fangedfallenrose

I know that this isn't what you want to hear from me. I know that you want to know about how I met him, how we fell in love, and that even though we aren't together anymore, I would still run back into his arms if they opened up for me. This isn't a love story; he is not going to come back to me and I am not going to go back to him. No matter how much you may want us to, because I'm the main character and he was one of my love interests, we simply do not know anything about each other anymore. He may think that he knows me, and if he does then it is certain that he won't be back, but I know that I don't know him, and from what I've seen, I wo

The next time I saw Boo was when he was being carried out of the old Radley place. It was July of the summer I turned sixteen. I was sitting on the porch with Dill, sun-weathered steps dusty beneath my bare feet, grass and dandelion leaves shooting up from in-between the rungs of the railing, tickling my right arm until bright red spots decorated the flesh. He was telling me a story about Bald-headed Grace, the pirate queen, and how she threw a handkerchief given from the queen of England into the flames after she blew her nose in it, when all of the sudden his bright baby blue eyes widened and he pointed towards the house in which the infamo

It was the thirteenth of November and I was at my best friend Dom’s party. I had just had one the week before for Halloween and it was a smashing success. Dom and Eilie had come out with a boyfriend, (though Dom was much more subtle in her love for Nicky then Eilie was in her…passion for Aaron.) which yet again, left me dateless and alone. I should have known that no self-respecting guy would want to date me, I mean look at me! I’m FAT. My hips are huge and I’m too tall for anyone to want me! “EMILY! FOR THE LAST TIME, YOU ARE NOT FAT!” Dom and Eilie screeched in unison. I blushed and let out a nervous giggle,