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Hi there to anyone going to the summer camp blogging sessions can you get me the supervisors email...  slept a little late and couldn't make it. Plz and thank you to my peers.

No Escape

Girl:

It all came so suddenly the screeching of the bombs came crashing down and we where the first to be hit. Only my sister and I were left so we ran for some of the surrounding buildings. The sky was dark as the bombs had caused dust and other debris to rise into the air. I felt cold as we ran through the streets barefoot with no where to go. Chills chased my spine up and down as we ran by the lifeless faces we once knew as our friends. We, my little sister and I made it to an old brick building. The roof was damaged but I wanted to hide from those monsters. They just come in and destroy without knowlege of who they are killing. I was afraid... I could hear them, their steady footsteps coming down the hallway. In a panic I hid my sister in the closet and then crawled under the bed. I sang quietly to my sister as she had broken down in tears and I wanted to comfort her. My poor little Violet...

Private:

I breathed in the cold air and shivered from the chill of the freshly fallen snow. I saw someone walk into a building to the west and the sarge and I are investigating what I saw. As we walked down the now barren streets I start to doubt I ever saw anyone. As I climbed the steps up to the building I could see the many lifeless faces of men, women, and children... probably mostly inocent people scattered on the ground stained by their own blood. As I walked through the hallway I could hear a quiet song, faint bu there. "Sarge I don't think we are alone." "I don't think we are private."

Srg:

I could hear something and so could the private. These stupid killers never give up do they. I can hear those demons chanting in the very next room. Crazy sounding song I will find the murderers.

Girl:

I glanced at Violet and she was sitting still where I had put her. I closed my eyes and praid for our safety. When I opened my eyes a hand reached down and grabbed my arm firmly, it was a soldier, he was older than the other one and he practically threw me across the room. I stifled a scream and got back up as he pulled the pistol from his jacket. What really surprised me was when the younger soldier actually ran in front of me as to protect his own kind. He yelled at the old man but it was of little use.

Srg:

"Soldier get out of the way! Thats an order!!!"

"No! We where not ordered to kill civillians, you need to calm down."

"Soldier how dare you disobey direct orders!!!"

I aimed right at that traitors heart and pulled the trigger. He stumbled and collapsed on the ruble. Then as cruel as they where to my sister I smiled, aimed at her head and pulled the trigger. bang...


Violet:
No....No. This cannot happen she was all I had left, my only family. How dare he, he took her away from me...NO! I clenched my fist and as soon as he left the room I ran to the soldier, I took his knife and was very sneaky. I came up behind him and he turned around and I plunged my blade into his heart. I laughed to myself but then... I realised I was alone...very alone. I could hear the demons coming very close and I couldn't let them take me so the next life I took was my own.


And so on this cold day four souls left the world because of misjudgement caused by past wars.

Upcoming

This is my project to create 10-20 ideas for great stories so here are the titles.
No Escape- Will the small russian girls make it out alive with war all around them...
Hero or Villian- which side is the right side...
War- a fable of war between animals, and the cost.
The Lost- Some pilgrims get lost in the woods  eventually are found by the Indians... what happens next?
Angelwhite- A hero from a time of kings, warlords, and magic.
Where Are You?- A search for Syria, the Hero who saved me once upon a time
The Book- Fire will cover the Earth but who has released it?
Siren- World War III has broken out and the new sirens have just been introduced
Asylem- A look into the mind of one crazy who isn't so crazy...
Betrayal- A promise broken leading to a unfortold death.

Booksie

Hi there to anyone who likes a good story, or loves to write. I love boosie.com... Why? because you can compose your own work and other people around the world can read your work and comment on how you could improve and compliments and such. You can also view their work and rate it or just leave a comment. If you want you can check mine out at http://www.booksie.com/FadingHope feel free to comment. One writer I feel is very inspiring is pan12 also a writer on Booksie.com. I would advise you to make your own if you love to read stories and love to make your own.
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