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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sat Jun 09, 2012 6:04 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Thu Jun 14, 2012 2:13 pm

I am doing a small update now. I actually forgot about this. I apologise for the lateness
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Thu Jun 14, 2012 3:36 pm

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..


Marshall stared exhaustingly at the large amount of presents that had built up on his hospital bed. He stared at the multi-coloured wrapping paper as the whole events seemed to weigh painfully down on his shoulders. He couldn’t believe that another Christmas had come and gone in a blink of an eye, he hadn’t even got around to opening his presents as he was too busy with therapy sessions, meetings with Dr. Dre and Paul.

He knew that he would never pick up the microphone or even record a song as he knew that he couldn’t go anymore. He needed to spend time with his family, his pregnant wife and his three daughters. The music industry had always caused so much pain his lifetime, he had given his life for hip-hop and for his fans and only risked his life and his relationship with his family and friends. He had officially finished rapping but will maintain himself as a producer and mentor his artist signed to his record label.

He turned his attention onto the album that was rested on his chest of his drawers, The British Assassin, The Birth of Psychopath. He was immediately impressed by the content, punchlines and delivery and couldn’t wait to meet the man in person after listening heavily to his songs. He would sign him as soon as he got better, mentor him and help produce material that will help him get recognition in America and then across the world.

He would be leaving the hospital room in about three or four days, and would then return to his normal room. His process was coming along steady; he was pleased with himself that he was giving up alcohol and drugs. It was late in the evening; it was another quiet night as the wind feebly rattled against the window. He was still pained, but the pain was nothing but a little sharp thing as he had quickly recovered from the stabbing that had taken place a couple days ago.

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..


My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..

Marshall was still writing songs and punchlines, but he knew that he would never record and release a song for the general public. Writing helped him ease the pain that was currently weighing down on his shoulder, writing helped him forget about everything that had happened.
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PostSubject: This was posted a lonnnng while ago   Sat Jun 30, 2012 5:25 am

But I happened upon it and can I say...amazing, it was so believeable, the descriptions, incredible. Love it, a whole lot.Wouldn't be surprised if I see your books one day! You're an amazing writer and I hope you continue to write as passionately as this. Amazing.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sat Jun 30, 2012 8:13 pm

Thank you for that positive feedback. I really appreciate it. I do hope people see my book one day. I will try and update whenever I can, stuck with writer’s block again. I just don’t know where to go from here. I might introduce another person into the story. I think I might bring back Ashley, Hailie’s date that went extremely bad. I have changed the rapper’s location, I have changed it so that he will now come from Detroit.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Mon Oct 01, 2012 9:18 pm

Hailie frustratingly stood in front of her open locker; she stared at her haggard reflection and furiously dragged the hairbrush through the long, flowing and golden hair and felt as if she couldn’t do anything right. She was tired, confused and frightened; she was too busy with schoolwork, visiting her father to even focus on socialising with her friends.

She huffed and held her hands on her slender hips; she could feel herself getting fatter. She gently slapped her well-rounded belly and was pretty pleased that she was longer the skinny white girl in school; she looked more of a woman now. Hailie could see that she looked like a younger version of her mother.

“Hailie,” a familiar voice, that haunting voice floated towards her which knocked her out of her train of thought. “Can I talk to you? It’s quite important

Hailie was frozen with uncontrollable fear as she heard Ashley’s soft, sweet but haunting voice. She looked up and saw Ashley’s face in the reflection of the locker, she gasped, shuddering and become increasingly nervous when she saw him standing, hovering and towering over her shoulder. She shook her head; she stared at his facial features that thought she could see guilt and sadness.

“What the hell are you doing next to me? Do you know what you did to me? Do you know how disgusted I am with you? Do you even know what you did to me?” Hailie shouted, aggressively demanding as she threw the hairbrush into the locker and slammed it shut. She turned and confronted Ashley who merely stood back and cowered from her increasing rage. “Are you going to at least answer me?

Ashley said nothing and kept staring at Hailie like he wanted to say something but couldn’t. He opened his mouth but immediately closed, nothing came out but his thoughts were filled with the things that he desperately wanted to say. He looked like a blithering idiot; he watched as Hailie raised her eyebrows and still had her hands on her hips.

“Are you just going to stand there and look at me like that?

“I’m sorry,” Ashley spluttered, he looked at Hailie for forgiveness but knew that it would be hard to get any from her. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done it. It was a mistake, a grave mistake and I am trying to do anything that will help me make up for that. I have quit drinking; I have enrolled myself into an anger management course.

“Sorry? Is that all you can say?” Hailie sneered disgustingly at Ashley; she crossed her arms over her heaving chest. “Do you think that I can just forgive you? Open my arms and allow you to hug me? Did you think it would be that nice?

“I just wanted to apologise to you,” Ashley said honestly, his expression was solemn as he stared at Hailie with tearful eyes. “Is there anything that I can do for you? I want to make

“You can stay the hell away from me!” Hailie snapped frustratingly and inched forward; she poked and prodded Ashsley in the chest. “That’s the best thing that you can do for me. Leave me alone! You don’t ever speak to me, look at me, touch me or do anything that involves me. We are never going to be friends, do you understand what I am saying, Ashley? Do you understand?

“Okay,” Ashley said softly, turning around and he watched Hailie disappear from his sight. “Stupid bitch!”
Hailie rushed down the corridor, her long golden hair swayed as she ran with a pile textbook and doing anything to get away from Ashley.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Fri Nov 30, 2012 5:54 pm

Anyone still reading this? Come on, I need feedback.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:56 pm

If anybody is still reading this fancition, if you like Harry Potter, would you like to read one of my Harry Potter fanfiction. The link is here http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8429076/1/Harry-Potter-And-The-Return-Of-The-Dark-Lord
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PostSubject: going through changes   Sun Dec 16, 2012 9:17 am

I'm still reading I really hope you update it's really good very original
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sun Dec 16, 2012 1:22 pm

Thank you for reading my story. I will either update soon, this month will be busy.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sun Dec 16, 2012 2:33 pm

ooooh yay cant wait bounce
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Wed Dec 19, 2012 4:10 pm

I'm about to update, just finishing the next chapter.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Wed Dec 19, 2012 4:52 pm

Ooooooh yay
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Wed Dec 19, 2012 5:26 pm

Hailie sat on the edge of the wooden picnic bench and stared out at the white building. A single tear trickled down her cheek, and she discretely wiped it away with the palm of her hand. Her lip trembled, tears flowed down her cheeks, black streaking down as well.

“Hey, Hailie. You okay? You want to sit me down?” a voice drifted, knocking her out of her train of thought.
She turned around to look at her best friend striding. Harry Karter, a boy with emerald eyes and untidy black hair that never seemed to stay down. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she stared at his handsome facial features, minus the scar that travelled down his cheek.

“Can I sit down?” Harry asked quietly, trembling as he pointed at the empty seat next to her.

“Of course you can, Harry,” Hailie replied sweetly, patting the empty seat next to her. “I would feel much better if you sat next to me, and I feel a lot safer when you’re a around. Does that make sense, Harry?

“Of course it does, Hailie,” Harry simply said and took a seat next to Hailie. He was glad that they were away from the rest of the school. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to. We can sit in silence, but that’s up to you.

For a while, Harry and Hailie sat in complete silence, with neither one of them threatening to break the awkward silence that hung around them like an invisible veil.
Hailie turned her head and smiled softly at Harry and wondered if he wanted to say something.

“You wanted to say something, Harry?” Hailie asked sweetly and stared into Harry’s shimmering emerald eyes. “Is there something that you want to say to me?”

“Yeah,” Harry said breathlessly, his heart hammered underneath his breastbone when he leaned forward. “I’ve wanted to say something for a while, but I don’t know what you would say if I done it.”

“What is it?

Harry leaned forward, surprising Hailie when his lips suddenly met hers. He was more than happy when she didn’t pull away; he felt her inching toward him and embracing him. The sat there for a long time, tongues sliding against each other as their hands touched each other as well. It was about five minutes before their lips pulled away from each other.

“I never thought you liked me that way” Hailie said breathlessly, her heart hammering when she looked affectionately into eyes. “How long have you liked me?”

“Ever since I laid my eyes on you,” Harry replied, embarrassingly ducking his head but was stopped when Hailie lifted his head up. “I thought that you would reject me and break my heart. I don’t think I could handle that kind of rejection.

“Why did you not tell me?” Hailie asked, licking her lips as she giggled embarrassingly. “Were you worried in case I rejected you? You know I would never do something like that. You’re my best friend, and something else.”

“I wanted to tell you for so long,” Harry said affectionately, his hand remained rested on her bare thigh. “I really like you. Do you feel the same way about me, Hailie?”

Harry hopefully looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and patiently waited. His heart was hammering, he loved Hailie. That blonde hair, those legs, smile, eyes and breasts.

“Of course I do,” Hailie said and placed a kiss on his forehead. “I should’ve gone with you instead of Ashley. I made a mistake with him and I should have never gone with im. I wish I knew you liked me.

“It’s okay,” Harry said and shrugged his shoulders. “He’s more handsome and successful; I’m just the typical average American who lives in a trailer park.”

“No he’s not, your more handsome than him,” Hailie said and watched as Harry smiled. “He doesn’t have this.”

Hailie’s soft hand skimmed over his faded t-shirt and rested where his heart was. Her fingers playfully danced across his t-shirt and grinned.

“You have the most pure heart in the world, and I want to be yours, and only yours,” Hailie whispered tenderly and automatically wrapped her hand around his. “Do you want me to be yours?”

“You want do something now?” Harry asked, he had a lingering mischievous grin on his face.

“What do you mean?” Hailie asked, and looked at the mischievous grin on Harry’s face. “Here? We’re still at school, Harry!”

“How about we go to my place? Relax, watch the television, and get to know each other a little bit better,” Harry replied with a smirking grin and his eyebrows knitted together.”

“We have school for the next couple of hours,” Hailie said, pointing at the school building. “We can’t leave because we have gym, were you’ll get to see me in a tight tanktop and shorts. Would you like that?”

“You could make an excuse about your father, Hailie,” Harry said, laughing as Hailie playfully scowled at him. “I could say that I went with you to comfort you. I can find a number of ways to comfort you. What do you say about that?”

Hailie laughed and furiously rolled her eyes. She laughed, a large and beautiful smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she battled her eyelashes.

“What do you want to do when we get there? Hailie asked excitedly, she kissed him again, again and again. “This? Or maybe something else, Harry?”

“Maybe something else,” Harry said flirtatiously, his hands touched her stomach and went up to grope her beasts. “You’re so beautiful!”

Hailie felt the colour of crimson colour creeping onto her face. She looked down at where Harry’s hands were leading to.

“What if everyone sees us? Do you know what could happen to us? I don’t want to get suspended!” Hailie whined and groaned when Harry’s hand slipped underneath her blouse and touched her bare skin. “Do you want to get suspended, Harry?”
Harry laughed and rolled his eyes.

“Nobody’s around,” Harry grunted and slid his hand against her bare thigh, trailing his hand up and underneath her skirt. “We could do it right here. Let’s get out of here though. Let’s get my place; we can have a microwavable dinner, some candles, and a glass of wine. My mother and brother don’t get back until about seven. What do you think about that?”

Hailie looked down when Harry’s hands slipped out from underneath her skirt, and then went back to grasping at her breasts. His fingers trailed across her hardening nipple, and he closed his eyes when he felt his mouth touching her lips again.

“Have you ever done this before?” Harry asked when he physically pulled his mouth away. “Have you? I want you to be honest
with me, Hailie.”

“Done what?” Hailie asked, glancing down to where Harry’s hand had disappeared to. “What do you mean? Have I done what? Are you talking about sex?”

“Have you ever been fucked, Hailie?” Harry asked, playfully nipping at her earlobe. “Have you? You can the truth? I lost my virginity to an older woman. I’m not impressed with it, I wish I waited so I could lose it with you.”
Hailie looked deeply into his emerald eyes and shook her head. She immediately thoght

“No,” Hailie said softly and kissed him on the cheek. “Let’s get the hell out of here. I want to fuck you. Are you okay, Harry? Are you sure? Are you not bothered that I’m a virgin?”

“No,” Harry said and quietened Hailie’s babbling by kissing her. “I don’t care if you’re a virgin, it makes you more innocent. You’re better than every single girl out there. You want to see what my bedroom looks like? It’s quite small, because I live in a trailer. You could probably fit my trailer in your living room or bedroom.”

“I don’t care about that,” Hailie said and looked into his eyes once again. “I don’t care about the fact that you live in a trailer. I don’t care that you’re a welfare child, if you want money…”

“NO!” Harry protested loudly, turning around to look to see if anyone had heard him. “I don’t want your money; I’m perfectly fine without mooching of someone else. I’ve got through sixteen years without getting money of friends. Why did you have to spoil a good moment like that?

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to upset you, Harry!” Hailie cried and sniffled, sobbing quietly. I’m sorry, okay?”

“Don’t cry, Hailie,” Harry fretted and kissed her on the forehead. “I’m sorry I shouted at you.

“Would your dad be home early?”

“No,” Harry said, laughing loudly. “You really think that my father would come early? He doesn’t care about me, or anyone in the family apart from himself. He’ll go down to the local pub, get pissed and then come back and take his anger out of me or my mother.”

“Why don’t you tell the police? He shouldn’t be doing that to you or your mother should put up with,”

“Just drop it, Hailie, okay?” Harry said, crossing his arms over his chest. “What do you know about troubles? You live the most perfect life out of anyone in the entire school, don’t you, Hailie? Hell, you probably got more money than all the teachers at this school.”

“I don’t live the most perfect life. My mother tried to commit suicide, I lost Uncle Proof and my father, and well you probably know what happened to my father,” Hailie said frustratingly and snapped aggressively. “That’s because you’re such a big fan.”

“Could you Stop shouting!” Harry said, kissing her cheek. “Let’s just get out of here, okay? If my father does come home early, keep your mouth shut, head down and walk out of the trailer. Do understand what I’m saying?

“Yes,” Hailie said softly and bowed her head down. “Do you’ll reckon he’ll shout at me?”

“He’ll do worse than shout at you,” Harry said as Hailie shuddered uncontrollably. “I won’t let him touch you, okay? He’s not going to lay a finger on you, okay? Can I ask you a question?

“Yes. What is your question, Harry?”

“Will you be my girlfriend, like official?” Harry asked with a hint of hope in his voice.

“I wouldn’t want anything else in the world,” Hailie said and took Harry’s hand in hers. “Let’s go, boyfriend.”

“Okay, girlfriend,” Harry said, standing up with her as they both walked away from the school grounds.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Wed Dec 19, 2012 5:42 pm

damn you leaving me wanting more
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Wed Dec 19, 2012 7:37 pm

It's all the part of being a writer, I'll update when I can. Harry will become a main person in this story, and the drama with Hailie will be the most hardest thing that he has come across.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Wed Dec 19, 2012 7:54 pm

Hmmm sounds interesting
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Fri Dec 21, 2012 1:23 pm

A loud and blaring alarm suddenly pierced through the quiet bedroom, it blared and vibrated against the bedside table. A large figure lay in the bed, stirring but didn’t fully wake up. The woman’s blonde hair was splayed against the soft pillow, the figure tossed and turned; a grumbling noise came from underneath the bedcovers.

“I am so fucking tired!” Kimberley groaned, propping her hand underneath her chin as she looked at the flashing alarm clock. “Is that the time? I’m so lazy.”

She slowly crawled up and sat on the edge of the bed, looking directly at the framed family photograph and smiled sadly.

“Oh, Marshall!” Kimberley croaked, and picked up the framed photograph and looked at it. “Why did this happen? Nothing ever goes right for us.”

It was a long moment before a tear eventually trickled down her cheek. She sat on the edge of the bed, she felt her heart-breaking and there wasn’t anything that she could do. Kimberley shuddered and composed herself before shuddering deeply.

She slowly slipped out of the bed, pulling her pink and fluffy dressing gown on, and it had colourful flowers on and galloping bunnies. She tied it; it covered her enormous stomach and began waddling toward the hanging mirror.

Kimberley carefully inspected herself in the mirror, glancing at the dark and unmissable circles underneath her eyes, she sighed, looking down at her bulging stomach as her unborn baby kicked relentlessly. She giggled at the feeling, rubbing her stomach and whispering in a soothing voice.

“You’re making Mommy so fat,” Kimberley cooed affectionately, stroking her stomach as she inspected herself in the hanging mirror. “I can’t wait until I have you in my arms.

Heavy rain lashed violently against the bedroom window, it streaked down and cascaded onto the chipped windowsill. It suddenly became quiet, and then Kimberley screamed when a massive thunderclap boomed overhead.

“Did that nasty thunder scare you, sweetheart?” Kimberley cooed affectionately, stroking her stomach protectively as she giggled. “It scared me as well, but you’ll get used to it once you get older. Let’s go and see if Whitney is okay.”

Kimberley shook her head, giggling and tucked a stray blonde hair behind her ear. She held both of her hands over her stomach, laughing as the child kicked when her stomach grumbled.

“I’ll get you something to eat later, I promise, sweetheart,” Kimberley assured her kicking child. “I promise. Would I lie to you? Let’s go and see if Whitney is okay, okay?”

Kimberley scuttled out of the master bedroom and could feel her back throbbing. She grunted in discomfort, the landing was filled with her light and soft footsteps echoed against the laminated flooring. She approached the slightly opened bedroom door, and could hear the faint sound of a young girl crying.

Kimberley stood in the doorway of Whitney’s bedroom, peering into the darkened room as a small youngster lay on the bed, crying and sniffling.

“You okay, Whitney? Kimberley asked the sniffling youngster. “Are you feeling a better, sweetheart? Why are you crying, Whit? What’s wrong?”

“What do you think's wrong with me? What do you think, Mommy?” Whitney snapped, sniffling loudly. I feel lousy! Why I am like this Mommy? Why can’t I go to school? I miss playing with my friends! Can I go to school tomorrow? I want to play with my friends, Mommy!”

“Do you reckon that is wise to go to school feeling like this? Would you like to get your friends sick, and you know that you wouldn’t be able to play with your friends. Would you like that?” Kimberley asked the crying child, smiling when she saw Whitney shake her head. “I’ll make you some cheese and ham sandwiches. Would you like that?”

“Yes, Mommy!” Whitney exclaimed excitedly, practically bouncing up and down. “I want ketchup and a cookie as well.”

“I’ll get that for you,” Kimberley said, smiling at her youngest child. “I love you so much.

“When will the baby be born?”

“Soon,” Kimberley said, patting her stomach again. “What would like, Whitney? A baby brother or sister?

“A baby sister,” Whitney replied without thinking. “Boys smell and act dumb, they are so stupid.”

“Not all boys are like that honey,” Kimberley said, giggling. “I’ll go and get your sandwiches; Hailie will be home soon from school.”

Whitney nodded her head, crawling underneath her bedcovers and closed her eyes until she fell asleep while listening to the sound of the rain lashing against her bedroom window.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Fri Dec 21, 2012 9:37 pm

Yay update loved it great as usual
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sat Dec 22, 2012 8:08 pm

Hailie stood in front of a large fence that completely surrounded the trailer park that held Harry’s home. She coughed; her nose was assaulted disgustingly by the sudden smell. It was revolting for her as she buried her head into Harry’s welcoming shoulder.

It was a long moment before Hailie eventually pulled her head out of his shoulder, crinkling her nose as she looked around at the dilapidated building that were in front of him. She felt her heart hammering when Harry slipped a hand around her waist, and when she looked into his emerald-coloured eyes, she felt nothing but pity for him. Why did she live a life of perfectness when Harry normally struggled to get through the day?

“What’s the smell? Have you farted, Harry?” Hailie said jokingly and slapped him playfully on the shoulder. “Is it you?”

She immediately stopped laughing when Harry scowled at her.

“What’s wrong, Harry?” Is it always like this?”

“It’s always like this, Hailie. You see what I’ve got to life with Hailie. You see what I’ve got to wake up to. Do you know what I go to bed with?

“Shhhh,” Hailie whispered, automatically grasping her hand around his waist. “I don’t care as long as I got you, Harry.
You’re a really great guy.”

Harry laughed, scoffing as he patted Hailie’s shoulder with a large grin on his face.

“A nice guy

“Don’t you dare say that, Harry Karter,” Hailie said in a stern voice, prodding Harry’s chest with her outstretched finger. “You are one of the kindest men I know, and I really like you and I hope you feel the same way about me.”

“But…”

“No! I don’t want to hear you putting yourself down,” Hailie said, crossing her arms over her rising breasts. “Do you not see what I see? Do you know what I think about you? Do you know what I see when I look at you?

“I don’t know,” Harry said, shrugging his shoulders. “I bet you think that I am some poor boy from the wrong side of the tracks. A man that is so poor, that he can’t even afford a decent place to live in. That's what I think.”

“No,” Hailie said and scoffed. “I think you are a wonderful human being, a man has been given a tough life even though he didn’t deserve it. I want to spend the time that I can with you.”
Her hand ran up and down his arm, she inched forward and then tenderly stroked his cheek.

“You’ll get used to the barking,” Harry said jokingly which earned a scowl from Hailie. “What? I can joke about living here.”

Hailie looked around and brought her handbag close to her stomach when a group of hooded figures with bicycles rushed past. Her heart hammered underneath her breastbone when they glanced seedily at her, and she knew that they were staring at her breasts. Quickly, Hailie placed her arms over her chest and turned in the other direction.

“Afternoon, Harry,” they chorused in unison and hurried past Harry and Hailie, hollering and screaming loudly.

“Afternoon,” Harry said and watched them walk away and reassuringly placed his hand around Hailie’s waist. “It’s okay, Hailie. I wonder never let anyone hurt you.”

Harry and Hailie slowly inched toward the rusted and colourless iron gate.

“So this is where you live, Harry? It’s not that bad, I don’t know why you were so embarrassed,” Hailie said, trying to lighten the mood by joking. “There’s nothing wrong with this place, I know there’s a couple of things that could be fixed.”

Harry scoffed and felt a sickening knot tightening in his stomach.

“Cut the sarcasm,” Hailie,” Harry said, pushing the rusty iron gate open with a little struggle, and it creaked open. “It doesn’t open when it’s been raining.”

A worried expression creased over his face, the gate creaked open until it widened open. He walked forward, following a dusty, dirt riddled pathway that curved around and through the metal and rattling trailers. He felt Hailie moving toward his side, and clutched his body for comfort.

“What are you doing home from school?” an elderly female questioned the two nervous teenagers. “Have you both skipped school? You know what your mother and father will do if they know what you’ve done.”

“We got to leave early to study in peace and quiet, I think it’s much better that way,” Harry quickly said without thinking and smiled casually. “And this Hailie, Mrs. Cook. She’s”

“Hi, Mrs Cook!” Hailie said with a beaming expression, her hand waved at Mrs. Cook while the other wrapped around his waist. “He’s a smart cookie and a handsome one as well.”

Hailie teasingly tweaked his nose and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.

“I’m also his girlfriend,” Hailie said, cuddling into him. “I’m his girlfriend. My name is Hailie Jade Mathers. It’s a pleasure to meet Mrs. Cook.”

“Stop it!” Harry hissed when he flushed the colour of crimson came onto his face. “You’re an embarrassing me, Hailie. You know what I’m happens when I get embarrassed.”

Hailie laughed and smirked mischievously, kissing him again as he scowled.

“Stop it!” Harry said, furiously scowling and then was unable to stop him laughing as Hailie kissed him again. “I mean it! Stop it!

“You two children behave now,” Mrs. Cook said before venturing into her trailer.

“Show me your home then, Harry,” Hailie insisted, taking her hand in his.

“It’s more of a hovel than anything else,” Harry said and began leading Hailie toward the worst looking trailer. “I would say make yourself at home, but sometimes I can’t even do that.”
Harry nervously gripped the doorknob of his bedroom rather tightly and sighed frustratingly.

“Ladies first,” Harry grunted, opening the door further to reveal an untidy bedroom that was covered in scattered clothes. “I would’ve cleaned if I knew someone as beautiful as you were coming over.”

“It doesn’t matter, I only care about the person in the room,” Hailie said and kissed the nape of his neck. “You don’t need to impress an average teenager like me, Harry.”

Hailie walked forward and stood in front of his cluttered bed.

“I don’t think you’ve had anything to be worried about, Harry,” Hailie said lightly, her foot was resting his foot on the bed and leaned against the bed. “I’m not that high maintenance.”

“Jesus Christ!” Harry exclaimed, grasping her firm backside, and then reached around to grasp at her dangling breasts. “Fucking hell!”

“You like my tits?” Hailie said seductively, slowly unbuttoning her blouse by each button. “I think that they’re too small, what do you think about them? What about my stomach, not too fat, Harry?”

Harry shook his head and patted her stomach. He smiled reassuringly at her, patting her stomach as he hooked an arm around her waist.

“I think that you’re just fucking perfect!” Harry said and grunted loudly, admiring her natural beauty as another button slowly popped away. “There’s nothing wrong with you.”

Harry stood there and stroked his head over Hailie’s stomach and patted it.

“Get by the bed!” Hailie ordered as another button popped away. “I want to strip for you.”

Harry smiled and hurried over to the side of the bed. He smiled patiently waited by the bed with his hands clasped over his growing erection. It strained against his trousers as Hailie playfully pulled another button away.

Harry’s eyes widened when Hailie’s blouse eventually came loose, throwing it down onto the ground with the rest of the clothes. Her hands rested against her stomach, her naked body was exposed to Harry’s eyes and she had never felt more embarrassed in her lifetime.

“You don’t think my breasts are too saggy?” she asked, cupping them in the palms of her hands and gently lifting the mountainous treasures

“Oh, No, No!" he gasped, watching her delicately tweak the big and rubbery nipples between her fingers and thumbs. "They're beautiful. They’re so beautiful."

Hailie glanced down at her stomach and felt her heart hammering when she looked down to see Harry’s hard cock straining against his trousers.

“I want to see you now,” Harry!” Hailie insisted excitingly, practically bouncing up and down. “Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip!

Harry swallowed hard and slowly peeled his discoloured t-shirt to reveal a pale, muscular and heavy bruised skin, fresh, black and blue that endlessly dotted his skin. A scar, a long scar trailed across his stomach.

“What about your pants?” Hailie asked, pointing at his loose hanging trousers. “I want to see your cock! I want to see your fucking big cock!

Hailie cooed affectionately and stroked her small hand against his jutting cock; she looked at it and had never felt or seen anything as big as it. She caressed her bare breast, trailing her fingers across her nipples, licking lips her seductively as

“Fuck!” Harry exclaimed when his hand automatically grabbed her heavy right breast. “Lick my fingers!”

Hailie slowly slid Harry’s outstretched finger into her widening mouth. She suckled affectionately, nibbling on the edge of the finger.

“That’s it! Suck it!” Harry said demandingly, closing his eyes as his finger slid further into Hailie’s welcoming mouth. “That’s it, Hailie.”

In less than a second, Hailie brought Harry’s finger out of her mouth. Hailie cooed affectionately and stroked her small against his growing erection.

“What about this thing here?”

“We’ll get to that later, Hailie, I promise,” Harry assured her and laughed at her eagerness. “Stop pouting like that.”

“What happened?” Hailie said and looked at the scar and gasped. “Did someone do this to you?”

“You don’t need know to know, Hailie,” Harry said, wiping a trickling tear away from his cheek. “Look at me. Crying! I shouldn’t be crying. Crying is for the weak-minded.

“No it’s not,” Hailie cried and rushed into him and give him one of the most comforting hugs that he had ever had. “Crying washes away the sadness.”

“Not for me it doesn’t,” Harry said and shook his head; he looked down at the fading scar. “I can’t away from the suffering misery.”

“What happened then?” Hailie said softly, trailing his finger over the disappearing scar.

“I used to be in a gang,” Harry said and shuddered. “I got stabbed right here, I got stabbed for sleeping with another gangmember’s girlfriend, and it got ugly which I why I moved from Philadelphia to here. That’s probably the best thing that my parents have ever done for me. You’re probably the only good thing that came out of the move.”

Hailie watched Harry with her eyes wide open.

“Let’s get moving then,” Harry said and took her hand in his. “Are you ready for this, Hailie?

“Be gentle,” Hailie said nervously, her breath caught in her throat as she felt Harry’s hand brushing across her naked stomach.

“Never want to hurt a delicate flower like you,” Harry said reassuringly, as they both flopped onto the bed. His hand rested on her breast, tweaking the nipple as she cuddle into her boyfriend.

Harry playfully nipped at her earlobe, and smoothed his hand up and down Hailie’s tanned stomach.

“Can we go slowly at first, Harry?” Hailie asked, embarrassingly bowing her head to stare at her shuffling feet. “I’m so embarrassed.”

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about Hailie,” Harry said, smoothing his hand over Hailie’s reddening cheek. “I’ll be gentle, so gentle.”

Harry whispered and felt his hand cupping the underside of her breasts.

“Will it hurt? And especially with that big thing, Harry?” Hailie asked, placing her hand on his jutting cock.

“Probably,” Harry admitted truthfully, and placed a reassuring kiss on her forehead. “I’ll be gentle, just tell me if it hurts and I’ll stop.

“Okay,” Hailie said quietly and kissed him “Can we just sit here and talk for a bit? I want to get comfortable. Is that okay with you, Harry??”

“Of course we can, sweetheart,” Harry said, tilting his head up to look up at the discoloured and cracked ceiling. “We got all the time in the world.”

“That’s good to know,” Hailie said and placed her hand on his chest, stroking the recently shaven chest and kissed his cheek.

She rested her head on his shoulder and saw Harry slipping out of his trousers. Her eyes widened when his cock suddenly jumped, and his cock jutted out and slapped loudly against his stomach. The blue-veined monster twitched and bobbed.

"Fuck! It's so big," Hailie said, stroking the enormous and thick cock in her small hand, his balls were huge and dangled.

"That's what they all say," Harry said arrogantly and stroked his hand through Hailie’s golden hair. "Do you want to get ready?"

Hailie nodded her head, her hand was still latched around Harry's jutting cock, stroking it firmly as her hand furiously moved up his shaft.

“Time you got out of those jeans and panties," Harry said, looking down at Hailie's hand as it grasped tightly around his shaft.

“I’m not wearing any panties, Harry,” Hailie said seductively and slipped out of the jeans, throwing them onto the floor where her blouse was. “I like the feel of wearing no panties.”

Harry’s eyes travelled down Hailie’s tanned and naked body, his eyes feasted on the bare skin and grunted when he saw her pussy lips.

“I recently got shaved, Harry,” Hailie said with a soft giggle, slapping the bare skin just above her visible pussy. I thought it would come in handy one day. Do you like it, Harry?”

“It looks fucking gorgeous,” Harry said, trailing his finger above her pussy, and using one hand to lift her heavy breast. "They're so heavy. I could suck on these babies for ever.

"Your cock is so fucking huge!" Hailie said, gripping the twitching monster with one hand, licking the palm of her hand, and then coating Harry's thrusting cock with her spit. “I need two hands just to hold it.

A boom of thunder clapped overhead, but it didn’t drown the noise of Hailie’s hand thrusting up and down Harry’s cock.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sat Dec 22, 2012 10:05 pm

Marshall stood lethargically in front of the hanging mirror and inspected himself rather carefully. What happened to me? Why did this happen to me? Is God mad at me? Why did Uncle Ronnie and Proof die? Are they dead because of me? Marshall shook his head and listened to his own thoughts, his head pounded and his heart hammered underneath his breast bone and in his throat. His lungs ached when he tried to breathe, was it just him or was there whispering coming from inside the room.

He looked around, smiling when he saw nothing.

"I hope nobody blames me," Marshall said, stroking his dampening cheek as a single tear trickled down his cheek when he thought of Uncle Ronnie and Proof. "I've had a shit life, haven't I?"

"I don't blame you nephew," a familiar, ghastly whisper suddenly came out of nowhere. "Why do those thoughts keep going through your head, Marsh? Do you blame yourself for what happened to me and Proof? Are you that fuckin stupid Marshall?"

Marshall turned his head around when he heard that ever so familiar voice echoing throughout the small room. Could it actually be him? No! No! No! No! No! No! Marshall stared at his Uncle Ronnie, feeling his breath catch violently in his throat when he saw him tilt his head and grin back at him.

"Ronnie?" Marshall croaked when he saw the familair face grinning widely back at him. "Uncle Ronnie? You can't be here. I don't see you, I shouldn't see you. This is all a fucking dream. Wake up!"

Marshall grunted and slapped the palm of his hand against his burning forehead.

"What the hell are you doing, Marshall? I am here, and there's nothing that you can do," Uncle Ronnie said coldly, moving forward with a smirking grin on his face. "You are here because of yourself and nobody else. Do you know what you've put your family through? Hailie, Whitney and Lainy. What about Kim? Do you know how much she has tried to love you and take care of you? You’re the reason that she slit her own wrists. What kind of husband are you?

Marshall nervously looked away at the locked bedroom door and felt compelled to rush toward it. But, he stood there and was completely frozen in fear, feeling his hands shaking uncontrollably as the sweat dripped down the nape of his neck.

"No! Marshall exclaimed loudly, stepping backwards until he slammed loudly into the wall as Uncle Ronnie continued walking toward him. "You can't be here. I'm dreaming or going crazy."

"You are crazy, you've been crazy ever since you were born," Uncle Ronnie said, smirking as he crossed his hands over his chest. "There's nothing that you can do. You are going to lose your family again. Hailie's growing up; she's going to start to drift away from you. She'll be a preggo mother by the time she is eighteen."

"That won't happen," Marshall said loudly, gritting his teeth as his headache hammered him. “Shut the fuck up! My daughter is a good girl! She doesn’t want to have sex until marriage.”

An alarm blared loudly and pierced the bedroom rather suddenly, it echoed loudly. It continued, echoing throughout the bedroom as it vibrated against the bedside table.

A scream soon filled the bedroom, drowning out of the blaring alarm clock as Marshall’s eyes slowly fluttered open to find himself lying across the bed, feet dangling over the edge and he was biting into his pillow. Marshall grunted, jumping out of the bed and quickly walking in front of the mirror.

“It’s your last day today, Marshall,” Marshall said and laughed, stroking his cheek and inspected the dark circles underneath his eyes. “You’ve done it. You’ve survived this horrible place and are going back home.”
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:34 am

That was so good and I'm glad about the marsh update I was beginning to miss him amazing as always keep up the good work and have a good Christmas
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sun Dec 23, 2012 9:32 am

Thanks for the reply, I'll try to update as soon as I can.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sun Dec 23, 2012 3:49 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sat Jan 05, 2013 9:04 am

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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sun Jan 06, 2013 4:26 pm

I'm doing a small update.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sun Jan 06, 2013 4:30 pm

Marshall has been transferred closer to home. He has moved from Washington to Detroit, I am telling everyone this in order to avoid confusion in the next update.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sun Jan 06, 2013 5:23 pm

“Marshall?” Kimberley said nervously, she looked across at the man sitting down with an expressionless look on his face. “Are you okay?”

Marshall sat in the back of the black and sleek car that travelled throughout the countryside. His head was resting against fog-covered window as he stared unemotionally out at the passing trees and fields. He didn’t know what he was going to do when he got back home. Should he return to the music scene? Or disappear into the growing shadows that are engulfing and following him.

“What?” Marshall suddenly said, turning his head to look at his distressed and pregnant wife. “What did you want? Is something wrong, Kimberley?

“You haven’t said anything a word since we got picked up from Cold Springs Hospital,” Kimberley said, placing a hand on her growing stomach and smiled affectionately.

“I was thinking, I wasn’t ignoring you,” Marshall simply said and looked at the large snowflakes falling down. “What did you want to say, Kimberley? Are you okay? Is the baby okay?”

“She’s fine,” Kimberley said, affectionately stroking her stomach as she felt her unborn baby daughter kicking. “She’s kicking. Can you believe that we are going to have another beautiful daughter?”

“Another girl,” Marshall scoffed, rolling his eyes as he looked at the snow falling heavily. “Does that mean I have to put up with more squabbling?”

“Don’t say that!” Kimberley exclaimed playfully, giggling as she shuffled and rested her head on Marshall’s shoulder. “You love our squabbling though!”

Marshall laughed and said nothing. He looked down at Kimberley, noticing the alarmed expression on her beautiful face. His heart hammered when he thought of the worst and patted her stomach.

“Is there something that you want to say, Kimberley?” Marshall asked, planting a kiss on her cheek. “Is there something bothering you, Kimberley?”

Kimberley nodded her head and kept Marshall’s firm hand on her stomach. She looked up at Marshall and blinked rapidly.

“Hailie skipped school today,” Kimberley muttered and felt her breath catch violently in her throat. “She’s been so different. I don’t know what is happening to her. You haven’t been around, so you wouldn’t know. Sorry! I didn’t mean to say that!

“Shush, it’s okay. I know I haven’t been around but one day isn’t much to worry about,” Marshall said and shrugged his shoulders with a large grin on his face.. “Do you remember all those days we spent behind the bike shed or the swimming pool?”

“Marshall!” Kimberley exclaimed furiously and blushed uncontrollably. She giggled at the distance memory and cuddled into Marshall.

“What’s your problem with her skipping one day?”

“I think that she might have a boyfriend,” Kimberley automatically said without thinking and sighed frustratingly. “I don’t know. She hasn’t been herself since your incident. What are we going to do, Marshall?”

“She’s a teenager, a smart teenager who knows what she’s doing,” Marshall reassured Kimberley with a swift kiss to the forehead. “If she with a boy, she’s know what she doing and what a condom is. We can’t be there and hold her hand all the time.”

“I know,” Kimberley said with a saddening expression and nodded her head. “It’s just so hard to see Hailie growing up; I can remember when I was holding her in my arms on that cold Christmas Day.”

“All those years ago,” Marshall said and looked back outside.”

“Do you think that the drama will ever stop?”

“Is my name Marshall Bruce Mathers the 3rd?” Marshall retorted sarcastically, laughing as he knew that Kimberley was scowling “You know that we are always going to be facing drama.”

The two figures lapsed into silence and listened to the sound of the wheels crunching through the heavy and fallen snow.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Mon Feb 11, 2013 7:56 pm

anyone still reading this.
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Sat Apr 20, 2013 9:44 pm

Hello? Is there anybody out there? Anyone want to read or want me to continue
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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Mon Apr 22, 2013 9:27 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Mon Dec 02, 2013 10:57 pm

"Why are you pacing around the bedroom, Kimberly?" Marshall asked as he was awoken by the sound of creaking floorboards. "Is something wrong?"

She had a mulish scowl on her face as her bare feet softy pattered against the carpet. Kimberley was wearing a dressing gown and she was rubbing her enormous belly. She whispered softly and soothed her kicking child.

“Has something happened?” Marshall exclaimed and nearly practically leaped out of bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and said nothing until a thought dawned on him. “Who’s died?”

"It's eleven o'clock at night and Hailie isn't back yet, Marshall!" Kimberly exclaimed and she looked worried. Her chest was heaving heavily and she was crying. “What if something has happened to her?”

Marshall knowingly smirked and shook his head. He wiped the thick crusts of sleep from his eyes.

"Maybe she's just staying at a friend's house, Kim," Marshall said and yawned loudly. "Why don't you come back to bed?

Kimberley shook her head and her upper lip trembled as she gasped.

"Why don't you come back to bed and we can fuck, Kimberley? You'd like that, wouldn't you, Kim?"

She smirked mischievously and nodded her head.

The door slowly creaked open and a small and chubby face popped through the small gap.

“Is Hailie home, Mummy?”

“Not yet, Whitney,” Kimberley swiftly said and discreetly wiped away the streaming tears.

“Can I sleep here tonight?”

“You can,” Kimberley said and the door flung open. She giggled at her daughter’s eagerness.

Marshall groaned but stopped when Kimberley flashed a playful scowl at her husband.

“Stop it, Marshall,” she said playfully and couldn’t help but smirk at him. “We can do it later, Marshall.”

“Do what, Mummy?” Whitney asked as she hugged her mother and kissed the stomach. “Love you, baby! What were you doing before I came in here?”

“We’re about to play a game,” Kimberley said and it was the first thing that popped into her head.

“Can I play?” Whitney asked and her eyes lit up with pure excitement.

“Not until your older, Whitney,” her father quickly answered and awkwardly clambered into the bed.

“No fair, Daddy!” Whitney pouted and followed her mother into the large bed.

“Go to sleep,” he said and stroked her hair. In less than a second, his wife and youngest daughter were snoring and sleeping peacefully.




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PostSubject: Re: Going Through Changes   Fri Dec 06, 2013 1:15 pm

anyone reading this. Does anyone want me to update the next chapter.
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