Disappear by Amber (books recommended by bts TXT) 📖
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but she doesn't seem to know. I tenderly touch my swollen head.
I slowly walk down stairs to my mom in the kitchen. She looks startled. "What happened?" I ask her. She bites her lip, probably thinking if she should tell me. She frowns. BAd sign.
"Are you in witchcraft honey?" She asks, and I laugh.
"Ofcourse not!" I answer.
"WEll, from last nigh tI think you were."
Last night? The party? Was I do weird things in my sleep?
"The cave, remember?" SHe says, seeing my confused face. I gulp.
Oh. IT wasn't a dream. So Ryan disappeared, into nothingless? I heard his screams and got up?
I stand there, perfectly still, hoping she would laugh, and say just kidding. But she doesn't. I look over and see all my Cds and ipods on the table.
"Why are my things..." I mumble off. Her eyebrows crease. "See, your music has a big influence on you..." She aviods my gaxe my looking down. I clench my fists together. "Yes, itdoes. But why are they on the counter and not in my room?" I wonder, fear and worry rising.
"Well, your father nd I have decided to remove this bad influence until you can-"
"No....nononononoono..." I whisper under my breath.
"Mom, its all I have! My music is...everything." I mutter in disbelief. "You can't do this." I tell her, but she just turns, grabs my things and walks off, shaking her head.
I take a deep breath and walk out the door.
Ryan
Everything is true. Ryan isn't normal. He DISAPPEARED for godsakes!
I lose my breath and fall to my knees in front of the river. "Ryan?" I weakly croak.
"Ryan?!?" I scream, wondering if maybe I was crazy.
(Ryan)
I feel as if my lungs are filled with tar, If choked on smoke or fire. I feel so heavy and dizzy, and all I can see is black. Where am I? Where is Rose? What is this? I feel so scared, uspset. "Ryan!" I hear, and all my worries of nothing being real dimolish. "Rose!" I scream.
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I slowly walk down stairs to my mom in the kitchen. She looks startled. "What happened?" I ask her. She bites her lip, probably thinking if she should tell me. She frowns. BAd sign.
"Are you in witchcraft honey?" She asks, and I laugh.
"Ofcourse not!" I answer.
"WEll, from last nigh tI think you were."
Last night? The party? Was I do weird things in my sleep?
"The cave, remember?" SHe says, seeing my confused face. I gulp.
Oh. IT wasn't a dream. So Ryan disappeared, into nothingless? I heard his screams and got up?
I stand there, perfectly still, hoping she would laugh, and say just kidding. But she doesn't. I look over and see all my Cds and ipods on the table.
"Why are my things..." I mumble off. Her eyebrows crease. "See, your music has a big influence on you..." She aviods my gaxe my looking down. I clench my fists together. "Yes, itdoes. But why are they on the counter and not in my room?" I wonder, fear and worry rising.
"Well, your father nd I have decided to remove this bad influence until you can-"
"No....nononononoono..." I whisper under my breath.
"Mom, its all I have! My music is...everything." I mutter in disbelief. "You can't do this." I tell her, but she just turns, grabs my things and walks off, shaking her head.
I take a deep breath and walk out the door.
Ryan
Everything is true. Ryan isn't normal. He DISAPPEARED for godsakes!
I lose my breath and fall to my knees in front of the river. "Ryan?" I weakly croak.
"Ryan?!?" I scream, wondering if maybe I was crazy.
(Ryan)
I feel as if my lungs are filled with tar, If choked on smoke or fire. I feel so heavy and dizzy, and all I can see is black. Where am I? Where is Rose? What is this? I feel so scared, uspset. "Ryan!" I hear, and all my worries of nothing being real dimolish. "Rose!" I scream.
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Text: It isn't finished, not edited correctly, but it will be. enjoy for the most part.
Publication Date: 11-29-2010
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Dedication:
To My grandmother, Rose. RIP
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