Hunted-jonnyboy has just signed injonnyboy: KIRSTY!kirstenz: jon, i cant talk for long, she's comingjonnyboy: who?kirstenz: claire, she was behind it all, she killed themjonnyboy: not clairekirstenz: jon, she's coming, it was claire, you'll have to tell the police, show them thisjonnyboy: it cant be clairekirstenz: she's hunting me, she's coming, she killed ricky and tanejonnyboy: how do you knowkirstenz: she told me, she's in the housejonnyboy: dont diekirstenz: she has a gun. when im gone, be careful, go to the police straight awayjonnyboy: dont die, kirstykirstenz: she's downstairs, it wont take her longjonnyboy: if youre joking, ill kill you myselfkirstenz: i love you. i love all of you. tell nora and bree i love themjonnyboy: kirsty, youre joking right? it wasnt claire, it cant bekirstenz: she's almost up the stairs. if theres an afterlife, i'll contact you somehowjonnyboy: be carefulkirsten: i love youjonnyboy: you tookirsten: tell nora to tell jordanjonnyboy: wa
A Letter from the HeartDear World,Screw you.What have I done, in my thirteen short years upon this earth, to earn this treatment? And It's not as if it only just started. All my life, you've teased me, taunted me, made my family sick, and granted me the 'gift' of intelligence.Hell, that's not all. The day I was born, I was so sick I had to stay in intensive care! All through my school years I've been bullied, shunned, yelled at, called names, punched, kicked and generally ridiculed! And we're not even going to mention what happened when I was four.You've made my mother sick - from her heart, to her mind, to all her other organs. Even her bones! You've made her sad. And you make it worse with what you do to me.You've made my father sick too - the bones in is back are so bad, he lost his job. Now my father has no job and my mother earns money as a preschool teacher.You evict us from our houses. Not once, but three times. The first little house, the second red brick, and now this crappy house. We have two
RebelI refuse to conformto your set of rulesand if you will force mewell then, you're the foolyou can not box me in with barsyou can not give me lawsI will never control my free hearttrue humans are filled with flawsI will not be perfectto be different do I daredon't judge my wrongsfor we all have our shareI can swear if I so wishIf I'm angry I'll let you knowtell me not it's an issue of 'self control'or self control I will stop to showtell me something stupidand my opinion I will givetell me I have no rightthen you take my reasons to liveby law of country and law of worldI can worship who I wishslam your religion in my faceinto yours I'll slam my fistsay not I hate your peoplewhen it isn't trueit's not I hate your peopleit's more that I hate youthere are many things I amand many things I'm notso who are you to determineif my way is right or not?
DeliriumThe whispers in the nightthe shining of the blue lightscream my name and scream my heartwatch me shatter like a peice of glassI can yell it as loud as I wantbut that won't make it trueand while I fight backit grabs my mind anewI'm not insane and I'm not deliriumand I don't sufferso why can't I hear youWhy do you all doubt me so?I've got control nowso you can let goI can't promise that I won't fallbut if I do, I know who to callI'm not insane and I'm not deliriumand I don't sufferso why can't I hear youJust because I see what you can'tJust because I know what you don'tJust because I hear what you can'tdoesn't make me crazyI'm not insane and I'm not deliriumand I don't suffer from insanity.