TheyCantBrake-YOU

​I couldn't move, my legs were paralised and I wad left sitting on the ground with my knees to my chest. Sweat was pouring down my forehead and my palms were getting sweaty. Blade sat infront of me, motionless, as if struck dead. Her jet black hair waving out behind her in the small cold breeze coming out of the window. Blade,Nathan, Ragina,Kirella,Psyco,Ninja and  I I was sitting in a circle with my new friends Frosty,Silver and Rouge infront of us. Frosty was clutching her jet black and slightly tattered notebook with a wicked grin on her face... ​ ​"Come on Frosty! Not even scary!" ​"Ninjaa!" the group groaned as

​As I walked off the train I shivered in the cold winters night. I straightened my posture not wanting to come across  weak, after all, I was ripped from my parents, chased by a barrel, ran to a trainstation and my only clue is a letter marked 'from S', the last thing I want is to be seen as a weakling! In my time on the train I had gotten to know the others. Kirella, she loved looking at a situation and thinking up stratagies. Seiko (a.k.a. psyco) loves hacking and almost got expelled from a school, yea, you get the nickname. Lisa, she is a year younger than us but a year smarter than us. Sophie (a.k.a. ninja) can creep into a room ful

Hi, my name is Clia. One day after a long PewDiePie marathon I was heading home with my bros. "Ok night bros! Brofist!" I unlocked the door and snuck inside, expecting all hell to break loose on me. I was late again and it was already 10. Strangely they weren't waiting for me. Pinned on the living room door was a note: Clia, I know you're late again but it's ok! You had no chores anyway! But as a punishment you have to go to your step sisters party! Love, mom and dad. I groaned. I hate my step sister! She is so picky and fussy and just plain evil! like a barrel! I laughed at my Pewdie jokes, which were pretty much the only jokes I had,

The dark room is lit by only two candles and my eyesight is starting to blur. The only things I can see is gold and green to my left, and pink, silver and grey to my left, and the girl. The girl who could ruin or save the world with one word. Tonight, although I'm exhausted, I will not sleep, I will only remember. Remember when I met my friends until this point. Because If  my life will end I want to relive it in a way... "GET UP YOU'LL BE LATE!"  I groaned as I got up. What was the point? I was bullied in my old school what if they did it again? What would I do to bear it this time? I can't- no don't think of the past. Look to the future.

​Long ago. A mistake was made. And cursed a girl that was enslaved. ​ ​"MOTHER DON'T LET THEM DON'T LE-" ​ ​The girl was chained and put to work. ​ ​"HURRY UP! THE FLOORS WON'T SCRUB THEMSELVES!" ​ ​Untill the day it happened. ​ ​"She's gone so pale! It's like the blood drained from her body" ​ ​The curse started. ​ ​"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! STOP! STOP! DON'T HURT ME! ​ ​And six unlucky bystanders got the job of killing her. ​ ​"Yes, you six! CHAIN HER UP!" ​ ​And an unexpected event happened. ​ &

​Pewdie's POV~ ​If I could unsee what I saw. I would. I felt a wave of cold come over me as I walked towards the small baby blue shed at the side of a fence... it was electric by the looks of it. It was at the edge of the woods and near the dark woods... Slender woods...The door looked like a nope door and I couldn't help chanting 'NooooOoooOoooOoOOoOOoOOpe. Nope. Nope' like a mad man, I must have sounded demented because Maria looked at me strangely. ​"Sorry," I mumbled. ​"Haha. It's ok. It does look like a nope door..." she frowned and tugged at the hair covering her face. ​"I've never seen you with your h

Jennifer's POV~ S-she wasn't like that before. Not violent. Not self confident of in any way MEAN. Well she still isn't mean, but, she- she feels hatred towards anything Swedish now. It's like all of the happiness and love was gone. Her eyes, they aren't laughing anymore. Her mouth, almost never smiles. I'm getting scared on what might become of her if she doesn't kill that Swede. She moans about the lack of combat in our curriculum. The army thinks we're weak just because we're girls so we just do survival skills. She doesn't know that I know. We're told to never, NEVER leave camp. She disobeyed the orders for revenge. Every night she sne

I sat on my bunk, silent for another day. I listened to the radio that was muffled behind my five friends. ' Japan is now bombing France. The first news of  this came at 0800 yesterday....' "Wow! I never expected Japan to go againsed France!" said Stacy. She was still carefree, just like before the war. I begged her to take things seriously but she just laughed and said 'The war can't go on forever!' . "Stacy, they're bombing France because they're with the Philippines!" That was Mollie. She was slightly more serious but still not serious enough for the war. None of my friends were. The other three around the radio were listening intently.

Haha how's it going bros? Here's my next chapter! Brofist! Garry's POV~ I was so grateful to have my old blue rose back. I missed it so much! There was just one thing that was bothering me. I walked over to Marzia who was cuddling Pewds. 'Marzia! We should go look for a tree for Christmas!' I said this with a look that said 'I NEED TO TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW!' she understood and said goodbye to Pewdie. Once we were outside she stopped me. 'That's not what you wanted me for is it?' come on! Tell me!' 'okay then. I was just wondering about Pewdie's yellow rose. It looks a lot like Mary's, doesn't it?' she turned away to the woods. 'we shou