Jasmine's POV
The freezing darkness pressed down on me,Harry,and Dudley.
"S-stop it Du two.Now.It-it's not funny." Dudley stammered.
"We're not doing anything Dudley!" I shouted over the wind.
"I swear,if Du don't stop it,I-I'll hit y-you." Dudley sagte again.
"Shut up Du-.." Harry began.
WHAM!
The sound of Dudley's fist connecting with Harry's jaw sounded beside me.
"Ow! God Dudley!" Harry shouted.
Before I had time to react,my feet were kicked out from underneath me and I fell to the ground,slamming my already hurt head on the ground.My spine seemed to jolt out of place,then back in,making me moan in pain.I slowly got up again,grabbing my wand off of the ground.
"Lumos!" I said.A faint glow of light shone from my wand tip.Harry did the same.We. didn't have much time to look around until two Dementors swooped down on us.I began to feel dizzy and tired as one got near me.
"RUN!" Harry shouted and bolted through the park and into the street.I shook myself from my daze and ran after him.Dudley ran after Harry and I.The three of us ran back towards the Dursley's house.Dudley caught up to me and grabbed my waist,pulling me back and getting in front of me,he grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him back to.Harry had stopped running,it was to dark,and I ended up running into his back at full speed.Harry fell onto the road,scraping his hands on the pavement,and me falling onto his back.
"I'm sorry Harry!" I yelled,getting off him,then helping him up.He grabbed my hand and began running again,as only one Dementor chased after us.One? Hadn't there been two? A warm liquid pressed against my hand.Harry was bleeding.
"Harry! Your bleeding!" I yelled,worried.
"I don't care! I have to keep Du safe! That's all that matters at the moment!" Harry yelled back.
We continued running,until we hit a dead end.Dudley was laying on the ground,a Dementor hovering over him,getting closer every second.Harry and I stopped as the other Dementor swooped over us.
The freezing darkness pressed down on me,Harry,and Dudley.
"S-stop it Du two.Now.It-it's not funny." Dudley stammered.
"We're not doing anything Dudley!" I shouted over the wind.
"I swear,if Du don't stop it,I-I'll hit y-you." Dudley sagte again.
"Shut up Du-.." Harry began.
WHAM!
The sound of Dudley's fist connecting with Harry's jaw sounded beside me.
"Ow! God Dudley!" Harry shouted.
Before I had time to react,my feet were kicked out from underneath me and I fell to the ground,slamming my already hurt head on the ground.My spine seemed to jolt out of place,then back in,making me moan in pain.I slowly got up again,grabbing my wand off of the ground.
"Lumos!" I said.A faint glow of light shone from my wand tip.Harry did the same.We. didn't have much time to look around until two Dementors swooped down on us.I began to feel dizzy and tired as one got near me.
"RUN!" Harry shouted and bolted through the park and into the street.I shook myself from my daze and ran after him.Dudley ran after Harry and I.The three of us ran back towards the Dursley's house.Dudley caught up to me and grabbed my waist,pulling me back and getting in front of me,he grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him back to.Harry had stopped running,it was to dark,and I ended up running into his back at full speed.Harry fell onto the road,scraping his hands on the pavement,and me falling onto his back.
"I'm sorry Harry!" I yelled,getting off him,then helping him up.He grabbed my hand and began running again,as only one Dementor chased after us.One? Hadn't there been two? A warm liquid pressed against my hand.Harry was bleeding.
"Harry! Your bleeding!" I yelled,worried.
"I don't care! I have to keep Du safe! That's all that matters at the moment!" Harry yelled back.
We continued running,until we hit a dead end.Dudley was laying on the ground,a Dementor hovering over him,getting closer every second.Harry and I stopped as the other Dementor swooped over us.
Ever since my family died down to be just me.... I`ve been alone since they died in a car accident. I got out fine (only with cuts and a migrane), but they died. I now live with my grandpa... but he doesn't get me..... I cut my self, dresss diffrently, and never really talk.
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the Tag my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some Tag I hope his herz gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the Tag my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some Tag I hope his herz gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?
"No,no,no! Ponny, you're supposed to sound scared. like this, 'AAAA! The Coopestells! They're back!'" Hilisia said. She sagte the line terrifiying. Ponya rolled her eyes. "If I say it any Mehr frighted, my eyes will pop out! And anyway, you're NOT the director. I'm doing it wrong when Mr.Figgsten says so." Ponya snapped back. "Ok girls, from the top!" The girls got ready. Then suddenly, Ponya stretched her arm out to Hilisia(Luci) And said, "Luci! LOOK OUT!" "What? What Brenda?" "AAAA! The Coopestells! They're back!" "EEEEEEK!" "RUN!!!" They both said. Then the scene ended as they ran off stage. "Perfect!" Mr.Figgsten yelled. Huffing and puffing, the girls came offstage. "Hey Du guys I know it's short notice, but we will have to shoot the rest of the film in New jersey
Are Du bored? Despretly trying to find something on Google, but everytime Du serch something innoceont weird and gross stuff just overflows your computor screen? Well, Mitmachen this Schreiben compeition! I will Liste five Zufällig genres and themes I pulled from a hat and all Du have to do is write a short story from a genre oder theme of your choice but it has to be one of the five. The compeition will run from November 07 2011 - November 21. Voting will start from November 21 - November 31.
Genres:
1. Mystery
2. Fan Fiction (Lucky You!)
3. Sci-Fi
4. Children's
5. Drama
As I said, there random.
Themes:
1. Magic
2. Sacrifice
3. True Story
4. Childhood
5. Anime (For Fan Fiction)
Just Post Your Entry on Fanpop and ur good to go!
The winner will recive 10 Requisiten and 5 runners up will recive 3 props. :P
Genres:
1. Mystery
2. Fan Fiction (Lucky You!)
3. Sci-Fi
4. Children's
5. Drama
As I said, there random.
Themes:
1. Magic
2. Sacrifice
3. True Story
4. Childhood
5. Anime (For Fan Fiction)
Just Post Your Entry on Fanpop and ur good to go!
The winner will recive 10 Requisiten and 5 runners up will recive 3 props. :P
A tear ran down Jannet's pale cheek. David's footsteps echoed in the hall like a man's last words, and for Jannet, they were last words David will ever say to her. We never saw David again. Never. It's a hard word to handle when inlove.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" Mike screamed. The moment was so mindblowing, we forgot we were in Mikeal's orphanage. "She's not dead! She can't be dead!" The careers grabbed him Von the arms, threw him to the ground and beat him. "Mike..." Jannet whispered, wiping a tear away. "Mike!" She shouted "Jane, don't interfeare, please!" I begged. It didn't work. When a spirit is enraged they have Mehr energy, kinda' like an adrenaline rush.
"Jannet, where are you?!" Mike shouted. "She's dead! Get over it, boy!" The Head Misstrus boomed. "LEAVE HIM!" Jannet demanded. The women stared at her in disbelif.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" Mike screamed. The moment was so mindblowing, we forgot we were in Mikeal's orphanage. "She's not dead! She can't be dead!" The careers grabbed him Von the arms, threw him to the ground and beat him. "Mike..." Jannet whispered, wiping a tear away. "Mike!" She shouted "Jane, don't interfeare, please!" I begged. It didn't work. When a spirit is enraged they have Mehr energy, kinda' like an adrenaline rush.
"Jannet, where are you?!" Mike shouted. "She's dead! Get over it, boy!" The Head Misstrus boomed. "LEAVE HIM!" Jannet demanded. The women stared at her in disbelif.