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LFH: Chapter two-Crazy "We see panic attacks in a lot of PTS patients. But usually there's a catalyst to them... Are you sure there wasn't a trigger?" The doctors glasses slid down his nose for the thousandth time. His hair was the color of dirty salt, which did not compliment his face, which resembled melting wax. It made Holly want to gag. "Yes. I'm positive. I was leaning against the door when all that crap happened, then i passed out and hit my head. The rest you know from my mother." How many times do I have to tell you? she thought.
& LFH: Chapter two-Crazy
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LFH: Chapter one- Panic"Do you ever want to run away?" Holly questioned as Damien ran his hands through her hair.
"I thought about it," he laughed, "but then… well I found some one to keep me here."
Holly smiled slightly, knowing Damien couldn't see her in the dark. She brought her hand up to her throat and gently grabbed her necklace, pressing the pendent into her palm. The same one Damien had bought for her in Italy. It was another perfect summer night, her and Damien looking at the stars, lying on his trampoline talking about everything and nothing, laughing together and crying together. But suddenly the same thought would come to LFH: Chapter one- Panic
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Letters From Holly: Prologue I gentle breeze tugged at Holly's hair as she read the letter in her hand. A single tear rolled down her cheek and fell to the sand she stood on. Slowly, she tore the letter in half, then in half again. She kept tearing until there was nothing left of it. Watching as it floated down the beach into the ocean, she let her tears fall freely as she collapsed. Despair washed over her, memories tore through her mind stabbing at her heart. She was suffocating. Screams escaped her throat, electricity coursing through her veins. Trying to get away from it all she closed her eyes, but pictures of Damien w Letters From Holly: Prologue
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RunawayI wanted to run away
to a better day, so i packed my bags. Ran to the railroad tracks. but you grabbed my hand, slowed me down like quicksand, made me look back, and forget all that i lack. then i remember
the cold of december so i pull away to find a better day, picked up my bags, made it to the railroad tracks rubbed my hand, forgetting the quicksand, I can't take it back, forgiveness is what i lack. It's hard to remember, the cold of december... when all I can do is Runaway... Runaway
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Sat Sep 5, 2009, 9:05 PM

Mood: Mortified
Listening to: battlefield
Drinking: water

... so when i watch scary movies i get really into them right? i mean REALLY into them!!!!

but i love them. anyway. we watched a scary movie today, and i'm driving home, in the dark mind you. so i'm freaking out and all of a sudden my lights start freaking out!!!! so i park (because i had reached my house) and i turned my truck off and every single freaking light of course, has to go off at my house!!! so i try to get out of my truck as fast as possible, but the door was locked and it wouldn't unlock. So i swore, quite loudly, and finally got the door open. So i slam it shut and am booking it to my front door, when i realized i had dropped my keys. so i went back to get them, and they were under the truck. so that sucked, getting them out, and the ENTIRE time i'm saying stuff even a sailor's jaw would drop at. so i finally get my keys and book it into my house, where no one is home...

that's why i am on the computer.

deal

`Kalie

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=witchi1976 Oct 21, 2009, 9:43:59 AM

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~katchaphrase Sep 6, 2009, 1:55:05 PM

Sorry Kal! Facebook freaked out on me the other day. It wouldn't load and then suddenly it said Facebook wasn't working.

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