.::Battle Born::. [thread]

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    I know how!ok,just thought I should tell you but I do first character all the time so yea...


    Baylor:


    I slip my hood over my head and stick in my earbuds as I entered the school.I looked around and tried to find Blair as I hummed to the song Monster by Skillet.

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    Smiling, I looked up at the sky and pretended to know what it was like to live amongst the clouds. To have a home made of the puffy substance, being able to hop from cloud to cloud or ride a cloud motorcycle or a cloud hovercraft. But, then, I shut that idea out, because I knew that fantasy wasn't a reality. Instead, I thought of the idea that clouds were not solid, instead were liquids and gases that clumped together to rain a storm upon us. To wreck havoc and to calm our souls.




    I got up from the grass, artificial really, and packed up my stuff. I had finished eating my apple already. I honestly felt so very uncomfortable eating these fruit. I loved to fruit, but I hated the thought that whoever grew up them injected them with chemicals to make them sweeter and bigger and to ripen up and to grow when they shouldn't be in harvest. But sometimes, fruit was the only thing my stomach could take, no matter how sick they were.




    I smiled to myself though. The thought of a rebellion was quiet appetizing for me, and I immediately thought about what my first decision would be if I could make a difference: stop messing with the natural world. Stop trying to control weather. Stop trying to make us sick.




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    ➸ Foxface Grinner Wolfsbane
    ➸ Blair Avril Foxworth
    ➸ Brindle Gale Song
    ➸ Jasper Mackenzie Lee
    ➸ Angus Smaug Pace
    ➸ Ender Fog Cabret
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    I look around and sigh lightly.Where is she?I think to myself and the thought of the rebellion was pushed out of my mind for a few minutes which was rare.I get my phone and call her.