Lilith

Well, that definately sounds like high school, especially the mundane parts. bleackh. *gags at the thought of going back in a month* The dialogue is good but it could definately ...

In terms of rain, you have to basics, at least near coastal regions. The side of the mountain facing the water will be much greener and have a better cover ...

I'm sort of a freak when it comes to having my hair pulled (not like in fetishes or anything) but I have a special talent. I can pull hair out ...

A silly pantsless purple monkey singing oldies music.

Banned for having so many stars. I mean jeeze, where do find the time to do so much reviewing.

Banned for appreciating Lion King.

I wouldn't pay strictly because some of those adds have led me to some pretty fun stuff. I found an amazing site a long while back through an add that ...

I read through the post and looked at a lot of your questions but I think the basic thing to remember is that your story is your own and you ...

Okay, I'm really shocked to see that people are still reading this after almost 4 months. That's amazing. And I want to thank everyone for their helpful and encouraging comments. ...

Angela Sweetwater Side character: She can be extremely jelous and relishes all of the attention she gets from her guy friends. Is also very territorial so when any girl makes ...

springrain2693 ~Hey, thank you, just thought I'd mention again that Chapter Two is in the works and I've take all of the comments from above and hopefully improved greatly.

Jay ~I just wanna say thanks for the comment. For a second, I thought no one was going to comment. I just wanted to answer really simply, when you asked ...

Jay ~I just wanna say thanks for the comment. For a second, I thought no one was going to comment. I just wanted to answer really simply, when you asked ...

I'm gonna take a stab that the story has something to do with a Pendant. Anyway, sounds like a mid-evil fantasy story about a magical pendant and a long and ...

Chapter One Noel Flincher sat in the back of the classroom, eyes closed. She wasn’t asleep. She wasn’t daydreaming. She was screaming. And the voices in her head were screaming ...