A missfit's song

This I have just been writing. It's written only by me(partnerships never work for me.)
Tell me if you like it.


Time for the story:

... some say it means the devil's child. Others say it is god's friend, but what is it truly? My name is Alex. I'm 14 and the average goth (a.k.a freak). I wear black and remain quiet. I will not fight. The only thing i want is world peace, but we all know that won't happen.
In the last 38 hours I have realized it is truly about where you are and at what time. I always happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Yet today was different. I was in th right place at the right time. 10/09/09 at 7:46 a.m. in Yorkie's coffie shop was the right place and time.
About me:
Mother's name: Hanah Mere Davis (dead)
Father's name: John walse Davis
d.o.b.: 9/9/94 8:38 p.m
favorite color: black
favorite foods: Hotdog, mac n' cheese
favroite movie: The crow (brandon lee)
favorite book: too many to say
favorite animal: Snow lepord and how it purches in the snow
Full name: Alexus Dawn Davis
Friends: No true friends
hair color: naturally or dyed? dyed: black naturally: blonde
eye color: blue
skin: cacassion
other: has glasses and freckles

"He's funny, nice, smart! Let him be! He's my friend wheiter you like it or not!" Me and the stepmother, Darla, were arguing. It was because a guy (how not surprising).
"So he looks like the ' devil's son' to you! Looks decieve people!"
"He's never coming over again!"
"2 more years for this s*** and then I can leave!"
"Don't swear!"
"Dad dosn't care! Your not my mother!" She put her hands on her hip. I mimicked her.
"That's a lot of crap."
"Is it?! Ask my old man!" I walked into my room.
"You say you want to get close to me but your pushing me away!" I locked my door. It only locks from the inside. There's no key.
"Pssst!" It was him! He was at my window!

good keep it coming

I may or may not keep reading...

I never decide to keep reading on the first post, but the end of it makes me want more...



Pretty good if I remember your age correctly...

well like i said keep it coming

I opened the window.
"Marck! Thank god your here."
"What's going on?
"Darla, my stepmom, dosn't like you."
"Why?!"
"You look like the 'devil's son'." His black eyes were filled with fire and his blonde skater hair looked so sexy.
I climbed out the window.
Let's go back 10 hours...
"I am sooo sorry." I had spilt a cup of coffie on some dude.
"It's okay. I'm Marck." Dos he really think I care?
"I am Alexus with a 'u' cause I'm special." Why did I tell him my name?!
"Mine is m-a-r-c-k cause I'm special too. Nice neckalce." My biological mother gave me it. It was a dolphin.
"My dead mom gave it to me."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I like your's too." It was weird shaped and had a purple gem on it.
"Thanks. It's a Rosari necklace." Where have I heard that?

um fast paced and a little confusing on whose talking.

the computer was stupid and wouldn't let me indent, and when I spaced it it showed up the way it is.

no prob its good

yeah
it'll be a while until I write more becuase I lost the notebook it was in.
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o waaa!!! i want to hear more!!!

don't worry
I'm lookin' for it again on monday because it was at school last time I seen it

good luck

Thanks.
I found it in the lost and found, but soemone drew all over it.
Ppl have no respect for writers' works.

*shrugs* I'm gonna start writing something.



I'll post it on here soon as I start AND have a good title for it.

I'm writng something else too.