Pulse (Stroy I am Writing)

Chapter 1: Scenery

I watched the scenery blur together as my dad drove down the street. Trees were tall and the leaves where all reds and oranges, falling into the streets and side walks. I saw a boy, a girl, and a woman. My brother looked back at me, I was silent.
"Daddy, is that?"
"Erica? Yeah that's your new mommy." I was only seven so the world still was so unknown to me, yet I got a bad feeling something came over me and I felt cold. My brother looked as if nothing mattered; he didn't care who she was or what was going on.
I reached for his hand but he jerked away from me and gave me a face that left me feeling hurt. We exited from the car. My dad told me and Tylar to go meet Erica and her kids. I walked over cautiously, I whispered to Tylar "Will they like us?" he just looked at me and told me to go away. He turned sharply and walked away down the street. I stopped and watched him leave, he didn't look back.
Years went by which leads you to now. My third month of school, October and I am a freshman at
a stupid high-school. We have to wear ids all day so the school knows if your suppose to be their, mine says Sammy Rivers. I have alburn hair, pale skin, light green eyes, and my eye brows pierced, my bangs cover my left eye (most of the time), i'm thin that's me, Sammy. My life wasn't the best but I never thought it could get any worst, well to that I was HIGHLY mistaken...
My blood brother is Tylar. He "chills" with all those boys who in my opinion act big and tough and wear their pants so low their asses hang out. In this school they are called "Hoods" and they normally carry a lot of drugs and pass a fat joint around in front of the school. At home he's the same to everyone, mean, cruel, rude, mainly a dick. He spends a lot of his time with my step sister when he is home, or he has his friends over. He was never like this when our mother was alive, then again he had to sit and watch her...die. He is only 17 and in 11th grade.
My step sister is Carli. She is more of the preppy popular type; shes a cheerleader and plays tennis. Boys love her, all her friends are "cool". She tells me never to talk to her in school because i'm so much different then her. She really never has people over and tries to stay out as long as possible, I think it's so she can irritate her mom. She was 17 years old in 11th grade.
That leaves us with my step brother Skylar. Skylar is a "scene emo" a little on the hardcore side. His mom calls him a bad-ass, which he is in a way. He has alot of piercings: Snake bites, small tapers, and two rings at the top of both ears which sometime he makes a rod go through. He has longish hair that covers half of one eye and all of the other. His hair was Black with blonde tips. He had a toned body and a lot of girls liked him, he smoked and drank and stayed out late. Though he was like Tylar, Skylar never was mean toward me. Skylar in fact babied me all the time, helping me out at school, anything! He was sweet, but the other day I watched him beat this boy to a bloody pulp over a scratch on his car. Skylar was 17 going on 18 and he was a senior. I guess I won't have him around forever.
My new family is so scatter it wasn't even funny, and I thought nothing could bring us more together then dinner, again I was mistaken.

Pulse (Stroy I am Writing)

Prologue
I lay on the floor, paralyzed in fear. Eyeliner running down my face thick making even my tears look black. A slight cry drew my eyes to the window; outside in the cold air a crow watched me. I looked at me like it knew I was in trouble. Sharp pains coursed my body. I just watched the crow and thought, this great bird of the night cries are like screams because of all the things it sees in the night. All the pain it has witnessed all the horror. It mimics the sound of screams. A beautiful bird with a horrible curse to watch all this pain and cant stop it. In the end it will just fly away in it's dark beauty. I envy the night and am paralyzed in my own fright. I closed my eyes trying to just wait for it to end. My heart began to race. My memories began to flash back to me. My eyes shot open with the bloody scream of the crow...
To be continued....

Mine Craft Skins

Just A Few I made in my free time free to download. Find them at : http://www.minecraftskins.com/ then in the search bar type : XPikachuHorrorX

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With The New

Cleaned my room and well house and am about 65% done with the house part. Got rid of a lot of the things that once looked upon made me sad. Now that their gone I feel a weight was lifted. The only thing that brings back the memories is this house; I can't wait until we move..
Bought new bedding, moved crap, throw shit out, everything's so much nicer..cleaner...and just new.
With the new I want new memories! Though no matter what we will always remember, and once and away think...I want to drain out the thoughts with the new..
After all a change/re-arrangement can make all the more difference in waking up <3

It's Getting Cold

It's not just getting cold outside but many people are becoming cold. They are beginning to lose sight and not think. Look at the hate and then we hold "Peace" events when really  about 85% of them done something or went home and done something hateful. It's crazy, though I'm not one to preach yet I don't do thing's that will hurt ones I care for. Do you know the feeling you do so much for someone like: Let them vent to you, help them out, be their for them ect... and then when you need it all of a sudden their to busy, gone or just hurt you? Being to nice sucks and then if your not nice your a bitch or a dick..if you are your most likely being used. What the hell. It's a tough choice. Be a good friend to your friends be nice as can be and get made fun off or hurt or used... Or be a ok friend and be mutual  or just as mean to other as they are to you and get called a bitch/dick and lose your "friends". Though I guess they aren't truly your friends if their not there. Life's a cold place we just got to go out their bundled up really tight and try not to be blown cold by the wind...

We Are Above Them

Let not be who they want us to be, lets be free,
Lets make an ode to time and dance away the whole damn night,
Lets where all black and scream and shout,
Lets blare music they hate, and blow theirs up in their face,
Lets cover our pain with scars and uncover those scares that let them be known that the razor is our best friend,
And we are capable to do it again. A Scene-queen is a drama queen, emo princesses and ugly pretender, scene-kings are drama kings, emo boys are fake , goth girls are freaks and goth boys be faggots? No, we're not fake because we are who WE are not who you want us to be which makes us more beautiful then you'll ever see, and this makes you the drama-queens because  we aren't afraid to say "Hell Yeah," I have things wrong and "Hell Yeah," I'm not afraid to show my emotions and be who I WANT to be, So now lets grave a gallon of gasoline and rebuild this city on PERSONALITY because hey, I am ME <3

(an ode to people who like to judge others by the way the dress the groups they are in and the people they call friends because when you realize it,  they have better friends then you and can just have as much going wrong in their lives as you or even worst and they don't need you putting them down.) With love ~ XPikachuHorrorX (whom went to school looking like a total boy <3 people looked a smiled bak ;) )

"Paralyzed by my envy of the night
I am lost without you here and outside it looks like rain
Tonight I bleed myself dry, I bleed myself dry, I bleed myself dry
And nothing I could ever write, will help you understand this life
There's so much beauty when your eyes lay lost in all the city lights"


MOTIONLESS IN WHITE ~ CITY LIGHTS~ <3


They inspire me, to be me.

Ode To Minecraft

As we know the long waited 1.8 Update and the Bug update was finally released of MineCraft! It inclued many new "objects" to make the game more....(I would have to say) life like and some of the items can be used for those of you looking to make better Adventure Maps. I'm working on my own and will post pictures soon, and if you need help, hints, ideas, or anything ask and I'll be sure to help. You can ask by commenting OR E-mail me:

sommerhimmelreich@hotmail.com I'll try to answer as fast as I can! <3

Oh and I would love you see some of your creations or even post them! So if you have a picture of something you want displayed link it or e-mail it. I'll review it :) oh and please if you do link/e-mail it describe it so people and I may know what it is and how you made it :D Please Include your Minecraft user :3 so I and they know whom to credit. ~ XPikachuHorrorX (Minecraft) ~ XxKandixX in KandiLand (Blogger name) ~ <3

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