yo

hello nonexistent lovelies,
I have moved from the last time I have posted
school life is easier
life itself is still as tiring
gotta yolo through life every single day
cheers
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SSI

UPDATE Harriet

Harriet noticed that this day was not the same. Rather, this day's students were acting rather oddly. Whispers littered amongst the student body and it honestly pissed her off. The sense of not knowing was something that she hated. She decided to ignore and went to each class as usual. She skipped sixth period and worked on a software she was asked to design by the Zrontian mafia. It was worth a couple million so she decided to skip seventh period as well. It was cleanly finished and she returned to class with a self satisfied expression. Her teacher pretended to ignore her and all the students averted their gazes from her scarily tall form. It was her seat that ruined her sense of accomplishment for that day. Someone was sitting on it. Someone who was not Harriet Goldman.

update soon though when i have time ^-^

shadowmen

hi random strollers, no update on harriet but voila:

I used to never believe in dreams. They were time consuming and I considered them hopeless, I had goals of course, to get a successful job and live independently until I died.

However that was before we were attacked. It was a cold day; mist hovered near the ground and light barely streamed through the clouds. Small patches of light hung around near the tall oak trees that surrounded my town. We were encircled by them. Shadows played games, slowly pulling children deeper and deeper into the forest. They came during the day, dark silver cloaks encrusted their skin. The sun grazed them yet they continued. It was their voices though, pristine with a slight tinge of a melancholic twang, that struck terror. They took whatever meat, us villagers, they saw and ate our fellows right in front of our eyes, they stuffed their faces like dogs. Blood streamed like tears from their mouths. We lived in land that lay above less than a mile of asbestos, a dangerous mineral which can sabotage the human lungs, otherwise we would have built basements and safe houses deep underground. We couldn’t leave our houses during the day and at night, the roads leading out of the town were just as dangerous as the shadow men.

As young childre, we would make dares over who would go in deeper down the road, none of us children dared stay in the path for more than five minutes. It was stupid. Five years ago when I was seven, my mother went on a brisk walk to find pharmaceutical plants in the forest, ten days later they found bones covered in her clothing with a white liquid coating it like slime on worms. The next day my father ran into the forest for revenge. His body was never found. That year I was orphaned and forsaken by everyone. I never learned to trust again.

Today I'm doing nothing but homework
how pathetic
i left cake in my living room last night and when i looked this morning there were ants everywhere...
i vaccuumed them away...

Oh my god I'm sooo sooo sorry. For you lovely nonexistant readers I got too lazy to finish Harriet. Ill update this weekend, pinky promise....

School started this week sadly. Teachers have overloaded me with so much work... well ttfn guys...

Kukuku

I decided to make this a personal blog too...
he he he
anyway today I had done nothing and I'm bored

Alright I walked around and tried thinking of a new scenario to add to Harriet
Sadly I'm too lazy to

I finished Full Metal Alchemist... READ IT or better yet watch brotherhood
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so thats about it
I'll update later
ttfn non existent viewers of my blog