Dec 15, 2013
[text] You worry me so much sometimes.
[text] Oh sweetie. I don’t see why I worry you. I mean it was only one person I killed.
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[text] You worry me so much sometimes.
[text] Oh sweetie. I don’t see why I worry you. I mean it was only one person I killed.
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+taintedtate
Zoe had been wandering around the city all day, hitting all the spots that were deemed scary. She had been unimpressed, and had low expectations for "murder house." the last stop on her tour. Zoe walked slowly down the residential street to see cop cars lining the road, right in front of murder house. That's strange, Zoe thought as she continued to the front of the house, she overheard a man on his walkie talkie say something about the murderer being surrounded. Zoe's eyes widened and she grew curious and snuck towards the back of the house, to get a better look at what's going on. She entered through doors leading to the basement and as she slipped up the stairs saw a line of swat members crammed through a doorway. She slipped into the vacant room across the hall and listened, and after a few seconds she heard a series of shots ring through the house and then silence.
+taintedtat-e
Zoe walked into the new house with Madison, Nan and Queenie in tow. The coven had made the move from New Orleans to California to escape the Voodoo Queen's wrath and now they were in this huge, pretty freaky mansion. Zoe carried her boxes up to a room that was near empty except for a pile of mix tapes in a corner. She wondered whose they could be but shrugged figuring someone must have just left them here. She began to unpack when she heard a rustle behind her and the voice of a young male behind her say,
"Hi there, I'm Tate, wanna hook up?"
Peple started following you {+7}
'' -- I guess you just came to watch a star ''
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Zoe walked in to the abandoned house. She had left Miss. Robichaux's for a week to visit some of the most haunted places in America. Kicking the last three days of the tour hiding out and camping in the infamous Murder House. Being in here sent chills up her neck, but ghosts were nothing compared to the shit she'd seen since finding out she was a witch. She walked up the moss covered stairs to a room that was completely clean and apparently had once belonged to a teenager. She set her backpack down and sat on the floor and looked at the doorway where a boy in a green sweater stood.
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"I'll drink what you leak
And I'll smoke what you sigh
Straight across the room with a look in your eye
I got a man to the left and a girl to the right
Start to sweat so hold me tight..."
Modern music that was similar to the now vintage 60s was blasting out the miniature speakers of a gray laptop sitting on a bed. Electric guitars and strong beating of the drums continued to cry out, backing the raspy female voice that was singing. Smoke of a cancer stick was being lifted to the ceiling, almost as if the force of gravity was letting it go to the top before a silent time bomb bursted as it hit against the surface.
In fact, it was almost like the sudden outburst the flower had going inside her head. It was like mind vs body. There was that emotion-- that emptiness running and coarsing in her veins.
Oh, veins...
Blood began to trickle down the wooden floor as if a sacrifice was being made to the gods above but there was no one there. Only the young teen spirit who was returning to her sadistic honey hues... There was no way of escaping but the blade... Even if it was for a little bit.
There was little knowing who was watching and who was not but, she didn't care. All she did was stare at the deep red stain that would disappear in only a minute or so but, that didn't stop her from feeling pain.