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Taylor Rae Dale -> FULL NAME
Tay -> NICKNAMES
Sixteen -> AGE
Female -> GENDER
Straight -> SEXUALITY
Girl Next Door -> CLIQUE
Dale – Taylor Swift -> CANON

Times have been hard, but I always know my way around. I am outgoing, and definitely a flirt. This sometimes bothers people, either because I hit on their boyfriends or maybe it is because I’m not afraid to completely bit you out. I’ll tell you the truth and lay it out in black and white. As for my riding, the stresses of the days seem to fly away when I’m around my horse. Just seeing him lifts the weight of the world from my shoulders. I hide a dark past, that I only talk about if you can manage to break me down enough, but I’d love to see you try. -> ABOUT ME

My family and I are ok. My parents worry like any other parents and I like a normal teenager get annoyed by them. I know I do love and care for them, as well as my siblings. I’d like to believe I’ll always have them around, but reality is harsh and losing someone you love is hard enough. -> FAMILY LIFE

Lynds -> CALL ME
Three Years -> EXPERIENCE
Immigranthorse -> AIM
”I read the rules!” -> SECRET WORDS OF SECRET-NESS
one Cool air is rushing around me, quiet whispers talking to me. The tension is thick, but my breathing is mellow. My eyes seem stuck on Alyss, her ivory coloring so normal, yet stands out. I drop my vision to my own splattered legs, white blending into red, and red into white. I shook my head, looking to the once-active mare seem to quiet, black tail still slashing at my sides. The blinding sun beating down on my charcoal colored back. I had imagined Alyss to be uneasy with me even daring to ask admittance, but my own heart was sunk as it was. Shadowed trees bringing back memories I wish hadn’t. I keep my eyes focused on each small crack in the dirt. White eyes close, and I can imagine violently crashing waves hitting large hills. Small sediments rolling down to death, foam happily jumping up, reaching and trying to grasp the darkening sky. There is a sudden pain, and sadness. I find myself struggling to crawl out. I can only find myself fighting with myself.

two Alyss’s voice draws me back to Earth. Her words pointed towards the mare. Alli. My mind is twisting and trying to put the name to the face. An easy game of tug of war, though I always end up winning. My brow is burrowed, and a frown placed properly on my lips. Mind working in all ways. ”Is there any reason in particular you are this happy to meeting Alyss. Yes, wonderful, she is the queen and a wonderful one at that. She’s just like anyone else on this island. She deals with everything to a higher level degree, but none the less deals with the same things.” Alyss’s voice calms me once again; breathe in, breathe out. ”I apologize,” my voice is a low whisper, my throat feeling like blades are sliding through my skin, ”My moods have been a bit varied lately.”


three There are always two sides to everything. A fight, a love affair. My heart was in the middle of both. Wanting home, comfort, love. In return it seemed to only choke, laughing at my needs. For my father, he has his story and I have mine. He told me to kill him, but I couldn’t. I merely had paralyzed him. In the mist of both stories, there is truth. For not killing him, does that make me a failure? To him, yes. I didn’t believe that, but maybe that was true. I knew I was forcing my heart to mend what couldn’t be done. Possibilities were barely reachable in my own mind. ”Would killing him, have made anything easier?” I speak aloud before thinking. Words already floating heavy in the humidity, and lively leaves turning sunburned; bronzed at that. Fake laugh was biting at my tongue, equally fake smile plastering uneasily on my lips.

four Though her words are soft to my ears, I’m sure she’s fighting with herself to not scream just as my sister had done. ”All the same, Alyss.” My voice low once again. Energy running on low, no water having being drunk in what seemed to be hours. Though her voice continued to ring in my ears, and dizziness was setting in. ”Son of Third Degree, uhm, yes. Yes, he is my father, but I’m sure I don’t exist to him, you see. He impregnated my mother, only to be pissed at her that she got pregnant. Not only that, but when I was so young he asked me to kill him. Of course only to fail him and merely paralyze him, I couldn’t kill him. I just couldn’t. I never got to meet her.” I shook my head, world spinning. I had to pull through, I couldn’t be rude. No snide comments, nor sarcasm towards the queen. For more then one reason as well; one I wish not to think of. Out of body experiences plaguing me as I try to take a step forward to Alli’s distance by the queen.

five Skin seemed to be sliding off my body, everything sensitive to my skin and to my touch. Grass that seemed to float along at the breeze’s command seemed to slice at my legs, and my head felt as if it were under pressure. How to get out. My eyes shifted uneasily from side to side and my lean body starting to break out in sweat. Pallid colored foam appearing on my summer coat neck. Obsidian figure appeared before me. His eyes like daggers into my own form. I couldn’t breathe, my eyes averting the outline standing clearly in front of me. My words were choked out, and said in a whisper only I could hear. ”Father?” It couldn’t be, but it could? I close my eyes and open them; laughing figure taking comfort in my paranoia. The silhouette merely nodded, smirking before vanishing as quickly as he appeared. My head shaking, like the rest of my body. My tongue was dry, and my throat screaming for water. ”I should go.” My whole body violently shaking before I quickly turned on my haunches and looked for a pool of water, looking for anything classified as drinkable would truly do for me.

six I remember there being a river not far from here, but dealing with spinning trees and land that refused to sit still made my stomach churn. My knees threatened to buckle, and my heart was racing. I could hear each quick-step beat pulsing. Blood in my head rushed to my body causing me to feel a sensation of lightheadedness. I closed my eyes, sure that the vision of things spinning on a turn top table would help me not fall. Through my blind movements I can feel sharp sticks sliding against skin like a knife to butter. My eyes flashed open, white eyes hiding my fear. I would die here, my eyes lifted nervously to the horizon only to spot the water that seemed to laugh as it moved. My uneasy steps drove me right to the water’s edge before my front legs buckled underneath me. Rocks pounding against bone and my muzzle lowered carefully to the cerulean-colored water. The chilly liquid slapping against the side of my mouth, but traveling easily down my throat, I let my hind end fall to the ground. Burying my nose into my leg, Alyss would think I was crazy. There was no way back, I’d have to leave. No, I couldn’t. My eyes looked out to the horizon, finally feeling the cold airstream that shot past my heated body. My systems finally cooling down and my breathing becoming even, and my nerves began settling. A fool. A fool. -> SAMPLE

[` carter alyssa westwood]

Accepted. Hopefully Holli Phillippe is okay since you spelled her first name differently. xD And I'm fine with the one account thing, you'll just have to help me figure out what a character log board is 'cause I'm dumb. x3