seemed like hours when Mother was feeding off of her. Then she stopped. Queen Akasha was dead. Then Mother turned to stone. Mother has taken the last of her blood. That is why she turned to stone.
I wondered why my Mother has forgotten the rule that you never drink the last drop of blood of your prey. Maybe someday, I would find out. Right now, I have to find a way to live on my own.
By Jasmine Nelson
JACKING THIS WILL GET YOUR ASS SUED!!!!!!!
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