She hurried her face in her hands and let out a groan “what the heck I hope the programmer dies!” She shouted"Lottie wait-" Matt tried, he canceled the call and sunk into his bed," why did it have to be this way," he groaned to himself quietly
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She hurried her face in her hands and let out a groan “what the heck I hope the programmer dies!” She shouted"Lottie wait-" Matt tried, he canceled the call and sunk into his bed," why did it have to be this way," he groaned to himself quietly
Matt lay in his bed deep in thought, the thought of what happened today, and the thought of lottie's voice as she hung the phone up.She burried her face in her hands and let out a groan “what the heck I hope the programmer dies!” She shouted
She stormed outside the house and went down the driveway at this rate she was never going to meet someone she actually liked, she had really liked Matt and now everything was ruined. She threw open her car door having driven it back from where they had intercepted the van, she got in and slammed it shut. She sent a text to Matt having cooled off a little, I’m sorry I ended our conversation so abruptly I was just upset. I don’t think it would be right for us to go out tomorrow night with no future for us. I’m sorry it had to be this way I just think it’s best for both of us.Matt lay in his bed deep in thought, the thought of what happened today, and the thought of lottie's voice as she hung the phone up.
(Yep I am in the midst of an English assignment)( I have to go to bed now, see y'all later!!!!)
Calder, having heard the screams, was on his way upstairs. He pushed past the others hovering around Tara (that's Elsie / Isabel not the ghosts) and pulled up a chair by the bed.Tara sighed at relaxed back into her bed, she couldn’t forget her parents rotting bodies standing in the doorway to her-I mean Michaela’s room. Somehow no matter how long she stayed she knew it wouldn’t never feel like her room, it would always be Michaela’s room.
She glanced at him sideways “am I insane Calder? Should I be locked up? In a straight jacket? At an asylum?” She whispered her face continued to paleCalder, having heard the screams, was on his way upstairs. He pushed past the others hovering around Tara (that's Elsie / Isabel not the ghosts) and pulled up a chair by the bed.
This was the first time his healing had failed.
"I don't think so..." he replied, but there was a tremor in his voice. "I think it's my healing... it hasn't done what it's meant to."She glanced at him sideways “am I insane Calder? Should I be locked up? In a straight jacket? At an asylum?” She whispered her face continued to pale