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                                           I hear… Noise. The clashing of each instrument, In one single song, Getting louder and louder. I hear… A sweet melody, A graceful sound of each, Violin, Flute, Piano, Singing the joys of the heart, So sweet and claming. I hear… A blazing sound of passion, The Drums, Guitar and Bass, Just going with the flow, enjoying every moment, Bringing happiness to all around. I hear… A sad song, one to bring you, To tears, The rhythm of the Sax, long chords of the Bass, the tapping of the Drums and the distant Piano, Making everything seem so real, Reminding us of hardshi

Athos, Aramis and Porthos, The Three Musketeers and don't forget the mighty D'Artagnan. The stories of  The Three Musketeers have survived generation after generation, but there is only one true story and this story far from the ones already in our memories. The tales of not The Three Musketeers but The Six Musketeers; Athos, Aramis, Porthos, D'Artagnan, Claire and the youngest of them all Demetria, these six are the real and mighty Musketeers of their time. Each played a different role in this story. The story of disseat, friendship, bond, love, courage, true of heart, finding your place, over coming  obstacles and reachi

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP! AH! I sat right up in bed, breathing hard, telling myself that it was just a nightmare, i looked at my hand the cut was not there. BEEP, BEEP what the hell is that noise. I look over at the alarm clock it read 7:40 am. Crap! I'm going to late for school. Right about now I was thinking that the nightmare was just a nightmare and that I'm going to be late for the first day of school. Little did I know that my world would turn upside down, not for real of course. Well you see today I'm just Landon Price a normal 14 year old (I think I'm normal) that's going to be late. Come on people first impression. I ran down stairs actual

Damn it. Where am I? I can't breath. Why am I running? I want to stop, but my legs won't let me. It's dark and cold. CRACK. What was that? It sounded like a twig snapping. Who's there. I see a dark figure out lined in yellow coming out of the darkness. I can't scream. Someone help me. Its getting closer. Someone please help. I tripped. I'm on the ground slowly backing away. It's coming closer. Someone HELP! I'm scared. HELP! Why is this happening to me? Damn it I cut my hand. I look at my hand, blood is running down it. I look up the figure is gone I feel a moment of relief. Next thing I know a icy cold hand was over my mouth. I struggle but