[crankdatsoulja]

I am not the crazy one
and its
ABA
APPLE-ONIA
OR PLUTO
NOT CHA-LISA
got it

[soulja-girl4eva]

I was walkiing home tired and practically crippled. I fail to understand why I had to be kicked out just because I toppled a few dancers.
I slung my bag over my shoulder and continued to walk. I find it so conveinient that my house just "happens" to be 7 blocks away and Madame Genevieve knows my mother never picks me up.
She wants me to break my leg and never be able to dance again.
If all the jerky movements and unmanagable jumps that I do qualify as actual dancing.
It probably doesn't.
Minnet has went home probably to IM the entire school about my wonderful performance in ballet class. I hope she chokes on her low calorie salad. I look down at my feet to be careful I just in case I tripped over something.
I almost trip on an uprooted tree root but I gracefully leap over it but strangely the "root" moves with me and I trip anyway. I fall to the ground.
"Ahhh! Tree!" I bang me knee on the concrete.
The tree root was not a tree root infact it was a foot.
That someone stuck out on purpose just to trip me.
"You have got some nerve--"
It was Oliver.
I mean of course I hadn't realized it but I was standing right infront of the Burkins' lot.
How smart of me.
"You look like you need help." said Oliver.
"You tripped me."
"Yeah I did it was pretty funny right?" he outstretched his hand.
"Thanks." but before I could take it he slid it back into his pocket and I fell back down.
He frowned. "You never helped me did you? You just expect me to just help you? Hmm? You ran from me yesterday, you think I'm a killer. And I am."
I think I started crawling backwards right about now.
"You alawys were a little coward. You want something to scream about? Huh?!"
He pulled something out of his pocket.
"What no screaming?"
I scrambled up and regained my balance.
"I CAN"T HEAR YOU!"
I turned around and ran as fast as I could.
I kept flinching awaiting the feel the knife spear my back.
But it didn't.
But that doesn't change anything because I'm still running.

[soulja-girl4eva]

... Hello anybodiez :0

[zayyyleus]

/waves
Hullo there! ;D

Anyways, first off, I'd like to let you know that you've got quite the witty title up there! Oliver Twisted! Ooo. Witty, indeed.
Your writing is not as garbage as you'd assumed. I quite like it, actually. Smooth and crisp. It flows.
That last bit was... Intense.

[bowaday_seelah]

It's quite good so far. You've got a few typos here and there though, so I suggest you look it over a little. And I agree, the title is very witty, and that last bit was intense. I'll be waiting for more to read, so write more soon.

[soulja-girl4eva]

Whoopers

[soulja-girl4eva]

I was standing on the doorstep thinking this and I looked back over my shoulder.
He was still there leaning against the fence and his hands still in his pockets.
He just stood there a brooding expression on his face.
Slowly I turned around and took one step away from my doorstep.
I am walking away from the saftey of my house towards my death.
Why am I doing this?!
But my feet kept moving across the pavement as my brain were seperated from my body.
Okay this is weird. This is also possibly life threatning but my feet just seem to want to take that chance.
Oliver is still standing there, his mouth in a thin line.
I walked closer and closer until I was right in front of him then stopped.
"I'm sorry."
"But you're afraid."
"No."
YES!
He squinted at me.
I held up my hands. "Hey you were about to jump at me."
He took his hand out of his pocket and I took a small step backwards.
And he pulled out a handful of M&Ms.
Oh wow did I feel stupid.
"I was going to attack you with my delicous snack?"
"Heh. Well...look at that."
So much for the near death experience.
He raised his eyebrows then popped the M&Ms in his mouth.
"Were you serious then about the whole...sorry thing?"
"Yup. Scared again aren't you."
"I'm not a coward."
"Whatever Prancy Pants."
"...How did you get out anyway?"
Wait a minute why am I having this conversation?
"I got out for good behavior." he said simply.
I snorted a laugh and slapped my hand over my mouth.
"What is it so hard to believe that I'm a good boy?"
"Uh..Yeah."
"How?"
"You torched my dolls, kicked Toby Walters in the shins every day for 5 years, tried to make a lemonade stand from child labor, held the teachers lunch out of a two story window, dipped my braid in an paint container...must I continue?"
"I did that stuff a long time ago."
"...But I am sorry though. I mean I did wave and I really did hope you'd come out but you didn't."
"Oh."
"Um well sorry again." I shuffled my feet and turned around.
"Hey Hailey?"
I turned around again.
He pulled a switchblade from his other pocket.
I took another step backwards.
He lauged. "Just tryin to keep you on your toes. It's a good thing you said sorry though I was getting antsy."
I laugheed nervously. "Ha.Ha. Right. I guess I'll see you around right."
"Yeah, around."

[sportychic317]

Luv it!!!

[crankdatsoulja]

Pretty good chipmunk

[soulja-girl4eva]

Keep callin me chipmunk you watch ill get you