My Brother's a What?


Title: My Brother's a What?
Chapter: Two
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Characters: OC, Isaac Lahey, Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilisnki, Derek Hale

Rating: Not really sure - PG/PG-13
Disclaimer: MTV and Jeff Davis
Spoilers: Season 2, Episode 2
Summery:
What if Isaac Lahey had a sister?...Well, now he does! Annabeth Lahey was ten years old when her brother was turned into a werewolf and these are the events that follow..... I know the summery sucks, but I promise the story is better if you give it a read.

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My Brother's a What?

Title: My Brother's a What?
Chapter: One
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Characters: OC, Isaac Lahey, Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilisnki, Derek Hale

Rating: Not really sure - PG/PG-13
Disclaimer: MTV and Jeff Davis
Spoilers: Season 2, Episode 2
Summery:
What if Isaac Lahey had a sister?...Well, now he does! Annabeth Lahey was ten years old when her brother was turned into a werewolf and these are the events that follow..... I know the summery sucks, but I promise the story is better if you give it a read.

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not in a good place right now.....

yesterday we took my dog, Henry, to the vet because he's been out of sorts recently and had some sort of boil on his but, making it hard for him to go to the bathroom......................................it was caner.

we didn't want him to have to suffer anymore, so we decided that it would be better to just put him to sleep instead of having him and us put through harder times. to see him suffer like he has and to know it will only get worse...............................we just couldn't.

right now, i need to distract myself with anything so i don't have the overwhelming  need to cry all day long...........................

...Education

This is my College Essay.....................thought I would share it................
Just so you know, everything in bold and color is a link for info on who or what it is................

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“You can’t make someone want an education.”

Imelda Staunton as Margaret Campbell, ‘Freedom Writers

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I didn’t want an education. I wanted nothing to do with learning or school or the people inside them. I never wanted to read or to write or to even listen. School seemed to be a waste of time for someone who couldn’t or wouldn’t understand and just wanted to curl up into a ball and rot.

Then it all changed.

There was something I want to read, something that caught my eye and made me want to understand. Now, suddenly, I can’t stop reading and writing and listening. Now I want to learn, to be in school. I want an education!

It all started with a book. A book called Freak the Mighty by Rodman Philbrick. A sixth grade reading assignment, something that usually was never read but skimmed for answers to the questions in a study packet, but this time I was intrigued. There was something about the book that just made me squeal with glee. The classic tale of making the most unusual friends that make the best come out of you and makes you live life to the fullest, like each day was your last.

Then there was The Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson; another sixth grade reading assignment. But it was more than an assignment – it was my bridge to a world that I had never experienced before, a world of fantasy and science fiction. It opened my eyes to see the world as more than just it was and put my imagination into overdrive.

I reinvented myself; reading nonstop, so much so that I learned how to read and walk simultaneously and never bump into things. I went from reading at a kindergarten level with a book that held only ten pages and had words that rhymed with the most obscene things to reading books without pictures and were hundreds of pages long! I loved to read so much that at the beginning of tenth grade I read the entire Harry Potter series by J.K Rowling in two months – that’s nearly one book in one week.

I want to learn how to write a novel that will inspire others like how Freak the Mighty, The Bridge to Terabithia, and Harry Potter inspired me. I want to ensnare the senses and unlock what everyone has once forgotten; bring to the world a new marvel that captures the heart and soul like it were reality.

Maybe someday I can do all that and be one of the greats. But for now….

I want an education.

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I'm trying to figure out what i want my first tattoo to be. A while back I put up a pictured I designed (which could be viewed here) but I'm not sure I want to use that anymore.

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Twas the day after Christmas....

'Twas The Day After Christmas
-David Frank

'Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house
Children sat slack-jawed, bored on the couch.

Wrappings and toys littered the floor,
An incredible mess that I did abhor.

With Mom in her robe and I in my jeans,
We waded in to get the place clean.

When suddenly the doorbell: it started to clatter,
I sprang to the Security-View to check out the matter.

The new-fallen snow, now blackened with soot,
Was trampled and icy and treacherous to foot.

But suddenly in view, did I gasp and pant:
An unhappy bill collector and eight tiny accountants.

The door flew open and in they came,
Stern-looking men with bills in my name.

On Discover, on Visa, on American Express,
On Mastercard too, I sadly confess,

Right to my limits, then beyond my net worth,
OUer the top I had charged, in a frenzy of mirth.

The black-suited men, so somber, so strict,
I wondered why me that they had first picked.

They stared at me with a look I couldn't miss,
That said "Buddy, when are you for paying for this?"

I shrugged my shoulders, but then I grew bolder,
Went to the cabinet and pulled out a folder.

"As you can see," I said with a smile,
"It's bankruptcy that I'll have to file!"

And with a swoop of my arm, my middle digit extended
I threw the bills in the fire: the matter had ended.

The scent of burnt ash came to my nose,
As up the chimney my credit-worthiness rose.

Without another word they turned and walked out,
Got into their limos, but one gave a shout:

"You may think that's the answer to all of your fears,
But it's nothing you'll charge for at least seven years!