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Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by tash777, May 7, 2012.

  1. Whats a bump?  geez, I like the stories on forums but I have no clue
     
  2. I'd say idk yet... Something can happen with either or...
     
  3. Omg this is a GREAT story!! MORE!
     
  4. Hey can y'all go read my story and tell me what u think of it so far? It's called Out For Love or For Blood?
     
  5. I like Lucas.

    Bumpity Bump Bump!
     
  6. Why is this amazing thread on the second page
     
  7. After our family was dead, she had ran away. She didn't want to stay in a place filled with such misery and bloodshed. She met a young urchin girl who had a small apartment. They had lived together all this time, but the little urchin girl had disappeared last week. That's why abigail came here, to see if the worst had happened. It had. A picture of a beautiful little girl, around 10 or 11, was stuck up with the others. Abigail got the long scar on her cheek from fighting a mutant with long, razor sharp talons. She didn't usually go to the showing, as she was presumed dead as well. The urchin girl begged to get money, but when times were tough Abigail would resort to thieving and pickpocketing. She only took what she needed though. She looked after the little girl (her name was Bonnie) like she was her family. Her and Bonnie were inseparable. Abigail would barely let her out of her sight, unless Bonnie was going begging. But one night, Bonnie didn't come back. I noticed Abigail hadn't been crying. Surely she would have been upset enough over her friend's death to cry? I asked her. She said after what had happened, she couldn't cry, even if she wanted to. It had been almost 5 years since I had seen Abigail. We were 12 when our family was torn apart. I barely managed to survive. I begged on the streets and stole from the market until I had enough to buy my house. Like my sister, I couldn't bear to live in a place with so many memories. Especially with the bloodstains all over the walls and floor. After I bought the little house, I worked up the courage to steal from people instead of begging. The results were a lot more satisfying. I lived by myself, until Arthur came along. I had multiple scars from staying out too late. I supplied myself with weapons to defend myself so I could kill instead of run. It also meant i could hunt, but there aren't many things to hunt in the village. Most animals that you can eat live in the forest. You could go in there to hunt for food, but the chances are you will never come back out. Going into the forest is a bad, bad idea.

    Unless you're me.
     
  8. BUMP 
     
  9. Bump! But read mine.. Piked tears  I would love advice....it would be a complete honor! I love your stuff, it's so awesome!
     
  10. Spiked tears  lol sry
     
  11. Um please don't advertise stories on my thread 
     
  12. Very good Tash 