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NEW SCANNER!!

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I finally has a new scanner/printer/copier!!!! Haven't used it yet but.....YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Three years of no scanner has been TORTURE!
So yeah.......I MAY be uploading stuffs like crazy...dunno...depends on what I'm proud enough to upload XD
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well, i write a lot of stories for my characters and this is one i just started for my character gen(i have many versions of gen :akatsuki gen, vamp gen, wolf gen, etc) this is about the normal gen...somewhat normal anyway, this is a brief description of her, in the form i know best

name - gen
age - 16(sophmore)
gender - female
hair color - light greyish black with natural grey highlights
hair style - straight, down to waist, straight bangs
eye color - deep purple with a hint of red in them
outfit - usually a black zip up hoddie, with either dark blue jeans or black jeans, black deck shoes, a happy bunny shirt, and her over the shoulder back-pack with doodles all over it
ability - can bring her drawings to life, can talk to them through thought, the longer they're out the weaker she grows and eventually dies
other - lives on her own for reasons that will be expalined

AND SO IT BEGINS
"brother? brother! no! no i'm so sorry brother! i didn't know this would happen!" "you. you little monster, what did you do to our son?" "i-i'm sorry i didn't mean to-" "quiet! you think we care for your excuses?! you are no child of mine! you're not even a child! you horrible evil little monster! you'll never live in our house again!"I woke up. I put my face in my hands and cried until my alarm clock went off. i shut it off and got ready for school. i turned my music on and sang to it as i got dressed and brushed my teeth and hair. i popped a pop-tart in the toaster and did my few dishes. and stuck my notebook in my bag. i grabbed my pop-tart, stuck it in my mouth and ran out the door. i nearly tripped over my self like ten times. hello, my name is Gen. i have been living the past few, okay six, years on my own, and my parents just stopped recently sending me money to live off of, so now after school i have to go to work, woohoo. i don't mind though.to be continued...i'm not really your normal everyday girl, not just because i live on my own. No, this caused all my problems, my parents hating me, living alone, being a killer, everything. I had this ability, a curse i believed it to be. If i were to say any of my drawings name's aloud and picture them in my mind, they came to life. but the longer they were out, the harder it is to put them back, and if i didn't summon them back eventually i'de die. sadly, i wish i did die, after what i did. why was i so stupid then? he told me it was a bad idea, but i didn't listen, i never listened, and now look where i am.to be continued...i'm living on my own. my parents disown me and think i'm a monster. anyway, life couldn't be better. well, as i ran down the streets i wasn't watching where i was going so as i was approaching my school i bumped into my favorite tree, "owie, okay, tree not fun to hit" i said rubbing my forehead and remembered that i to turn in a comic for the newspaper today and i hadn't even started. luckily i was a quick drawer. i pulled out my pencil and my notebook and made a little story for two of my characters. i finished in a flash and went to turn it in, just in time too. so before class started i decided to sit under my tree and just kinda relax. but my mind kept going back to that same dream, "I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" i yelled, i saw everyone staring at the girl who just yelled something totally random, "i really should stop talking to myself" I sighed, "ah, well" "hey, you're gen right?" an annoying voice said. it was trina, she was like the ruler of the school.i looked at her, and she almost burned my eyes. all she was wearing was the brightest shade of pink i had ever seen. i wondered why i hadn't seen her before. i really have to be more observent. "yeah, why do you ask?" i replied, not really meaning to sound so cold, i was just used to it. Trina smiled. i didn't like that kind of smile though, it didn't look safe. "why are you always alone? you look lonely. don't you ahve any friends?" she asked, there was a hint of evil in her voice. "is it against the law to like being alone?" i asked coldly. trina could see she couldn't get to me. countless before her and failed. she walked away silently. i secretly smirked as i watched her leave. i shook my and laughed to myself, "they're all the same"for the rest of the day i wasn't bothered. in fact, it seemed fairly normal. well, it was. when i was walking home after school i saw some guys beating on a kid for some reason i didn't know. i walked up to them, gulped silently and tapped one of them on the shoulder, trying to look as innocent and sweet as possible, "um, hello, may i ask why you're beating up that kid?" i asked in the sweetest tone i could muster. the guy looked at me. he was kinda big, well compared to me was, other wise he was normal sized. he had orange-red hair that probably had never met a comb, i was half tempted to look through the hair and see if i could find any gold in there, that's how messy it was, and his eyes were green i think. he looked at me like i was just butting in someone else's business, well, i was. "what do you want, little girl?" he asked, a smug smirk on his face. 'LITTLE? LITTLE! IF THERE'S ONE THING YOU NEVER DO IS CALL ME LITTLE! I AM PRETTY TALL FOR MY AGE SO DON'T CALL ME LITTLE, YOU COMBLESS JACK A**!!!!!!!' luckily i didn't say that other wise i may not have lived, instead i gritted my teeth and smiled, "well, i don't think it's a fair fight, all you men against that one kid" i smiled, i looked and saw there were four men, all of them had brown hair except for the red head. they had all stopped and were watching to wait and see what would happen. red head must have been in charge then, that was good. "at least give the kid a chance and let fight with him" i said. the red head guy laughed, his laugh almost made me jumped at him right there, "and who would do that, girl?" he asked, still smirking. i let there be a small pause before i answered, "me" i smirked. the men stared at me for a few seconds then they all burst out laughing like i had told them a joke or soemthing. then red head looked me in the eye and saw i was serious, "fine, it's your funeral, little girl" he smirked. i narrowed my eyes and growled a little. i couldn't hold it back, "DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME LITTLE! YOU FIRE HAIRED, NEVER SEEN A COMB, KID BULLYING, JERK!!!!!!" i yelled as i leapt on him. i punched and clawed at him as the other guys tried to pull me off him. they couldn't pry me off. one got my arm, i went for his hand but another guy got my otheer arm. the third guy went and helped up mr.red head. he put his face about tthree inches away from mine. i could smell his sour breathe, oh, how i wanted to just gag right there. he glared at me and said, "this shorty has got a bit of a temper, and she back it up too" he laughed in my face, and stood up straight. that's when i noticed that he toweredover me, great compared to him i was short. he thought for a moment, "eh, let the shorty go, we have to find that coward anyway' he said. i looked and saw that the kid they had been beating on was gone. "what do you wnat withnthis kid anyway? besides it seems pretty sad for a grown man to need the help of three other guys to beat up a kid" i laughed, "in fact it seems pretty cowardus to me, more cowardus then running from a fight". that got red head angry, "maybe we should just take care of this little brat now, it'll teach her to stay of out of other people's business" he growled. i just stared at him. he blinked and looked a little shocked, he must of thought he'd scared me or soemthing i guess. suddenly i got a nice surpise. the kid from ealier fell from the sky and landed right on red head. all the other guys ran to help him, setting me free. the kid jumped off and was cornered. there was a small gap where red head would be, if he wasn't under the kid. he was kinda small, had short light brown hair with natural golden highlights which was about an inche past his ears. his eyes were light blue with a hint of green around the pupils. his eyes were full of fear. he looked to me quickly and ran out of the cora of guys. he grabbed my hand and ran for it. i was beingdragged by a whimpy kid! how weird and freaky was that?!
we continued running for about five blocks. tha's when i culdn't tak it anymore. i wasn't tired or anything, i just couldn't take having a kid pull me along. i finally just stopped running all of a suddened without being slowing down. whih pulled the kid back and made him fall on his back. ialmost laughed, "hey, where exactly do you think you're talking me?" i asked with one eyebrow raised. he looked at me like a was crazy, then started to laugh. great, another person who thought i was funny. "what are you laughing at, yuou're the one who had to have a 'little girl' come and save you" i glared pulling him up hard. he came up easily, and stopped laughing, seeing i was serious, "sorry. thank you or helping me. and beides if i hadn't have jumped on him from that building, you'd probably be being beaten or something right now" he said. i knew he was right, but i wasn't gonna let him know that, and besides it was his fault anyway. "why were they beating on you anyway?" i asked. he didn't answer right away, "i's none of your business...why did you help me?" he asked. he had cuaght me off gaurd. i didn't know how to answer that, so i used what anyone would use, "i believe the term is 'common courtesy' am i right? ya know, helping someone out jus because they seem to need it. you seemed to be i some trouble so i helped you out" i wasn't sure if that was the real reason bt it would work for now. at first he didn't seem to believe me, but sighed, "oh well, anyway, my name's Amari" he said. i had to contain myself from laughign at his name. he could tell i was wanting to laugh and rolled his eyes, "what's your's" he asked, annoyed that i thoguht it was funny. i took a deep breathe, "my name is-" i laughed some, not able to hold it oin. he bit his lip, obviously agrivated now. i calmed down bfore finishing, "i'm Gen" i smiled
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