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JunipherJunipher smiled as he climbed into the driver's seat of the silver Grand Am. The smile he possessed was not that of an ordinary human, but one labeled as deranged. Most considered Junipher, as he called himself, crazed, he considered himself odd. Today was no different from any other day; he awoke at three AM, dressed, ate, cut up his magazines (because everyone knows that the government is secretly installing tiny cameras in them), and then he headed off to work.Junipher
His car was new, nice, and smelled of apples. The leather seat was frozen solid, and though he was wearing an extra thick pair of jeans, still a chill was sent up his s
by ~Artimis-Rose
No nameDennis walked through the door and cringed. The smell of blood lingered in the air. He had been working as a detective in homicide for nearly 12 years, but nothing had prepared him for this case. He looked around the small apartment, police swarmed in and out of the broken down door. Some were in the hall, blocking off nosy neighbors. There was blood on every wall, smeared by a small hand, like that of a child. Dennis could feel vomit rise into his through, he pictured a small girl with golden curls bleeding to death in this room. He walked around the living room taking in everything, there were two short windows covered by dark blue sheets.No name
by ~Artimis-Rose
i want fries with thatGrease hardens in the oddest shapes, if you look at it close enough sometimes it will almost seem like they are spelling out something. Of course that is just stupid, food doesn't do anything but sit there. It doesn't move, it doesn't breath, it certainly doesn't spell or read. I guess working the night shift for so long can make you think things, see things, even occasionally hear things. That is probably the way I would have started this story a month ago, but no not now, not after everything that I had seen. Perhaps I should introduce myself, my name is Adam and I have been working at speedy burger for nearly six months. The day I was hirei want fries with that
by ~Artimis-Rose
he was my brotherSand gets everywhere, it grains against your skin as you march. At night you find how it has sneeked into every crevis of your body, invading you, taking you over. That was the worst thing about living over seas, the sand. The plane ride home was over twelve hours, twlve short hours and I would be back in America. It was very hard to believe. I closed my eyes and drifted slowly into the sweet dreams of my fourteen month home. It had been very peacefull and I loved it. The people were just happy to see troops of a friendly country and not thoes of their violent dictator we had driven out. The rest of my dreams were much like that. No not dreamhe was my brother
by ~Artimis-Rose
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- Current Residence: Hell, wisonsin
- Interests: History, the dead, the pretty, the ugly
- Favourite movie: Boondock saints, machinest, American history X
- Favourite band or musician: Cat Stevens, Flogging Molly, And so much more!
- Favourite genre of music: anything but rap/hip hop
- Favourite artist: Surete
- Favourite poet or writer: I like Dean Koonz,Christopher Marlow, Shakspear, a lot more!
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- Favourite game: Sims2, age of empires
- Favourite cartoon character: . . .Pig stye
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- Email: finnish_rah@yahoo.com
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