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Open Question: what do you think of THIS!!!!?
OK I edited it from the last time I posted it, but it’s not completely finished!!! so what do you think and what should i improve?!

The sun was slowly retreating below the horizon, the last of its beams shining through the open window. I closed my eyes, the warmth on my face washing away the aggravation that I had felt from the past minutes. How much better my life would be if I were an only child. I relished the thought but knew it was something that could never come true.
“Sissy,” Whined the baby voice of my two-year-old sister. “It time to play,” Her small hand gripped my lavender blouse and began to tug and pull, her devious eye glowing with excitement. “Play time sissy! Now! You play with me now!”
I stared at her annoyed by the bossy demeanor that she had acquired at such a young age, and gave her my answer. “No,” I said, smiling at the frown that had appeared on her face. I turned my head back to the window and watched a fly buzz around through the crisp autumn air.
A throbbing pain issued on the side of my head making my gasp in pain. “What the?” I exclaimed. I looked at my lap finding the plastic corpse of a chewed up Barbie grinning up at me.
“You play dollies with me now!” Her sandaled feet began kicking furiously at the exposed skin of my legs.
“Ok, fine you win I’ll play with you, just let me go to the bathroom,” I yelled raising my hands in surrender. I got up from the windows ledge, her angry face etched into my mind making me chuckle. I left the room that my sister and me used as our “play room”, and descended the stone steps leading into the living room.
“Hello Maura,” My mother said glancing in my direction before gluing her blue eyes back to the T.V.
“Hey mom,” I called over my shoulder before exiting the pale walled living room, and out into the open air of our back yard. “Brenna can occupy herself,” I muttered to myself leaning against the tall oak that overlooked our giant manor.
“Such a boring life I live,” I sighed. My auburn hair striking my face as the cool breeze ran through it. I could hear the distant laughs of my sister, apparently occupying herself with some stupid baby toy, and closed my eyes trying to tune everything out except the rushing river waters that lined the grounds of our estate. The peace and serenity I was able to feel for the tiniest fraction of a second was quickly shattered by the unmistakable sound of something crashing.
I opened my eyes alarmed and scanned the house in front of me for any sign of danger or injured bodies. I saw nothing, until my peripheral vision caught sight of something black and billowing climbing up the vines that grew up the front of the house. I could see the tin trashcans lying on their sides, rolling back and forth from the impact that they had made with the ground.
My heartbeat quickened, terror clogging my mind. Someone is breaking into my house, I have to do something! I shook my head trying to make myself think straight, and ran towards the house. “Mom. Dad!” I screamed. “Someone’s…” But it was too late, the cloaked figure had already entered the house, using the open window of the playroom as its entrance. I single thought wailed in my mind making perspiration run down my temples. Brenna.
I crossed the grass hearing the sobbing screams of my mother pleading to take her instead. “Don’t worry honey you’re coming with me too,” said the deep voice of a man. “But I’m afraid your husband won’t be joining us,”
As I opened the double mahogany doors, an ear-splitting bang filled the air. No. I leapt up the stairs hoping that I wasn’t too late, and whatever awaited me In the next room wouldn’t be as bad as my intuition told me.
“Hh-hel-lo-o?”I stuttered, stepping into the playroom, searching for any signs of my family or the intruder. “Mom dad, are you here?” I asked my voice barely above a whisper. A mound of fabric lay in the center of the room illuminated by the sick pasty color of the moon. I cautiously walked towards it hesitating whether to leave it or find out what treasure, if any, lay beneath it. I wonder what it is. I thought, curiosity getting the better of me, as I reached out my trembling hand. I pulled the cloth off the treasure, and was overwhelmed with what I saw before me. Hidden beneath the mound of fabric was the dead body of my father.
“Dad!” I screamed, collapsing to my knees. This isn’t real. I thought shaking my head, tears flooding my face. All of this is just some horribly morbid dream that won’t be able to remember in the morning. I placed my hands on my father’s blood drenched shoulders and began to shake them violently. “Wake up dad, wake up, please I need you,” I pleaded my voice faltering, tears streaming down my face. CPR, Mouth to mouth there must be something I can do. I thought, a flame of hope igniting inside me making me believe that a miracle would happen and I would be able to save my father.
I placed my hands under his stomach and heaved upwards flipping him

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Open Question: Can I get someone’s opinion on this relationship?
Background knowledge you should know. I am 16 and my girl friend is 17. It might help to know her mom is Filipino and her dad is American. She is my first serious girlfriend and i’m her first too.

The story: I met her near the end of last summer. Didn’t get to see her till school started because she was busy at camp and stuff. Anyways we went to homecoming together and I really liked her. She also gave me a lot of signals and was flirting with me all the time. So I walked her home one day and told her I liked her a lot. And she said that she thinks of us as just friends. Which made me feel horrible. It was later revealed when we were going out that she just had a lot going on and a lot to think about and just couldn’t have a relation ship but she felt really bad for not giving me a chance. So after that day I didn’t talk to her for almost the whole year because it was weird for some reason. Then on her birthday, (school was still in session but near the end) I took her out to lunch, and something clicked again. I started to really like her again. School ended, and then we started talking more. Eventually I asked her out and she said yes. We had a lot of fun together. Every time we were together, it was perfect. Like “movie love”. I took her to the portland water front and kissed her at the end of a dock after we carved our names into a bench. I showed up at midnight and through rocks at her window and blew her a kiss goodnight. and a lot of other really romantic, fun, and sweet things. We are perfect together we love eachother a lot. Not like the “puppy love” that little kids have in middle school where they love a new girl every week. I really love her and I need her. I think about her every second of the day. And she feels the same.

Anyways, so the problem is that her mom is extremely overprotective and is very hot and cold. Her mom seems to like me a lot, says she trusts me, and told my girlfriend that it seems like i’m a gentleman… But her mom does a lot of crazy stuff that makes it really hard for us to be in a relationship. Her mom will need her home by like 8PM and then when I get her home like 5 minutes late she will be upset and disappointed. Most the time it is out of my control because of like traffic or something. Anyways my girlfriends mom yells at her a lot and says stuff like “you spoil everything” “Shut your fat lips” “I’m so dissapointed in you” quite often. To the point where my girlfriend can’t take it. Like she needs therapy. Her mom tells her she feels like she feels like she is being watched. Like I pop out everywhere or something. It seems like my girlfriend is scared of being happy because she knows it won’t last and something bad always happens. She tells me she puts on a fake smile every morning, and she cries herself to sleep everynight. And it’s been like that for a while. She has a lot of problems with her family. I have a lot with mine too and we have a lot in common.

So after only a month of going out, she tells me she can’t do it anymore. She wants to be everything for me, and she says a girlfriend should be able to see her boyfriend anytime, stay out late to stare at stars and what not, and all this other stuff. And she says she can’t do any of it because of her stubborn mom. and her mom will never change. so this relationship will never work. Not because of me or her, but her mom. So she said she wanted to be on a break.

I wrote her a couple letters and made her a cd and told her to get them where i hid them outside of her house. I didn’t want to give them in person because she said if she saw me she’d want to be with me and just like breakdown. In the letters I say how much I love her, and she should give this relationship a chance, and give herself a chance. And how she needs to be strong, and love isn’t easy. (because she says love should be easy, and perfect.) I told her how much i need her and miss her. She told me she cried a lot but she said as much as she wants this to work it can’t.

So finally my question is what should I do? I havent talked to her in a week through any communication. She wrote one more blog that said she needs time and space. and that she was going to stop myspacing, blogging, turn of her phone, aim, and everything. She said she needed to sort out her priorities and think. So I gave her time. But how long should I give her before I try to talk to her? Every part of me wants to go to her work and see her, or go to her house, throw rocks at her window, and hold up a sign that says I miss you. But I don’t want to mess things up more. and What should I do about the mom? Should I go and apologize to the mom and tell her to give me and her daughter a chance? Should I just end it? Because I hate the “in-between feeling” of not having her but maybe having her later… I can’t take missing her everyday. I think about her all the time. All i know it i need her. What should I do and what do you think?
btw she is really unique, like no other thinks the way she does. She is very kind and sweet. She is the only girl that I want to be with. Every girl, to me isn’t good enough because it’s not Her. And she told me that no one would ever make her feel the same way I do and I’m the only guy for her…

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Open Question: Is drowning torture even if it is just a ground hog?
So there is this ground hog that has live around my house for years and my mom has always been saying that she is going to shoot it but never does it.. but she got annoyed when it went under our front steps and walked on them.. Someone at work gave her a cage to catch the ground hog in so she put the can in front of the steps and but some lettuce in the cage and put the next day.. surely enough the ground hog was caught in the cage. She did not know what to do with it. Someone at work (the person that gave her the cage) told her to put the cage under water with the ground in it. I said that would be torture and I said we should bring it somewhere and let it out but she said she didn’t want to waist gas and there are a lot of hunters in my neighborhood so she called my best friends dad up and he took the ground hog.. About 1 hour ago we stopped by their house and my brother and my best friends dad took the ground hog in the cage to the lake and I had no idea they did that because I was playing nija with my friends. Then they said it was killed and I didn’t think to ask till we got home and I was told the ground hog was drowned,, Is that considered torture even for and living thing?? I am not an animal lover r anything I just think its wrong.,

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