Can't Catch Us I walk down the long hallways of the Bridgewell Manor. I'm a maid here, and I'm probably one of the most lucky people in the world. Young Master saved me after all, and I owe him my #life... I also love him. Not the kind of love like admiration; I mean REAL love. "Eloisa!" I heard someone stop there foot. I looked down, to see the new Lady of the house, Ms. Luna Cordelia Middletown, age 17. The Masters original wife died, so he replaced her with this young brat; what a pervert. "I'm sorry Mistress! I didn't mean to ignore you!" I was about 4 years younger than her, she shouldn't be ordering me around. "Do you have any idea what time it is? It is eight o'clock in the morning! When my son and husband are supposed to wake up, not me!" She roared in anger. "Yes Mistress! I will go wake up your son now!" I exclaimed, running toward Young Masters room. Silently opening and closing the door, I stepped closer to the bed, peering over his sleeping face. He had perfect pale skin, not a mark on it, and midnight hair with bangs that went across his left eye. He was perfect in every way, but I was still curious of his eye. No one ever saw it. "Young Master..." I shook him quietly. He rolls over; and takes my hand with him, pulling me onto the bed with one knee. 'Uh-oh.' I thought. "Young Master, please wake up." He just groans, "No." 'He did not just say no!' I glare at him, and lean to his ear. "Young Master, if you don't get up, you'll never see your surprise." I whisper in a secretive tone, giving a laugh and a devious smile. He shot up forward out of bed, and I got yanked forward. It is an awkward position we were in. He is holding half of my arm, refusing to let go, I have both knees on HIS bed, my body leaning just across his lap. "Um..." We said in unison. "Sorry!" I exclaimed, running out. I sped down the hall, getting strange looks from the other maids and butlers.

Diary Of Me (based Off Of Diary Of Jane) No one knows what's wrong with me, I can't help them just see, There's no formula on me, I'm unbreakable don't you see? And I'll try to find my place, Where I belong and I'm free, I will try to find my place, In that sorrow filled dream, But I want to scream and yell, Why just can't you understand? I want to just find my place, with bad old broken dreams, I'm worthless to im sick, I'm just some insane girl, But I understand that, Is not where my place will be, I don't know where it is yet, I would like to find out soon, But I'll try and find my place, Where I belong and I am me. Hey my peoples!! This is my second song, the tune is the chorus for the Diary of Jane, except on piano!

My Sunday Morning Well, I did a short briefing of who I am, and I thought, 'wow, that many people read this?' I seriously didn't expect all those people because I'm a really... Imaginative( meaning psycho) kind of person. So I'll brief you, on hat happened this morning. Kayla jolted up, hearing Imagine Dragons start playing, Demons. She was going to church today, since it was Sunday, she had to wake up at 7:30 am. "Ugh..." After dragging herself out of bed, she went to go wake up her sisters. She opened a door, to find a room half pink, and have blue. The blue side covered in race cars and video games, the pink side covered in Barbie dolls and make up phones. "Kacey," the pink covers in a princess style bed moved. "Kelly," the blue covers of a race car bed moved. "WAKE UP RUGRATS!" She yelled, and they both sat up, groaning. She left them, and took a shower, then put them in the bath, and went into the kitchen. "Went to church early, Ms.Chrissy is coming to get you, be ready be 9:45. - Mom." Kayla read the sticky note out loud. She began to take out food for breakfast, when a soft squishing came into the kitchen. "WHAT THE?! KELLY GO PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!" screamed Kayla,covering her eyes. She seriously do not like the idea of seeing jer little sister naked. "But Kacey is trying to force me to wear a dress!" Kelly whined. "I don't care! Plus, you have Sunday School! NOW GO PUT ON SOME DANG CLOTHES!" Kayla yelled. "You're mean KJ!" Kelly ran back, fake crying. After that, she had to chase after the girl, forcing her to put on a blue dress. Her sister had a pink dress on, identical to Kelly. "At least it's blue." It was 8:30 now, so she sat the girls at the table. "What do you want for breakfast PB?" Kayla asked. She called them PB because they were the exact opposite in every way, their favorite colors were even opposites! The girls gave a Cheshire Cat grin."Pancakes! Pancakes! We want pancakes!" The girls banged on the table. Kayla sighed, and made them. "I'll be right back ok?" She went to her room to go put on her shoes. Then she ran back, to the pancakes burning. "AH! NO DOT BURN FOOD!" Kayla yelled, grabbing a towel to wave off the fire. "Cause you gotta let it burn burn burn burn you gotta let it burn burn burn burn!" The twins started to sing. "No please don't let this burn burn burn burn, cause I'm set on fire!" Kayla said in the exact same tune. After she put out the pancakes, they left for church.

Me. Hello. My name is PsychopathicWriter and I'm 14. Most people call me Kj or Pw. Now I know half of you out there don't even care, but I'm going to tell those who do, about me. This is the real me. I'm extremely shy, to the point where I don't Talk that much. I'm absolutely terrified of lightening storms and thunder, but I love the rain, and I have two little sisters; Kacey and Kelly, who are twins. I'm a gamer girl, who obsessively has to write/ and or type at least one thing a day, I'm a nerd, I sometimes write songs, but usually they're kind of sad. Here are some interesting facts about me. 1. I CANT LIVE WITHOUT IMAGINE DRAGONS!!! FAN GIRL FOR LIFE!!!!!!!!! 2. I live in the hottest state ever, but I'm originally from England. 3. I'm a Daddy's girl 4. I am obsessed with pretzels (seriously, I can't go a whole day without eating one) 5. I'm extremely insane 6. I'm a dare devil 7. I will say the most random #quotes out loud if I'm extremely nervous. 8. I love food, but am extremely skinny for my bottomless hole of a stomach. 9. I am tall (I'm not even in college, and I'm 5'7!) 10. I have never had my first kiss. Ten facts about me!!! Now ten strangest things I've ever done. 1. Run up and down my street 30 times without stopping. 2. Screamed strange lemon #quotes out of random. 3. Felt bad about calling something fugly, but still said it about a thousand times. 4. Will start screaming for no apparent reasons. 5. Burnt pancakes ( HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?!) 6. Made myself fall down the stairs and laugh about it, without being injured. (As clumsily sad I am… I'm freaking super woman, nothing hurts me.) 7. Ran around my house pretending to be Hannah Montana (I was 7 DONT JUDGE ME!) 8. Have been in the shower for about 3 hours ( I just didn't feel clean enough) 9. Have accidentally made my dog roll of my bed. ( he's a bullmastiff, it didn't hurt him) 10. Gotten hit by a car, but didn't have to go to the hospital, and was perfectly fine. (I told u, I'm super woman.) That is crazy right? And yes, I maybe super woman!! Heart comment u know da drill!

Radioactive CHAPTER 1: Three A girl lay on her bed. Unmoving, seemingly uncaring. Long blonde hair, which grew to her thighs, was tangled around her. Pink colored eyes stared at the ceiling, and loud music blasts in her ears. 'I wonder... Was I really meant to be this way?' She comtaplated this daily. "Mallory! Get up, it's your first day!" A voice screeched from downstairs. Mallory, sighing as she rolled off her bed, took a shower and picked out her clothes. She wore a pink long sleeve zip up thats arms went over her hands, a black mid thigh length pair of shorts, white tights, and black combat boots. Mallory plugged her earbuds in her ears. She walked out the door, into an eerie corridor, then down the stairs. Mallory kept going, past her "mother." Her mother, Thalia, turned to her. "Aren't you going to eat breakfast?" Mallory shook her head, before grabbing her messenger bag and heading out the door. 'I don't understand why she's trying so hard to make me fit in that family. They're not my own, so why try?' Mallory thought. Mallory was placed in custody of the Smith family, because her mother and father were Alex and Michael Goldschdmit, a Modern Bonie and Clyde. Mallory was the apple of her parents eye, they'd do anything for her, give her anything she wanted, but she wasn't selfish. Mallory barely asked for anything, because she was glad she had a family. But the police caught her one day at her school, forced her into a foster home, hoping her parents would be lured in and arrested. 'Stupid police. Stupid foster people. Stupid everything!' Mallory shook her head in frustration, and finally arrived at the bus stop, where two other girls stood. The first one, a black haired gir with black eyes, she was African American. She wore a leather jacket, white tee shirt, black skint jeans, and white black, and gray Jordan's. The second, was a blonde girl with bright blue eyes, and pale skin. She wore a white spaghetti strap dress, with yellow four inch high heels, and yellow sunglasses. She already knew the name of both of them. "Sassy Lacy." The first girl turned around, giving a playful, friendly sneer. "And Mary-Jay Williams." She stated, seeing The blonde turn around and smile. "Mallory Goldschdmit." Sassy laughed, and Mary shook her head. "How did they catch you? Last time I saw ya, you're parents said they weren't takin' any of ya' alive!" Sassy exclaimed. "Mom and Dad got a speeding ticket and someone ended up hijacking our trip. They escaped but the police shot me with some kind of tranquilizer." Mallory rolled her eyes. "Daddy and I are in the protection program, said something about assassination or whatever." Mary sighed. "Mom got hauled in for selling drugs again, so I'm staying with my uncle for the time being." Sassy frowned at this. "I didn't think we'd all end up in London though, not even in the same country." Mallory said. "Well, let's just try to be ignored for now, since we don't want to be made fun of. Even though we all know how to bury a body!" Mary joked. The three laughed. Then finally, the red bus arrived. "A DOUBLE DECKER SCHOOL BUS?!" Mary and Mallory said in unison. "It's England stupids, they do it fancy, unlike Germans and Americans."(NO OFFENSE TO ANYONE OF THESE COUNTRIES!!!) Sadsy got on the bus. "Hey!" Mary exclaimed.