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Underachievers pt 1 RoderickYou always hear about the exceptionally good kids. The over achievers who get the good grades and are the good kids, then the average students who do as well as they can to get good grades and keep a clean slate. Then we have the under achievers.
There are always the schools that have the best student and the average students and under achievers are always tossed into the mix. Where I go to school, half the school is like that. In this I will not be naming anyone but I will use aliases for them all
First is Roderick. Ok, I'm in my first year of high school so most the freshman at my high school are people I knew but never really paid attention to back at jr. high. But now that it's high school, I seem to be paying more attention to around my classrooms and class mates. Roderick sits diagonal from me as we sit on the side of the class room. Now, I usually don't like to be mean, but this kid is a complete moron! We sit in class, math, and we have notebooks to which we write our stuff, we
Insanity .:Chapter I:. Being apart of a vampire community isnt as bad as youd think it would be. Ours, however, does run a bit differently. As with any, there are some vampires who arent all there. Insane, I mean. Insane vampires are frowned upon and considered dangerous and sly. Well, they are. But, instead of locking them up in a wacky shack like idiotic mortals, well, we exterminate them. Theyre brought in, tested, convicted, and then taken to a place, more like a room, where they are done away with in the way the executioner sees fit. I know, I used to be one.
Being one of them, I thought I could control the love for seeing blood I have. Call me sadistic if you wish, I really dont care. I loved having that kind of control in my hands, a life I had to take, and a life I was ALLOWED, to take. All other exterminators hated that they had to kill their own kind in such a way, for me it was a
.:Successor V:. ProlougeL. The greatest detective that had ever lived. Killed in his prime by a sick bastard named Kira. Though L did solve the case in the end through his successors, Near and Mello, the world is still lost without him. Near and Mello werent Ls first choices after A and B died. So many kids at Wammys wanted to be him, be his legacy. No few were chosen. I, however, was one of the chosen. L wasnt much older than I was and I though/was almost exactly like him. During the time he worked on the Kira case, I was about twenty three or so, he wasnt much older than I.
During the case, Watari had sent me computer files with a few facts on the case and I helped lightly in the investigation. L didnt really want me to help because he didnt want me to be hurt. He knew his life was possibly on the line with this case when he started, as did I. I had slowly piled all the facts together and tried to work on them the best I could. Then, L died as
Devil-Angel's messengerPeople always do well in this world and Heavens gates will open for you. Those who steal kill or do bad will be thrown into the fire pits of Hell. No one is truly clear if those places even exist. But I do, because Ive been there. Hard to believe, right? Wrong. Ive seen them; both of those lands, but only lived in one for a short time. My name has long since been forgotten. But I can remember it. I can remember my death, meeting God and everything. I remember it all.
It was a fall afternoon. The trees that lined my homes street had been painted the different colors of orange, red, brown and so much more. A cold wind nipped at the skin of each kid having to walk to and from school. I lived in a two story home with my mom, dad and twin brother, Tyler. Tyler and I got along, somewhat. I was, I guess you could say, the good child. I helped the parents, did my homework and helped whenever I could. Tyler, on the other hand, was completely different. He lied a lot, didnt do
My time with MRSA Part 1A couple years back when I was in 7th grade, I was found to have the disease called Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus or better known as MRSA. Though that wasnt what we thought it was when it first began. I had a very rare case. I had it in my ankle bone. Usually the disease is on the skin.
It all started on Thanksgiving day. My brother and I were on our thanksgiving break and we had been getting ready to go to my grandmothers house for thanksgiving and I had no shoes to match with the sunflower dress that I had to wear, I had nothing else that looked nice. So, my mom let me borrow her shoes. I think she called them wedge shoes. Anyway, I had tripped once when at my grandmas house, no big deal, I just wasnt one to wear high heels and such so I didnt really know how to walk in them. After dinner and hanging out with my family, we went to my other Grandmas house. There were kids my age there, since I was in 7th grade, so I played a
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