...”Tell me you love me” I demanded.
It looked at me, cocked it’s head to one side, and shook it’s head.
“I order you to love me!” I shouted.
It looked at me, a slight smile playing on its tin lips.
I sighed, scuffed my shoes on the legs of the hard chair I was sitting on. I had created it...
But what are you guys writing in your log books?
I've written down ideas for actions, written about the author of the book (i adapted my monologue from a random novel), written about costume ideas, written about my actual character and what she's feeling...but i'm not even halfway through my...
Okay, so at the beginning of the year, my teacher told our class that this site was like going to a drug dealer- you become addicted, and keep going back for more and more, and getting something out of it, and they never run out of stuff.
But i dont get it...we aren't paying any money at...