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Heartbeat, all I'm focusing on is her heartbeat. I was getting slower with every minute ticking by. "Hey, sweety, don't die kay?" I was rapidly charging the machine. "CLEAR!" I jumped her, my dear Angela, again and again, but I lost her.

I was the last one to leave the room, even after the body was removed. I just stood there. My love dieing on the table, and all I could do was electrify her, but that didn't work, she is gone.

"Clark?" Emma was in the doorway with a blue bundle in her arms. "Would you like to meet your son?"

I looked agape at the little bundle. "A-" I sawllowed, "My son?" Tears were swelling in my eyes.

"Yes." She said smiling. "Your baby boy."

I took the fragile bundle fromher arms and cuddled his head. "Hello." He was sleeping soundly.

"Dose he have a name?"

I couldn't keep my eyes away from his perfect face. "Yes, he is Noah."

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"Noah!" I jumped out of bed, startled because of my name being called. "Wake up boy!" My dad's stubble and glasses poked through the door frame. "Your gonna be late again."

"Yes dad." I said making my bed. I came into the kitchen with my school uniform on. "See ya later."

"What about breakfast?" He asked.

"No time."

"Take it to go." He went back to his paper. i groaned and took some bread.

I ran to the sidewalk where Miles and Jesus {[(spanish like heh-zoos with a ` over the 'e' but i dont know that key on the keyboard!)]} "Hey guys!" I waved and flicking my shaggy black hairs out of my eyes.

"Sup girlfriend!" Miles said.

I frowned at my friend. "Dude, not cool." It was true, I had my mother's face, except more cheek bone. I was all my father (when he was young), but my mothers eyes took over my features. "You can't let that stick."

"He's just joking, relax." J`esus {[(the best I can do)]}

"I know, but it's embarrassing."
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k im tired, write more later i guess

heheheheheh J`esus

it's spanish!! xp

...strange.

hmmmness...

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"I'll let your father live if you serve me." That is what she said, and for three years I served it, lived by it, survied by it. For my father's safety, and my own, I gave up all that was Noah. I became strong, fast, intelligent, any failure would mean a beating. If you do it perfectly, you get fed, perfectly on the firt try (without getting cocky) you sleep without getting attacked.

jes.