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The Nightmare Catcher ch 1
The Nightmare Catcher.
"Excuse me, but this is our table."
The young girl gazed up and saw three girls, two with very blonde hair and one brunette, all wearing the stereotypical and "every girl biggest dream" cheerleader dresses. Blonde girl number one, (obviously the leader), who had told her to move away, spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. They were the queens and she was a lower peasant. But the girl just starred expressionless at her, then continued to draw in her sketchbook.
"I don't think you own this table. Is your name on it?"
Blonde girl number one looked down at the dark clothed emo-girl who had just ignored her command and then physically pulled her black skinny legs up and dropped them back on the bench.
"Well, I can't see your name on it either!" Blonde girl number two smirked.
Without taking her eyes off her sketching, the emo-girl grabbed one of her dark colored pencils and scribbled her name (with her left hand) on the desk, upside down from
Creature and the Maiden 18-19
Creature and the Maiden chapter 18.
She couldn't believe what she'd just heard John say... "...For me it is..."
Laura was so stunned that she lost her speech. She couldn't force the words out when she tried. "You're...made by...dead people?!" she whispered. Her head was spinning and her world was crashing and she didn't know how to make it stop. This was insane. This was totally insane and she couldn't believe it. "Now you're just ridiculous." She rose up from the bed, rushing towards John. "Are you trying to convince me that your whole body is made by dead people, that whoever gave birth to you is not a mother or even god?" Then she looked again at the horrible scar that was trailing over his chest, small sicacs threads were visible in his huge chest.
"My father wanted to play god and searched for perfection. The head on my shoulders is not actually mine. My left arm is not the same as my right, my right leg were not completely stitched so I limped first and had to use a stick to walk
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