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Sunday, December 17, 2006

Sun, 17 Dec 2006 05:23:11 GMT

The Newest..?

haha.. this was for bri. love ya!!

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Tue, 28 Nov 2006 22:14:27 GMT

Some pics from my bday party.

<3333 love my babyy.

&& my new, short(er) hairrr.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Thu, 23 Nov 2006 02:59:20 GMT

yeah, so.. i just got bored and decided to go on here.. that doesnt mean im gonna be on all the time or anything. i was just bored. and i like these stories.

Homocidal Rage

“Nothing”, says Mark. He turns the tuner a fraction of a centimeter to the left, picking up the faintest sound of music. He pushes the power button and turns to Ali. “I don’t understand why she moved to Jersey, It’s the middle of no where, not even a good radio station.”

“Just enjoy the scenery, It’s beautiful!” says Amy who is laying down in the back seat, watching the trees whip by as Mark drives down the old country road.

“Yeah it is nice” Ali looks down at the map, tracing a street with her pinky finger. “It says to turn right just up ahead.”

“Your right or my right?” He says with slight sarcasm. Ali rolls her eyes at his stupid joke that made no sense.

“Just follow the map, I really don’t want to get lost” Then suddenly, Mark makes a sharp right turn, straight into a cornfield.Mowing the stalks down as he goes. Ali and Amy both scream.

“What’s wrong with you! Stop the car!” Mark slams his foot down on the brake, they all jerk forward. Amy hits her head against the back of the seat in front of her.

“What are you doing? Are you insane!”

“I’m just messing with you.” He says simply. “I would never want to hurt you, Ali.” He moves his hand on top of hers she pulls it away looking at him with weary eyes.

“I need to stretch my legs” With that, she gets out of the car, bringing Amy with her. They walk toward a clearing in the cornfield. Mark follows.

“I’m going to go look around.” Amy says as she leaves Mark and Ali alone. Mark turns to Ali and tries to kiss her. Once again she pulls away.

“I don’t get it Ali.” Mark says, sounding slightly bothered. “I’ve never been anything but nice to you, don’t I deserve a chance?”

“I know Mark you’re a sweet guy… it’s just that…”

“It’s just what?” He takes her hands and looks right into her tear filled eyes.

“It’s just that… my boyfriend back at home. I love him to death. Vinney is my soulmate, I’ve explained this to you a million and one times. Just please, can we be friends? It’s all I want. You keep saying how you just want me to be happy, He makes me happy” She turns away. She can’t look into his blue eyes any longer.

“What about me?” He steps in front of her, his anger showing in his face. He swallows to keep his voice steady. “I want to be happy too. Ali, you can make me happy”

“I’m sorry Mark, it just won’t happen.” Mark lets his voice get louder. Amy hears him and starts to walk back over.

“You have just made the biggest mistake of your life!” She turns from him once more. He bends down picking up a thick tree limb that has fallen. “If I can’t have you, neither can he.” A tear leaves his eye as she starts to turn, he swings and hits her in the back of the head, knocking her unconscious. Her body falls limply to the ground. Amy’s scream echoes through the field. Mark’s hand stretches toward the flamethrower that happens to be lying at his feet. He points it at Amy, who freezes. He shoots fire at her. She runs away screaming, engulfed in flames. Mark turns to Ali, who had only been out for a few seconds, inched her hand closer and closer to the rusted pipe sticking out from the ground. She manages to close her fingers around it. Mark leans over her, intending to force himself on her seemingly lifeless body. CLUNK! She pulled the pipe from the earth and struck Mark right above is left eyebrow. He falls to his knees in a daze. She gets up taking advantage of his brief obliviousness to what had just happened and to what was going on. Blood seeps from the newly made gash on his forehead, he wipes it with his fingers and looks at it, he shifts his eyes on Ali who was stumbling into the wooded area on the other side of the clearing. He gets up, staggers, and starts after her. The flamethrower in his right hand, dangling loosely by his side. Sweat from his tangled brown hair trickles into his cut, mixes with blood, and runs down his dirty face, dripping off of his chin into the dirt by his massive feet. He swings his head backward, slinging his hair off of his forehead and out of his face. His eyes are stern, fixed on Ali as she staggers and sways, making her way quickly, but not so steadily, around the trees and over the forest litter.

Ali comes to a riverbank. Looking down at the twenty-foot drop she tries to think desperately. She looks around for a bridge or someway to get across the river. Nothing. Not knowing what to do she turns to see where her stalker is, to her surprise he was a mere fifteen feet from where she stood. She grasps the pipe toughly, ready to swing. He edges nearer… she stays still. Nearer… she doesn’t move. She only has one chance. She had to hit him hard enough to knock him down again. She waits… three more seconds… two… almost there… CLUNK! She strikes him in his left ear. It knocks him down. He drops the flamethrower.

In the corner of her eye, Ali sees Amy. Clothes barely hanging on, her skin scorched, running toward them with something in her hand. She tries not to make Amy’s sudden existence go unnoticed by Mark. She keeps her eyes off of her.

Amy comes up and chops off Marks foot at the ankle, forcing him to fall completely over, his face landing in the dirt. Blood is squirting from where his foot should have been. Ali backs up a little as Mark moves his head from the ground to look at her. He starts to crawl toward her, Amy inches toward the flamethrower. Mark gets closer to Ali. Hand over hand, like a soldier in combat. He crawls, Ali moves backward and trips over the same kind tree root that trips everyone in these stories. She falls, he gets closer still, he reaches out for her, grabbing her by the ankle. As he starts to pull her toward him he suddenly freezes. With his foot he kicks the flamethrower toward his arms. He catches it and again shoots fire at Amy. She’s startled and falls backward, off of the bank, and into the river twenty feet below, making a sound like eggs on a hot frying pan when she hits the water. In the mean time, Ali hits Mark with the ax in the head. Something, clicks in Ali’s mind. She goes crazy, hacking Mark into little pieces. Blood splatters onto her face and her hands but she never stops hacking until he is unrecognizable. The pure fun of power and dominance is overriding her. She feels the warm blood of her friend drench her clothes. She has gone completely insane. The happenings of the afternoon made her mind slip. The witness of her best friend’s murder had a lot to do with it. Then she thought,‘I have to get rid of these bodies… if someone finds them I’ll be blamed for sure.’ So she incinerated Mark’s body with the flamethrower. She then put Amy’s body in the trunk of Mark’s car. She put a brick on the gas peddle and let it run into the bay.

She starts walking toward Kate’s house again. She blamed everything on Kate. If it weren’t for her moving, Ali wouldn’t have been in the car with Mark. She was determined to get revenge. When she got to the house... everything was locked. It was around 2:30 in the morning and the family inside the house was sleeping.Ali picked up a brick from the cinder pile out back and threw it through the window. It hit Wes (their youngest son) in the head and killed him instantly. Ali crawls through the window, goes into Wes’s closet and gets his gun. She goes room to room searching for Kate, killing every other family member she comes across. Finally there is only one more room in the hallway. She walks toward it, her footsteps echo throughout the suddenly so empty house. She reaches for the doorknob and turns it. The door opens quietly. Kate miraculously still asleep is in the bed on the other side of the room. Ali walks toward it. She hits Kate gently to wake her up. Kate sits up in bed and opens her mouth to ask Ali what happened, when Ali hits her across the face with the back of the gun, turning everything black.

Kate wakes up in her closet tied up, Ali in the middle of stuffing a sock in her mouth. “waa aa eeww ewwin owie?” Ali just looks at her. Then suddenly, she rests the back of the gun against Kate’s nostrils, preventing her from breathing. She keeps it there for a few seconds, takes it away the slams it back to where it was with all of her might. Kate’s nose bled instantly, her eyes flooded. Blood was being pushed down her throat and into her lungs. She was suffocating, Ali watched for a minute then turned to walk out of the closet. She took one last look at the face of her formal friend as she slowly closed the door. Kate watched as the closet went black aside from the little bit of light leaking in from underneath the door. Slowly everything went black. Kate’s last thought of how her friend was turned into a slaughtering maniac left her as she choked one last time on the blood flowing down her throat.

Ali left the house and walked toward the nearest town... not once looking back at the house containing 6 brutally murdered family members. Not once thinking of the two friends she killed on her way to that house. Only thinking of the people in the town ahead and what awaited her. A new life. A new beginning. A new group of people to fall victim to her homicidal rage...

Psychotic Rage

No one knows exactly what happened that afternoon in the cornfield. No one really knows exactly what made her brutally slaughter her two innocent best friends that day, no one can tell you. Maybe it's because they couldn't imagine such an aweful thing... maybe it's because her friend that she trusted so much betrayed her... maybe it had been building up inside for so long and no one saw it coming. Some say the story isn't true. That she didn't chop her once friend up into little tiny pieces and go on a psychotic rage, hunting down her other friend Kate, killing her entire family, and then leaving her to die. Some say these people never existed. They are wrong.

"No turning back... no turning back... no turning back... don't you fucking turn around and look at that house, don't do it Ali. Don't... look back." The voice inside of her head kept repeating and repeating, obviously having some kind of affect on her. "This isn't me, what has happened to me? What have I done?!" She suddenly freezes... bringing her entire body to an immediate stop. "I will make this right... I will do what I have to." There were so many memories haunting her... just zipping through her mind uncontrolably. "I need them back... I need them..." I will start fresh, I will make this right. Like it was supposed to happen. No betrayl. No lies. Just a perfect afternoon with my closest friends. That's all that was supposed to happen. Where did it go wrong? Why would Mark try to set us all up? I will go into town and find new friends and a new beginnng. Friends I can really trust. And then I will relive that afternoon with them. The way it was supposed to be. Everything will be perfect... everything.

Ali walked slowly away from her haunting past and haunting memories, trying her best to forget such the big mistake she had made. Once she got to town she knew what had to be done. She would find those three people. A guy about 6'3" that was funny and trustworthy. Two girls, one 5'4", black and talkative, someone she could be herself with. And the other 5'1", athletic and elfish looking. Her true friends. The ones she loved and could trust her life with. The ones she would give her life for any day.

By the time she got to town it was almost morning. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a $20 bill, some loose change, and a panda, a gift from a friend. The smart thing to do would be to buy some new clothes in the morning (since they were all ripped up and had blood splattered all over them) and then get a job to survive. In the morning that was her plan.

The next day everything had gone as planned. The clothes were exceptable, not many things to buy with $20. The hard thing was getting a job, but she managed. A smelly old fish market on the corner. It wasn't paradise but it would do until she could stay somewhere or get a better job. Her final plan was to find those three people. It took a while. To find them, and for them to be similar to her old friends. And to remind her of Mark, Amy and Kate. She would wait, wait forever if it took that long, this had to be done. It had to because then she would feel whole again. Not like she murdered her friends, not like they betrayed her, not like she would let her mind get the best of her. Eventually she did find those people. She got to know them. Know what entertained them, know what their favorite color was, what made them mad or upset, and what they were interested in. She met Token first. She was perfect. 5'3", black, sweet, fun to be around, and she never shut up. Next she met Etak. She reminded her some what of Kate, but not exactly. She would do. One night a few weeks later Ali met Kram. His real name was Kramer, but everyone called him Kram. He was really tall, funny, and very trustworthy. His favorite food was apples and he always had his hand down his pants, one of his hobbies, according to him.

There they were, sitting with her one night at the park. They seemed so perfect. Everything was perfect. If she could have paused that moment and just sat there talking and laughing with them forever, Ali would have. However, something isn't right... something isnt perfect. What was it? She couldn't put her finger on it. Slowly and slowly she liked her new friends less and less. They were nothing like her old friends. They weren't funny and loving and someone who she could be herself around. She could not see her new friends and her aweful haunting memories were starting to come back. Eventually she realized what had to be done. They had to die.

One day when she was alone with Token she chloraformed her. Forcing the rag of chemical up to her mouth and covering her nose. It took a minute of struggling, but eventually Token passed out. Falling to the floor in a daze, soon she would be unconsious. Ali threw Token into the back of Kram's pickup truck and sped away into town, stalling out several times on the way. She had a key to the fish market where she worked, so she went there. When Ali got there she picked up Token and carried her inside fast and quietly hoping no one would notice her. When she got inside she saw the freezer infront of her where they kept all of the meat. Big enough to fit a body in. When she had gotten Token inside of the freezer she noticed the old chloraform was starting to wear off. Token would be consious soon and start fighting back. She couldn't have that. She picked Token up holding her face to her own. But instead of seeing Token she saw Amy. The haunting memories. Back again. The crazy side came out again, the one she had been locking away for so long, fearing this time it would be even worse. Ali saw Amy's eyes open and look at her. She lifted her up and hung her on one of the meat hooks. They could hold up to 150 pounds so she thought it would be ok. The hook pierced through Amy's chest and came out bloody and messy. Amy letting out the loudest scream. 'Ahhhhhh! Omg!' Amy not able to say much from the blood she was choking on in her throat, mixed with tears of pain. Blood was squirting everywhere and oozing down Amy's limp body. Ali turned toward the door and turned the freezer temperature off. The ice would melt soon and amy would freeze in there before she drowned.

Driving to Kram's house in a panick Ali was worried he would notice the stolen truck and call the police. But when she got there it was still. No sirens. No police. She parked the car and got out. Sneaking into his house she heard nothing, assuming he would be asleep this time of night. She walked passed the kitchen and saw a knife sitting on the counter. Picking up the knife Ali snuck up to Kram's room, not even worring about the sqeeky floors. Her eyes glazed and bloodshot from the sleep she had lost thinking about this moment. Opening the door she heard him breathing steadily. She flicked on the light. Kram woke up startled and sat there on his bed starring at Ali waiting for his eyes to fully adjust. After a few seconds he saw Ali right infront of him, covered in blood. 'Omg Ali! What the fuck happened to you!?' he said with an authentic concern. She flung the knife out from behind her back stabbing Kram in the lower abdomen. Kram let out a gasp of breath and managed to say, 'Why?' There was no answer to that question. But Ali did not see Kram. She saw Mark's face. In pain and agony and she felt the anger and resentment coming back to her once more. Pulling the knife out she thought of how Mark tried to rape her in the cornfield that day. She slid the knife down his body, but not cutting him. She reached into his pants grabbing ahold of his penis, pulling it out. Taking the knife to his skin she started to cut through, hearing his pathetic cry for help. She almost enjoyed seeing this, getting even. "I will teach you to try to rape me." After sawing through his flesh Ali started to saw through his arms and legs, demembering him. The blood running down the bed and everywhere. Watching him take his last gasping breath she opened the door smiling, and walked slowly down the street to Etak's house.

By the time she got there Ali was so shooken up and bloody. She couldn't get into Etak's house so she broke open the window. She still had the same bloody knife she used on Mark in her hand, grasping onto it so hard her knuckles were white. Etak was in her living room, on the computer. Ali walked down the hallway feeling weird. She saw Kate sitting on the computer chair. A look of confusion suddenly appeared upon Kate's face. "What? this isn't the Ali that you know Kate?" Ali mumbled in a violent and vicous tone. "Who the hell is Kate? And why do you have a knife in your hand Ali?" Before Kate could even comprehend what was going on Ali lunged at her grabbing her by the throat and striking her across the face. Taking the knife she slid it over Kate's shoulder seeing blood appear and watching her squirm. Ali knew her and Kate weren't as good of friends as she wanted them to be, so she had to do something to make her feel closer to Kate. Ali started beating her as hard as she could, knocking her out. Ali grabbed a rope that was hanging in Kate's closet and tied her to the computer chair, taking the wheels off first so she couldn't wheel away. Then she started to cut deep into Kate's right leg, waking her up from the torturous pain. Ali didn't even hear her scream, although she knew she was, but the sound in her ears was muffled for some reason. The tears were starting to fall down Kate's face now. Ali ripped all of the skin off of her calf muscle and cut it loose from the bone. holding the warm muscle in her hand she knew it would only be a matter of time before it would get cold. She took it to her mouth and started eating it... the visual of Ali with more than a cup of blood running down her chin and onto her clothes was disturbing enough let alone the thought of her ripping a piece of the meat off and chewing it. She had her head turned down and her eyes looking up, looking halfway posessed. This was perfect... peaceful... silent. Ali sat there on the floor watching Kate slowly bleed to death. She started to weep for what she had done... not once but twice. And she truely believed that she could not control this psychotic rage, there had to be sumthing done about it. She picked up the knife and took it to her throat, finally ending this horrible nightmare once and for all.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Wed, 05 Apr 2006 16:25:00 GMT

yeaaa so umm. hbu everyone goes and dies?
yupp. pretty sure that'd be good.
that's all.

Friday, March 17, 2006

Fri, 17 Mar 2006 22:15:58 GMT

blahhh fucking blahhhhh. ssdd.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Sat, 11 Feb 2006 03:08:22 GMT

yea so i dunno. long night tonight but i feel like updating for some weird reason. okay so me and kaitlyn went to the mall tonight. i am reli tiired from that. i didnt get much but i found the perfect push up bra for my frosh dress. so i plan on going back tomorrow morning (before the snow comes) and buying it. effing $50. and me and kaitlyn got two reli cute keychains made just for us. oh yess <33 hehe. but yea, hopefully i can buy that bra tomorrow. and i am sore from lifting and our mini practices. im reli tiired. long ass week. && i dunno. i was upset the other day about some problems. -my friends know what- but im just like fuck it now too tired. plus im reli sick of guys and all of their fuckin bullshit, and them liking to play effing games with me. pftt yea okayy. thats it. im so friggin sick of guys they are all the same. so i wanna take a break from that shiit. maybe try it out witha the girlies. but only the hott ones- a duhh. and i dont necessarily mean date a chick, or have a gf. that might be weird. but i dunno. i might try it. see how it goes. dont think it could be much worse that a guy, doubt it. newhos im exhausted! mentally, physically, emotionally. and effing STARVED! i havent had a full meal yet today. i woke up, brushed my teeth && went to torturous school, had 2 pretzels for lunch lol... then came home, relaxed, got ready, went out.. shopped... had half an auntie annes pretzel for my dinner haha.. yumm.. not so healthy though.. badd ali . but my brother just called and said hes either coming home with taco bell or wendys. yes! mmmm. foOd =
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hehe. yea alis fat. i better watch wut i eat for a little while before the frosh so my skin wont break out. i just need a new date for it. but that shouldnt be a problem so many boys to pick from, so little time . haha. or maybe i will go with one of my friends. dunno yet.. i dont feel like worrying about that shit now.. i still got like a month til it. more than that.. but newhos i am sending mark a valentines card in ze mail. but SHHHHHHHH! its a secret. it shall be a surprise lol.. i just hope it gets to him lol. gosh im hungry. me want food nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. i want slipknot now too. i wanna fuck corey taylor. but with his mask on cause i dont reli find his face too attractive. but then again his mask is a little ugly. but in a hot way u know? i dunno. im tired and effing starving. i need food immediatly. *snap fooking snap* ughhh. okays well i guess i shall go chill and then eat in like a half hour when my bro gets home, then bathe, then sleep.. wake up.. shop.. get ready for tomorrow cause im supposed to be hanging out with le josh. okays. loves loVes loves. <33 ali ; *

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Wed, 08 Feb 2006 22:02:33 GMT

My Frosh Dress.. i <33 it! leave me comments.

Monday, February 06, 2006

Mon, 06 Feb 2006 21:51:48 GMT

Friday, February 03, 2006

Fri, 03 Feb 2006 19:21:01 GMT

marias sweet 16 party..

what i wore..

maria, me and kate

(counterclockwise) maria, mr a, me, kate and vanessa

the girls dancing. hahaaa look at my awesome spongebob slippers in the background. ohh yea. dont be jealous

haha. kate looks like she was talking. and wut am i doing.? and what is emily doing!!! hahahaa.

we were all dancing in this one. but i think we just didnt like this song or sumthing. lol. awww i look so sad. and kevin and ej look like demons lol.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Tue, 24 Jan 2006 23:35:06 GMT

Psychotic Rage

by: aliii <3