My heart is open for all to see,
They see that I love you...
They see that I want you in my life forever...
But they also see that I hurt sometimes.

They warn me not to get to close
A little late for that
They tell me to watch myself around you
What? Am I going to melt or walk away...???


I know they do it because they care
I just wish that they would leave me to my own
decisions or mistakes...I have to learn
I love you to much to listen to THEM...


I only can hope that you love me the way I do you.

Guy: "Can we have sex now?"

Girl: "Can we do what?"

Guy: "You know, can I be your first, finally?"

Girl: "Um.....no."

Guy: "Why?"

Girl: "Because you have a girlfriend, who happens to be my friend......."

Guy: "So, if you don't tell, I won't tell."

Girl: "Besides that, I'm waiting for someone special. Someone that I want to be with for the rest of my life to be my first."

Guy: "I'm not special to you?"

Girl: "You're my friend. That's all."

Guy: looks forward and keeps driving.


5 minutes pass.......

Guy: starts to run his hand up the girl's thigh.

Girl: moves his hand, "Don't touch me.".

Guy: tries to kiss her.

Girl: screams, "Would you stop!"

Guy: continues trying.

Girl: moves to the back seat

Guy: parks on an abandoned street and gets in the backseat with the girl. Starts to kiss her.

Girl: pushes him off and scoots over, "Please, don't do this."

Guy: "Don't do what? I know you want it, I can see it in your eyes." Moves over to her and starts to unbutton her pants.

Girl: pushes him harder and says, "No, don't."

Guy: getting aggravated, punches her and tells her to stop "playing hard to get".

Girl: crying, continues to fight.

Guy: punches her harder, pulls her pants off, and holds her down.

Girl: screams as he penetrates her, "NO, please don't do this to me!"

Guy: puts his hand over her mouth.


An hour passes.........

Guy: pulls back and wipes himself off.

Girl: sits on the corner of the seat, crying.

Guy: looks at her and says, "You better not tell anybody about this. If you're really my friend, you won't tell anybody about this. You know I love you." He reaches out his hand to touch her cheek.

Girl: pulls back, "Just take me home, now."

Guy: says, "Alright." Gets in the front seat and drives her home.


2 months later.........

Girl: "Doctor, what's wrong with me? I haven't had my time of the month in 2 months."

Doctor: looks at her, "You haven't been having your "time" for a reason."

Girl: looks at him and says, "Why?" dreading the answer that she was sure to receive.

Doctor: "You are pregnant."

Girl: faints.


The story gets out that she is pregnant, and people start looking to the Guy. He claims that it isn't his because she was sleeping with every guy in the school(which was a lie). He goes to her and tells her, "I'm telling you, if you lie to people and say that I raped you, I'll kill you."


The Girl is completely devastated. First, he took her virginity and got her pregnant....then he lied about it. So completely depressed......the girl commits suicide by drug overdose.......


Girls, if this story touched you, put this in your journal as "No means no!"

Guys, if this story pisses you off, put in your journal as 'I'll kill any idiot who does this to my girl, or any girl"

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Character Name: Shadow Giometti
Age: 150/ but appears to be 24
Race Vampire
Gender: Female

Appearance: She has long raven black hair and light blue eyes. Her face is normally covered with a mask-like cover. Her normal dress is a pair of black leather pants that are tucked into black leather boots. She wears a black tanktop that has seen better days. A leather strap crosses her abdomon that carries a set of black throwing daggers. She also has a dagger strapped to her side that she leaves peace tied most of the time.

History: Raised on the streets in a gritty city...she learned to survive at an early age. She was bitten and trained in a different idea of survival...that of feeding on blood. She quickly learned to defend herself and exceeded her sire's expectations. Now she roams the world trying to exist with others, not looking for anything special.

Personality: A bit of a tough cookie...but still soft enough to care for someone that needs help.

Weapon(s): Throwing daggers and a dagger

Weaknesses: A troubled soul in need of help. Sometimes younger children and the loss of their innocents. Any type of wooden object if it is stuck near the heart and loss of her head.

Requested Class: Short-weapon users

Late at night, I lay under the tall oak trees, just at the edge of the clearing, to look at the starlit skies. My mind drifts to the memories of simpler times. Running free with my pack, feeling the solid earth, lined with freshly fallen leaves, under my paws. The adrenaline flowing through my veins as we hunted. The taste of copper over my tongue as my teeth sank slowly into warm flesh.
Those are now just fleeting memories. The locked collar around my neck harshly reminds me of the world I live in now. The master's spiked whip that gouges and tears my flesh, the cruel voice that cuts as deep as any whip. They all remind me that my life with my pack is over.

"Get back to work, BlueEyes," cuts the angry voice of my master. The sting of the whip soon follows.
The yelp that welled up to my throat is sealed behind clenched teeth. "Damn my wondering thoughts..." Quickly I return back to the work that I should have been doing in the first place.

"One of these days, BlueEyes...I will make you beg and yelp. Even if I have to beat it out of you..." The master's eyes brighten at the thought of the pain that he could inflict on me.