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06-26-05, 01:28 PM
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"Why can't things just stay the same way?" Jennifer whispered as she ran a hand down the neck of Sammi's old guitar. She now had four guitars, her acoustic, a black and white electic, a pink electric, and now Sammi's. They all stayed in a corner of the room all on metal stands. Standing up and heaving a sigh, Jennifer went to put the guitar away. Sliping it onto the stand and letting go she jumped a bit. The knock had startled her, "Mike just go aw..." But it wasn't Mike, it was...'me'? Who the hell was me? Hearing the name Jennifer gave a sigh of relif and walked over to the door to open it.
"Come on in..." Once Shenna was in she shut the door and sat back down on her bed again, inviting Shenna to sit beside her. "I'm fine...I guess you heard just about everything." Jennifer shook her head, this was all too much, Sammi pregnat and gone, Kelsey with a baby and who wont even be her friend because she has HIV, and now Mike. Sammi was right, life in Escapade was just like a soap oprea and thats why nothing would ever stay the same...ever. {{Sorry Sammi, mind flew out the window on my last post, and this one...I hate summer!}}
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 An emotional oneness Shared by two hearts That made life worth living That made my world complete. But when you walked away, My burdens grew quite heavy, Almost more than I could bear. And now once again I must walk alone, While my heart yearns For When I Loved You. 
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06-26-05, 02:08 PM
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Hearing Jen telling a not-ther Mike to go away almost made Sheena chuckle but she held it in just witing to see if she was wanted or not. Once the door was opened Sheena smiled a little not sure how Jen would react still. Since Sheena paid attention in sex ed, she had enough sex to be able to teach her own sex ed class actually but that's beyond the point, she knew that HIV wasn't contagious in the common ways. So after Jen invited her in she followed her over to the bed and sat down next to her and the first thing she did was give her a tight im-trying-to-comfort-you type hug, well a kind of side hug since they were both sitting.
She nodded in response to Jen's words. "Yeah...I won't tell anyone or anything if you don't want me too." Obviously Sheena wasn't the best at comforting people but she was trying and it's the thought that counts, right? "I can't believe Mike flipped out like that though. I mean, we've only been together for a couple weeks but still. I would of never thought he could sound...a lot like a jerk actually." She wrinkled her nose and then sighed a little. "But I don't think he meant it, he'll probably apologize soon. I have a feeling it's just stress from work and...well yeah work" She didn't want to say the words 'brain tumour' out loud because that would make it real and she would be admitting it to herself that Mike could most likely die. Sure it was immature but she kept hoping she'd wake up and find out Mike never had a tumour. Reaching up she tucked her hair behind her ear not sure what to say next.
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06-26-05, 10:27 PM
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Jennifer nodded, "Yea, work." She didn't want to say those two words either, Mike was her brother and she'd never stop loving him that way, she didn't want him to go. "It was probally my horrible attitude towards...Our...Things." She nodded, hopping Sheena would understand what she was talking about. "And, yea, keep it on the DL...I told Kelso, and, well, now I'm not sure we're friends anymore...It all went down hill." This time she shook her head, remembering back at the park. She sighed and looked back to Sheena, getting a major random idea, as she always did.
"We both need conforting right? And I think Mike does as well. Why don't we go down-stairs and eat a shit load of ice cream and then go play ball...I don't think guys get conforted by ice cream like we do, and playing ball should be fun...Maybe I'll run into the certain person who gave me this, I think his name was Alex, but I was pretty fucked up, I'll never drink again. (Heh, my own charrie gave it to her! Yay!)" She finished this thought and looked back to Sheena, wondering what her thoughts were on Jen's idea.
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An emotional oneness Shared by two hearts That made life worth living That made my world complete. But when you walked away, My burdens grew quite heavy, Almost more than I could bear. And now once again I must walk alone, While my heart yearns For When I Loved You.
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07-06-05, 03:00 PM
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Sheena nodded knowing exactly what Jen was talking about when she said ‘Our things’. When she said DL she arched a brow, she hadn’t heard that termed used in a while. She knew what it meant it just surprised her a little, so she nodded to let Jen know she would defiantly not tell anyone about it or anything. When the other girl said that her and Kels’ friendship went down hill she frowned a bit before giving Jen another hug. She wasn’t sure exactly what to say, Sheena had never been the best at comforting people.
”Right” She replied to Jen, she could of nodded but she needed to hear her own voice to remind herself that she actually knew how to speak. When she suggested eating ice cream and then playing ball Sheena laughed and smiled a little. ”Sure, ice cream sounds great and amazingly I actually am slightly decent at throwing and catching a ball.” She laughed again and then reached up tucking her hair behind her ear. When Jen said she’d never drink again Sheena had to wonder when she was going to start this self-promise since she had been drinking just ten minutes ago but she didn’t say that. She didn’t need to bring down anyone’s mood anymore.
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Sheena is a punk rocker Sheena is a punk rocker Sheena is a punk rocker now. She’s a punk punk, a punk rocker Punk punk, a punk rocker Punk punk, a punk rocker.
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07-28-05, 12:31 PM
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{{Time skipity!}}
A black mustang screamed to a hault right outside the big house that Jen shared with Sammi and Mike. Jennifer ran from it, leaving it running and the driver's side door open. She ran as fast as she could and pulled out her key before noticing that the door was un-locked. Tears were streaming from her face as she opened the door, placing her key back into her pocket, and ran around the house screaming for Sammi and Mike. Jennifer ran upstairs and checked every room. "Well, I'm smart..." Jennifer said with a sigh as she sunk down on the top step of the stairs, her face sinking in her hands. She wanted a drink or a cigerette, but she had given both those up. How could this happen? How could he leave me?! Her mind screamed, as her shoulders shook with sobs. Her black hair hung over her face, as much as it could as it was freshly cut and layered. She rose her face out of her hands and looked at the door, and then stood up on shaky legs, almost falling down the stairs. She made her way into the living room and sat down on the couch, it seemed as though she were sleep walking...Maybe she finally had snaped. No more tears rolled down her already stained face, as she looked out on the beautiful day. No questions rolled in her mind, nothing came...
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An emotional oneness Shared by two hearts That made life worth living That made my world complete. But when you walked away, My burdens grew quite heavy, Almost more than I could bear. And now once again I must walk alone, While my heart yearns For When I Loved You.
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07-28-05, 12:53 PM
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It was only a matter of minutes, the whole O'Brien family came back home from the hospital. After visiting Mike in critical care the whole night, the family had come back to rest for a little while. Mike had just recieved his surgery a few hours ago and they were still unsure if he was out of the danger zone yet. The doctors had managed to get out most of the tumour but they had to wait to see if it would become infected. In the meantime, the O'Brien family consisting of Sammi, Stephanie, Justin, and the two parents had arrived home weary from the night's events.
In the lead, Sammi had come up to the door which was unlocked and opened it. With a raised brow, she entered the house cautiously while her two younger siblings followed her lead. She looked around the house and raised a brow at the eerie silence until she came upon the living room. She looked at Jen and then back at her siblings with confusion written all over her face. Soon, her parents arrived in the living room looking quite worn out and tired. The same could be said for Sammi and the other children. None of them had gotten any sleep as they waited for the outcome of their brother and son's surgery. Seeing tears on Jen's face, Sammi rubbed her temples and went over to her friend; wondering if she could stand so much sadness in one day. "Hey... What's wrong?" She flopped down onto the couch beside her and ran a hand through her hair. The other O'Brien's stood nearby and hovered over them to listen in. They knew who this Jennifer girl was, but hadn't really seen much of her since they were usually out. At first, they didn't recognize her but soon they were watchfully, waiting for an answer from the tearful girl. Sure, they didn't exactly know her but they were still kind enough to look after a girl who was boarding in their house.
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 Taking all what others have hassled
Looking back to darker days getting me down And if this is chaos I think that I'm in love with clamor Tides are turning never understood my undeveloped story But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me
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07-28-05, 01:01 PM
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Jennifer didn't even hear the door open, she felt as though she were sufficating (gah, can't spell!) and nothing could help her. She wondered what time it was, what day, even what year and how old she was, you chould say she finally did snap. All the pain had once again re-surfaced, all the deaths, all the break-ups, and Mike's tumor. Finally one thought came to mind, When are they going to remove it? I forget... Jennifer faintly noticed the shift in weight as her friend sat down beside her, and her head turned slowly towards Sammi, when had she came in? Her head turned to the family looking at her and she shook her head. "He died...My dad...Hes...Gone." She said all this with no expression at all, and no more tears leaked out, it was as though she were living, but couldn't feel anything at all.
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An emotional oneness Shared by two hearts That made life worth living That made my world complete. But when you walked away, My burdens grew quite heavy, Almost more than I could bear. And now once again I must walk alone, While my heart yearns For When I Loved You.
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