Just because he has black fingernails doesn't mean he's a monster-that's how you've defended yourself for years.

So what about that key?" I asked. "I knew you'd be asking me about it sooner or later." He pulled the cord out from underneath his shirt and dangled the key in front of me. "What do you want for it?" I sneered. "Five dollars?" "I don't want money," he said with a wicked grin. "What does it go to?" "A kiss will unlock more than this key will," he whispered in my ear.

I hope you enjoyed your visit. You never know. You may want to join forever.

Who needs an umbrella in the rain?" she said, and stepped into the car.

I always let the characters guide the stories. They really let me know what they want to say and what action they want to happen.

It's not about changing--it's about growing, together," he said, like the wise soul that he was. "I wanted to let you know--that I am with you. Always. Forever. We don't have to be separated by the sun, school, or even the night. Now I'm just a click away." ~Alexander

Your right. We do spend a lot of time worrying about our looks, instead of focusing on what's inside. - Raven The artist has the power to capture that. To express what he thinks about the subject. I thought that was much more romantic then seeing myself in a cold, stark glass reflection. - Alexander