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Masquerading In this picture of a girl. Sitting serenly and stationed to smile, Saying cheese and thinking of life. Another moment to wait, Needing to freeze until the shutter clicks. Drowning in the frozen wall behind me, Really needing to let myself be free. Everlasting moment of falsity; A true lie the scheme of life. Laughter turns to tears, Yet on and on lies consume me. Not able to surface Not able to breathe. Everybody sees what they want through clouded visions. Masks for everyone. A different depth to life on every outside of you. Click! Freedom comes and I\'m able to move, A smaller smile drips into place. Racing

Chapter 1 _____________________________________________________ "Sing for me..." Akito murmured through the small opening. Inside the darkened room was a small futon without coverings, an empty hearth and a lone figure dressed in rags. Silver eyes peered through golden hair tangles at the Sohma family head. "Iie." came a soft reply from a voice one would swear was made of tinkling bells. Akito's features contorted with rage and he yanked furiously on the cold metal bars separating him from the figure in the room. "You'll sing for me or you'll die!" he screamed. Running footsteps alerted him to the approach of Hattori. He smirked dev

The Perfect Package Monologue By: Andrea MacFarlane It's difficult to come to terms with facts you wish were never revealed to you. I can remember when I was younger and my parents told me they'd tell me what I needed to know when I was older. It's an ironic twist of fate that when I finally reach an age of being able to know and I wish they'd keep things to themselves and tell me nothing. Margaret used to tell me that I was a man who wanted everything to fit nicely in a clean package. She told me that no man could have the perfect life forever; something was bound to fall out of the box the fuller it became with time. I finally get the k