Creaking, cracking, bending, the stairs started to give way under my feet as I creeped up the stairs, my flashlights beam illuminating less and less the further I went. Breathing hard, I froze as soon as my only form of comfort flickered out. Great, I thought shaking my flashlight a few times trying to get the beam to come back to life.
Alright, this is all I have so far comment or pm me if you think I should continue it please!! Thanks. n_n
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[b:d50a1ecb1f]I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and my talent.[/color:d50a1ecb1f][/b:d50a1ecb1f][/align:d50a1ecb1f]
[b:d50a1ecb1f]-Marilyn Monroe[/align:d50a1ecb1f][/color:d50a1ecb1f][/b:d50a1ecb1f]
[b:d50a1ecb1f]-Marilyn Monroe[/align:d50a1ecb1f][/color:d50a1ecb1f][/b:d50a1ecb1f]