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A State of Mind - Ending 2A State of Mind 2A State of Mind - Ending 2
(Curtain opens to reveal a young girl’s bedroom. The room is very simple. A bed on stage right, a small table next to the bed, on the left, with a lit lamp on it, a bookshelf makes up most of the center wall, a pair of beanbag chair sit to the left of the shelf, on the other side on the bed, a closet door stands slightly open, next to the bedroom door, which is to the left of the bookshelf, stands a dresser with some clothes sticking out from the drawers.
The owner of this room, Karissa, a teenage girl of about eighteen, sits on the bed, reading a book. She is so focused on her book, that she d
by ~SingingPieMaker
A State of Mind - Ending 1A State of Mind 1A State of Mind - Ending 1
(Curtain opens to reveal a young girl’s bedroom. The room is very simple. A bed on stage right, a small table next to the bed, on the left, with a lit lamp on it, a bookshelf makes up most of the center wall, a pair of beanbag chair sit to the left of the shelf, on the other side on the bed, a closet door stands slightly open, next to the bedroom door, which is to the left of the bookshelf, stands a dresser with some clothes sticking out from the drawers.
The owner of this room, Karissa, a teenage girl of about eighteen, sits on the bed, reading a book. She is so focused on her book, that she d
by ~SingingPieMaker
Murderer or Political ActivistJack the Ripper: Sadistic Murderer or Political Activist?Murderer or Political Activist
A slight breeze pours from the alleyways into the street of White Chapel. It’s nearly one in the morning. Drunks still drift from the pubs, some accompanied by a young, or in some cases not so young woman, laughing loudly as they make their ways down different streets, searching for a quiet place to spend a minute alone. One couple emerges from the alley, the man hands the woman her pay, with she places down her bodice, and with one last drunken kiss, they go their separate ways. While the man stagers down the road, the woman quickly finds another costume
by ~SingingPieMaker
Leading to NothingI am a group of one I am alone Do you want to be best friends? Maybe not I understand But you don’t care Neither do I Not really Kind of Sort ofLeading to Nothing
I don’t know Do you? Who cares? Seriously, who does? Why care about anything? It means nothing We’re all just dust
Just waiting to be cleaned up Becoming nothing But still everything It’s an endless paradox It may sound weird, but not really
You can’t judge me No one can judge me Because I am alone
At least for now
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Wraith Chpt. 1Chapter One: The Girl UnknownWraith Chpt. 1
"When you gaze long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you."
Narcissa Malfoy gazed across the parlor of their glorious home at her husband, silent words of comfort hung in the air between them. Lucius, an air of shame surrounding him, turned his eyes back to the fireplace. He watched the flames dance, but did not believe he could feel their warmth.
They, and the others in the room, felt as though they walked on glass, waiting for the reason they were called for to be revealed. Bellatrix Lestrange sat on the edge of her seat, e
by *TMZai
Wraith PrologueJune, 1997: Albus Dumbledore succumbs to death at the hands of Severus Snape, taking with him the hope of many of the Wizarding World. For without their champion, without the man whom the Dark Lord Voldemort feared the most, who would stand for them? Some turned their hopes to the young Harry Potter, the supposed ‘Chosen One’, for he had so often escaped Voldemort’s grasp and foiled so many of the Dark Lord’s plans.Wraith Prologue
But another blow is dealt when the Auror, Alastor ‘Mad-Eye’ Moody, falls as Dumbledore did, in an attempt to secure the safety of Harry.
August 1st, 1997: With
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- Current Residence: 186 Fleet Street
- Interests: Broadway; Reading; Writing
- Favourite movie: Sweeney Todd; Pirates of the Caribbean; Harry Potter
- Favourite band or musician: Patti LuPone is the Greatest Singer/Actress/Performer Ever!!! LuPone=Life
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They say you can't get to know a person 'till you crawl into their shoes and walk around in them. Well, I tried that, but it only made me realize they had very big feet.
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If we weren't meant to dream, we wouldn't need to sleep.
Patti LuPone = Life
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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Into my arms
Turn right
You won't be alone
You might
Fall off this track sometimes
Hope to see you on the finish line
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If we weren't meant to dream, we wouldn't need to sleep.
Patti LuPone = Life
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If we weren't meant to dream, we wouldn't need to sleep.
Patti LuPone = Life
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If we weren't meant to dream, we wouldn't need to sleep.
Patti LuPone = Life
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