You know when you just start to wake up in the early morning you start to get that feeling, where you just want to go back to sleep, but you can't; so you just stare at the wall and its all because an old nightmare that will haunt you for the rest of your life, and cause so much trauma it is suffocating you to deaf.
That it causes you to have fear and anger and the passion to kill the people who did this to you in the first place when you were so very young and innocently little good teenager before it all happen and then after what they did you became what you'd fear most to be.........ONE OF THEM!
And It's so powerful that you can't control your emotions.
Yeah, that happened to me...
Four years ago... fourteen then seventeen now.It works like clockwork every day. At 3:00 A.M. but, hey, I can't complain.
"Why's that?" you'd say
Because it has its own unique little advantages.Like watching your plan unfold on your twin brother
("Haha! Lol! classic brother and sister love muhaha I'm so evil but he is too!")
("I love you so much brain.")And like packing another plan in your school bag to give your favorite teachers living hell. A lot of time to pick your outfit a lot of time to mess around with your hair. A whole lot of time to mess around basically.
What I have in mind for everybody's pranks is:
My twin bro:
1.) Hair dye prank
2.) Car Prank
3.) Sneak attack Prank
4.) Hack his phone reprogram Google search engine turn it into an evil, threat, warning into a meme; program it to pop up when he's done searching for Roko.
The Hell Hole: ?? Not today bra, I just remembered that we have a wonderful quiz coming up within five days so Imma be nice to them and give them a break."Oh, yeah I forgot to tell you who I am. Well I'm Angel, no for real I am, aren't I precious."
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Alpha Sinclair
Romance"It's been one hundred years of war between are kind and those ghastly hunters they've killed many of our kind off we need to become stronger and more powerful." "Therefore shall we resort to sin, my lord?" "Yes, it seems we must, let us not waste t...