idonttitlethingsbutiguessthisispartofchapter1?“The grass never grows north of Chek Road. No one likes to go there, either. Chek Road is right on the edge of town, and the next town over is said by legend to be a ghost town. Not many people leave town though, but that’s probably because of the 10-foot barbed wire electric fence that surrounds Bathel Heights…” He stopped writing and looked over his shoulder. He was always pretty nervous, Bathel Heights gave him the creeps, but he felt especially anxious this evening. Bathel Heights; your average little posh suburban neighborhood where every house looks exactly the same. The people here, however, were not at all supportive set by the town. Hoodlums roamed the streets, disturbing the residents almost constantly, yet never managing to vandalize anything. Many of the people were quite anti-social, and some hated people so much they actually threatened a mass murder, but such is the fate of a victim of a monotonous life. And many people were, to say, less than avidonttitlethingsbutiguessthisispartofchapter1? by Origamililly
Bant'uum! Pont'ae yan moko. Pon d'ae Butnz.|
Im a 13 year old girl who lives in New York and i have no life or friends so all I do pretty much is write.... And internet...
o-o and that first bit was a language I made up.