Toasty (Erin)
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The Tattoo and The HairA Chapter by Toasty (Erin)I eat quickly from the plate in front of me, put the plate in the sink and then rush back up stairs. I look at the wall clock 8:04am. “Damn i.. |
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A bruise is better than a bladeA Chapter by Toasty (Erin)I wake up and I’m lying on a beat up cot with an ice pack on my cheek, all I remember is Kat’s fist coming towards me then impact and bl.. |
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They are crazy, They are insane, Ignore themA Chapter by Toasty (Erin)I go to one of the tables in the back with my head held high. I see Misha Cardinal and Jared Lopez-Cardinal sitting there, Misha picking at his food.. |
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I want to leave but the world won't let me goA Chapter by Toasty (Erin)I spend the next three weeks trying to find Kat again, just to say hello or even ask a question but she is no where to be found. I can’t even .. |
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Games are made for the young and memories are made..A Chapter by Toasty (Erin)I take the S.S to the Rec. Centre in the main square of the city, not many Beef’s travel there but I know Kat is a slight risk taker or at lea.. |
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They take before you can blinkA Chapter by Toasty (Erin)I walk inside the house and I see Brenda and Luke sitting on the beige carpet with wide eyes and shaking. Fear pangs my system and the knot in my st.. |
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Carry On, Carry OnA Chapter by Toasty (Erin)The next morning before I leave for the S.S, the phone starts ringing, I instantly pick it up. “Hello?” I answer hoping it’s one .. |
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Selling your soul for all the right reasons.A Chapter by Toasty (Erin)I spend that night filling out the forums for B.E.F.A. Brenda’s and Luke’s are a snap because they are so young they don’t have to.. |
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Shake Hands with The RebelA Chapter by Toasty (Erin)The next day after school I meet Kat behind the warehouse where they hand out the food for the city, it’s not the fourth of the month no one i.. |
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No Going Back On This OnA Chapter by Toasty (Erin)Three days later I get a letter from B.E.F.A. in the mail with it’s seal at the front, a blue curled up fist thrust into the air and the barri.. |
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