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 The Hogwarts express had arrived per schedule, and was immediately flooded with the hustle and bustle of students; both old and new boarding. In the background stood their parents; each pair with a different facial expression. Some had a look of pride, some cried and sobbed with joy and sorrow. Some even looked happy to be rid of their children. But none the less, every child felt that they were heading towards their real home...Hogwarts. "Now remember Isis; if anyone tries to touch you  then just call us and we'll kick his heart out." The young man who spoke was sixth year Ravenclaw student, Logan Williams. Logan's black hair was cut shor

I'm the first to admit I'm feeling a little lost Caught in this pseudo-celebrity lifestyle Like is this what y'all want? My life watched like it's on TV Every movement, every action I wish this life just never happened I'm just too fucking busy Or is it too busy fucking That's where my trust issues came from and I'm just so sorry Sorry because now I'm passing them to you This life is damaging; it consumes you That's why I'm always driving at least 80 on the highway, I'm so fucking reckless yet I'm just wondering would anybody miss me if I was gone. I think people would be happier - I already feel like I don't belong Nothing worthwhile I've

I'm in love with you, You help me reach New heights and I'm bringing you along with me, Because I'm completely in love with you, I hope you see what you mean to me, I'm nothing without you here with me I've finally found someone who loves me, Loves me for who I am I searched for this for so long, I had grown weary of the females in this land, That's why I'm so proud, Proud that you're with me The way that we found each other must be destiny Because I'm in love with you, You help me reach New heights and I'm bringing you along with me, Because I'm completely in love with you, I hope you see what you mean to me, I'm nothing without you her

 It was six o' clock; time for the daily news. Like any city, half of the population in Philadelphia was fixated upon the television as if it were the overlord of the world. A middle aged woman with dirty blonde hair. Her face was slightly warped with age but she looked as eloquent as a queen in her crimson businesswoman suit. "Today on the six o' clock news, tragedy has struck our fair city. Twenty year old Rashad Simmons..." To the right of the woman, a photograph flickered into view. The photograph was of a young man with a milk chocolate complexion. He was a relatively attracted man judging from the picture; small, brown eyes with a beaut

"C'mon Katara, we're going to be late!" Aang stood, overlooking the edge of the Western Air Temple. His torso was covered by red and yellow cloth worn in a toga-esque form; leaving the majority of the right side of his chest and the entirety of his right arm uncovered. His pants were dark gray, and his feet were covered by light brown boots that extended just under his knee. To complete his air nomad outfit, Aang had a crimson piece of cloth tied around his waist like a belt. It had been an entire year since the gang had all been together; an entire year since Aang had defeated Ozai. Since then, the group had been scattered and reduced to twi

Welcome, to my dedication, to my letter of admiration to you, the most beautiful girl I know When you were born, or should I say when you were created by our creator, He shaped you into a work of art even more beautiful than ever before And although you already have a name, as we all do when we are born, it doesn't do you justice In fact there isn't quite a word that matches the beauty and grace that you hold, the infatuation that I've fallen into, along with the way you stare at me when you catch me staring All of these things have caused me to label you as my greatest acquired work of art, My Mona Lisa if you will And I'm just t