Several officials, two were security from the National Parks and one was with the FBI, were still insistent we leave or be arrested… “Before you disband or arrest us you might want to check with officials from the Senate as they were invited to speak before the Senate.”

Pop Pop’s phone rang; he became sad and began to approach me… Pop Pop took my hand and asks me to sit and I knew it was something else. “Tell me, I’m not a baby, I want to know what’s up.”

Community Acceptance

McKenzie finally understands Aunt Karen's motivations. Ms. Byland organizes an event that shows McKenzie some wonderful things about her hometown. This episode concludes a story that began long ago with a hike on the Fairyland Trail.

Beth was once again staring at the 50's outfit in the window of Rosy's after exiting the restaurant. She didn't know why but she found the outfit calling to a part of her somehow. The long wide skirt with its white lace trim and silly little bear picture on it just looked so special. The white pullover sweater with its deep v neck opening and puffy sleeves in a material that was no doubt itchy to wear as it looked fuzzy. The skirt had a wide waistband and the mannequin had a gauze scarf in light pink with sparkles around its neck.

Mountain Drive by Nikki Thong Copyright © 2012 Nikki Thong All Rights Reserved.

A .pdf file is attached for those who want to download and read it later. If you do, Just please remember to vote if you enjoyed my story, thanks! ~ Nikki

The last thing I remember was walking into my cheap apartment after a rowdy night with the guys. This is pretty much the same as every other night when one goes to a university in which your parents are paving the way for you. I was to graduate from university in another month or two. My grades were all top scores, which is kinda hard to not get when your two apartment mates have been various tutors in the subjects you were taking. My only escape from the horrid life dictated by my parents before I was even out of the crib was partying.

I can't believe how hard it is to say this.

"Emily."

"Call me Em Belle. I think we are past the awkward stage. Just two girlfriends with a shared past."

I can't believe...I can't believe I still can't stop saying I can't believe!

I can't believe this keeps happening to me!

I can't believe the nerve of that woman!

"I can't believe I'm doing this...again!" I sighed.

"I know I did something wrong" I muttered to myself under my breath. I can't believe...now where did that come from?

Not gonna say it. Not even gonna think about "I can't..STOP!"

Part 2

"I can't believe.... that ...you ..of..."I was so mad I was stuttering.

"Previously in Belle of the ball" I can't believe I wrote something so cliche.

"Belle can we talk?"

Do I really need to say it? What! FINE! I can't believe this keeps happening to me!

No no no no this can't be happening to me! Hey I can't believe I didn't say..... awww crap.

I ...I....I really got to think up a new thing. I can't believe I keep.. This is so not fair somehow.

I can't believe this ....

So not gonna go there again.

It's prom night and Chris is sitting at home, wishing that he could go. Then like Cinderella, his fairy godmother shows up to help him with his wish. This story was originally written in 2002.

Hi everybody! Please don't blame this one on me I swear I didn't want to write yet another possible theme but it sorta landed there last night when I went to bed and well...

I can't believe that I'm gonna do this.

Yesterday I was my usual self. I may be scrawny looking. Okay I was a wimp and everyone knew it but this is ... well.