some Christmas. Stuck in a glass cell.
For the powers experiments, they havn't done too much. nothing painful... yet. they've only made us show them their powers (if i was thinking clearly, i would have pretended i didn't have any pow ers, but i wasn't...). i hate this place.
O&O,
Nadia
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
The Story
I don't have much time. I turned invisible to buy time.
The strange looking people that went into ahslee's houise shot her parents. kidnapped her. my parents tried to take 'em to the Hospital, but the guys who shot em purposly hit our car... hard. i'm fine, just a LOT of bruises, but my and ashlee's parents are killed. those guyshualed me off to another states, far far away, farther than i've ever been (probaly NM or somthing). They threw Ashlee and I into glass cells. we have em next to each other. They've been doing experiments on us. Taking blood, hitting us with reflex hammers, it's been h. a doc said we're starting other experiments tomorrow. like, on our powers. GREAT. I hate this place... it's worst than you can ever imagine. they let us go to the bathroom only twice a day and we only get a small sandwich for every meal. that might suit an anorexic, but Ashlee and i have weird genes, so i'm normal more hunger than my dad. or, than my dad WAS. geez, i miss 'em. i've been crying everyday.
g2g bye more l8r
The strange looking people that went into ahslee's houise shot her parents. kidnapped her. my parents tried to take 'em to the Hospital, but the guys who shot em purposly hit our car... hard. i'm fine, just a LOT of bruises, but my and ashlee's parents are killed. those guyshualed me off to another states, far far away, farther than i've ever been (probaly NM or somthing). They threw Ashlee and I into glass cells. we have em next to each other. They've been doing experiments on us. Taking blood, hitting us with reflex hammers, it's been h. a doc said we're starting other experiments tomorrow. like, on our powers. GREAT. I hate this place... it's worst than you can ever imagine. they let us go to the bathroom only twice a day and we only get a small sandwich for every meal. that might suit an anorexic, but Ashlee and i have weird genes, so i'm normal more hunger than my dad. or, than my dad WAS. geez, i miss 'em. i've been crying everyday.
g2g bye more l8r
Wednesday, December 6, 2006
Sunday, December 3, 2006
Nothin' Much...
I'm Bored. I need some exitment. Some GOOD exitment, like a concert, not like getting kidnapped.
I've visited all the good blogs, I've gotten on all the good sites. I read two Replica books in the last three hours, and my family and I put up the Christmas Tree.
I'm bored.
I just looked outt he window. Some suspicous-looking men just went into Ashlee's house... I'm telling my parents.
I've visited all the good blogs, I've gotten on all the good sites. I read two Replica books in the last three hours, and my family and I put up the Christmas Tree.
I'm bored.
I just looked outt he window. Some suspicous-looking men just went into Ashlee's house... I'm telling my parents.
Friday, December 1, 2006
Home, Sweet Home
I'm back home.
Ashlee and I finaly got a hold of our parents and they drove all the way to Gorgia (the state we were carried off to) to get us. Now we're home. Thank God we only mised three days of school! I mean, i don't normaly like school in general, but I HATE making up the work. It really thukth (aka sucks)
Nadia
Ashlee and I finaly got a hold of our parents and they drove all the way to Gorgia (the state we were carried off to) to get us. Now we're home. Thank God we only mised three days of school! I mean, i don't normaly like school in general, but I HATE making up the work. It really thukth (aka sucks)
Nadia
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