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EXO The First Class

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EXO The First Class

hipsterinatardis: Naps are tricky because you either wake up refreshed and relaxed or you have a...

Sun, 12 May 2013 19:00:20 -0400

hipsterinatardis:

Naps are tricky because you either wake up refreshed and relaxed or you have a headache, dry throat, and are unaware of what year you’re in.

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Wed, 08 May 2013 19:07:45 -0400

Imagine Dragons - Demons

Wed, 08 May 2013 19:05:53 -0400

Imagine Dragons - Demons

lupetohee: Z Efron | John John Denim

Wed, 08 May 2013 19:03:08 -0400

lupetohee:

Z Efron | John John Denim

vanillatragedy: CALIFORNIA ROCKSTAR auf We Heart It....

Wed, 08 May 2013 15:53:34 -0400

vanillatragedy:

CALIFORNIA ROCKSTAR auf We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/59441261

kaistellations: Do you ever think you did really badly on an assignment and then you get it back...

Mon, 06 May 2013 22:10:43 -0400

kaistellations:

Do you ever think you did really badly on an assignment and then you get it back and you actually got a really high grade and wonder if 1. your teacher is mental or 2. you are the hidden genius of our generation

Brotherly love.

Mon, 06 May 2013 16:21:35 -0400

Brotherly love.

Help, ladies and gentlemen?

Mon, 06 May 2013 15:30:00 -0400

I basically need this to be corrected for my writing assignment. So if you guys wish to read a story and are ready to criticize, I’d be thankful!
The story made up completely for my language class hw. I am not supa -dupa cool writer that is why I need help!

This city is a peaceful place. Bright and sunny streets overcrowded with people rushing here and there, parks are opened for visitation and hospitals opened for those who was hurt or struggled. I love going out and spending time with friends outside. I love a lot of things; normal things as any teenage girl would like. There is no danger, no fear, no anger or anxiety.

That is how I remember it when I was younger. Now I do not ever see sun if I want to breathe the air with my own lungs and hear my own heartbeat; now I only know how the moon looks like. The memories left from the happy times force my brain to suggest how does feel to look at the sun or touch the green grass. It is almost impossible so see anything except asphalt roads, artificial lights and stone buildings. Things have changed since the time I had a chance to see my family. Adrian, my younger brother, is the only one who did not disappear when it started. Technically, nobody disappeared, they were just replaced by better, healthier people. The government considered it as building new “quality society”. I guess, more accurate is to say that they are not even real people, they are clones of those who once were real. The copies of personalities with the same emotions and memories implanted into their plastic hearts, and plastic hearts do not need to be healed, they need to be repaired like little replaceable machines. How ironic, people became too clever one day and could not save own hearts from invasion of creations of their cleverness.

*Flashback*

— Hey, mom, I want to go for a bike ride with Allie. She said Jamie asked her out, — mother was cooking the dinner. We were going to have baked potatoes and meatloaf today, — so as a best friend I am obligated to share the happiness of her miserable life.

Allie is my best friend and I do not remember a day without her since sixth grade. She was my cousin, daughter of mom’s sister. We did not get along for a while but something happened between us in sixth grade and she became my closest friend for ages.

— Beth, I do not think that is a good idea. Dinner is in about half an hour, I do not want you to be late. And quite honestly, I am not really comfortable with you going out that late, — she wiped her hands with paper towel and glanced at a window like if she expected to see someone.

— It is not even seven o’clock! Please, tell me you do not think Uncle Gus is right. There is nothing wrong going on, he is just old crazy man telling nonsense, — my heart skipped a beat trying to convince her. Allie is bringing a friend and I really wanted to see him, — I am sure he just had a bad day or a bad dream. We all know he has smoking problem and it just gets worse these days. This man is going nuts, ma.

— Have some respect or you are staying home for sure, — she was not happy about my speech.

— Oh, I am sorry, — I moved salad from the corner to be closer to her, — but can I go, please?

— Alright. But I want you to be back by dinner.

*End of flashback*

However, by the time I was home, mother was gone. Dad said the police came and ask her to go with them to the office as they had couple questions. He was surprised by this sudden police appearance in our driveway. My family has never had any problems with crime or government but mom believed this was her duty to help them, she would never say no to the calling. In fact, nobody was allowed to say no to the calling whatever it was. The government decided what is going to contribute the society, who is going to serve certain job positions and how much people are going to be paid. People in the capitol knew everything about everyone; they ruled the fates of people. This time things went too far from the course we expected.

Mother did not come back till the next morning, there was nothing wrong with her as we thought. What might happen to her, we thought, in the safest place of the city? I regret our unawareness miserably now. We would not be able to save ourselves but we could delay the time.

In about two weeks later dad went to see Uncle Gus, on the way back home he bought the gun from the underground rebels. An hour later I and Adrian were locked in the basement, as dad said, for our own safety. I do not know how long we stayed there shaking as the noises upstairs kindly prompted that our father was trying to shoot mom. Adrian could not take it.

Strangely, week after mom came back I started thinking that maybe Uncle Gus was not crazy, maybe he was actually right. I felt sorry for him as he did not have guts to shoot Allie and Aunt Daisy when it was not too late. They were one of the first who was caught and replaced. I did not know for how long this was going on in his family; I did not know for how long he knew it happened and how did he figured it out. I guess, fallen all had the same symptoms. At first, mom’s glued smile did not bother me but after I did poorly on my finals and she still did not stop smiling offering me a cookie I’ve heard the alarming bells in my head. Adrian felt the same way, her artificial smile made him gag. The bells kept ringing every morning when nothing smelled like burnt toasts, every time we went for grocery shopping, every time I took a bath and she thoughtfully prepared cloths and bed for me. I mean, nothing was really wrong, she just became annoyingly caring. She was never like that.

The night before dad got the gun, he noticed a marking number on the inner part of her feet. They gave all the fallen numbers of the sequence they were produced. They were like the toys for real life made on the factories. She was number three hundred nine. Dad did not have any other thought except getting rid of her because eventually they would come for us.

That morning he gave us the instructions of what to do and where to go if everything would go wrong. The rumors went that the rebels which did not accept the purest government control hid underground. For me those rumors seemed to be fairy tales, they would caught them immediately if only there was teeny-tiny chance of it. Rebels frightened me, I had associated them with those old stories about mafia gangs wearing leather jackets and smoking big fat cigars. It all kind of seemed to be a dream. Nightmare where mom turned into a zombie and wanted to eat us except that she did not want to eat us, she wanted to turn us into the fallen. I still could not believe this was happening to us, to our family. I always thought we are that lucky type of the families. Nothing bad would ever happen to us. Ever.

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9 favorite pictures of Tiffany Hwang; requested by anon

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9 favorite pictures of Tiffany Hwang; requested by anon

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Mon, 06 May 2013 08:15:32 -0400

After living so many lives, I’ve finally found something to die...

Sat, 04 May 2013 11:46:56 -0400

After living so many lives, I’ve finally found something to die for.

versacebitch: the worst thing about speaking two languages is trying to use an expression from one...

Fri, 03 May 2013 10:22:05 -0400

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the worst thing about speaking two languages is trying to use an expression from one language that fits perfectly into your conversation but the other person won’t get it

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Fri, 03 May 2013 10:21:51 -0400

18/100 Times Suho makes you scream Su No: Suho being flawless...

Fri, 03 May 2013 10:21:37 -0400

18/100 Times Suho makes you scream Su No: Suho being flawless ;___;

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EXO The First Class

hipsterinatardis: Naps are tricky because you either wake up refreshed and relaxed or you have a...

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Imagine Dragons - Demons

lupetohee: Z Efron | John John Denim

vanillatragedy: CALIFORNIA ROCKSTAR auf We Heart It....

kaistellations: Do you ever think you did really badly on an assignment and then you get it back...

Brotherly love.

Help, ladies and gentlemen?

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9 favorite pictures of Tiffany Hwang; requested by anon

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After living so many lives, I’ve finally found something to die...

versacebitch: the worst thing about speaking two languages is trying to use an expression from one...

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18/100 Times Suho makes you scream Su No: Suho being flawless...