Sweet

Sweet dreams are made of this,

Who am I to disagree?

Travel the world and the seven seas,

Everybody's looking for something,

Some of them want to use you,

Some of them want to get used by you,

Some of them want to abuse you,

Some of them want to be abused. Sweet Dreams (Cover) By Emily Browning

The Dawn of Hope- Chapter 1- Familiar Evils

I sat cross-legged on my bed, staring right into the silver-blue night. My hands are shaking. My breathing is heavy. My eyes flickered all around my sparse room and glanced at the timbered floor, my baby blue walls and the severed cupboards. Oh gosh, why did we have to move. I ask myself, and suddenly tears well up in my eyes. I used to be happy, you see. But because of that horrible, horrible thing that happened to me a few years ago, I was never the same again.

It all started when I was about 16, and I was meant to take my little sister, Elizabeth to the shop to get some groceries for my mom and dad, when I saw them. There were two excessively tall men, who seemed to silhouette against the nocturnal sky. The only difference about them was that they were different skin tones- one was white, and one was black. Their expressions were dull, their mouths drooping like a broken lily. Their clothes didn’t match their face and expressions at all, instead of a dull outfit, they were wearing oddly colourful suits. But a second later, their dull expression turned into a smile

.

“Well, hello,” the dark man said, “I’m afraid we’re a little lost, do you think you can help us?”

I take a deep breath, still holding Elizabeth behind me. “N-no, we’re not allowed to talk to strangers,”

I said coldly, taking Elizabeth’s hand and walking off.

“That’s where you’re wrong, BabyDoll.” I froze. That wasn’t my name, and it never will be!

I turned around, giving them a death glare. “That’s not my name. It never will be.” I was fuming. How dare these men come to us, ask us for help and call me a name that isn’t mine?

The light man took a step forward, and we took a step back. Then they both took a step forward, and we took two steps back. They looked at each other, exchanged smirks and a nod and looked at me. “Where you going, sweetheart?” One of the men said in a velvety voice

I say nothing. I close my eyes for a moment, to stand my ground, and look back at both the men. “I said, where you going?” He says this in more threatening tone.

My blood boiled in rage, and anger couldn’t cover all that I felt. I couldn’t control myself. My cheeks flushed and my eyes sparkled with such exasperation, that I completely forgot where I was, and used my knee to kick one of them right into the trousers.

The man gasped, and fell to his knees in pain, writhing in agony. Suddenly, he locked eyes on me, gave a snarl and stood up. I knew what this meant. We need to get away. Now.

“Elizabeth, run!” I hastily took Elizabeth’s hand and we both sprinted off into the night.

Behind us, I heard the men growl and start to run after us. “Kill that girl.” A stern voice called out from the distance, an unfamiliar one. “But leave the little one, she’s futile.”

That pushed me to go further, further into the dark and run with all my might. I will not leave my sister behind. We barely managed to weave our way out of buildings and find our way out of the hairy bracken. “Come on, Elizabeth!” I shouted, and turned to stop and pick up my little sister, who had fallen behind me. “Come here, baby.” I said, hastily picking her up and holding her hand tightly.

I looked behind me to see two angry men, their faces full of ferocity.

“You’re dead.”He pulls out his M1911 pistol and fires it at me. There was a click. But no boom. He gave a confused look, his eyes bewildered as he scrambled for another magazine.

“I thought I reloaded this,” he said, frustrated as he glared at the gun, to see if the safety was off and the magazine round was chambered in properly.

I saw this as our opportunity. I took Elizabeth’s hand and threw her onto the other side of the street, walking distance to our house. I looked at Elizabeth, who had a confused look on her face, but then her face crumpled up with tears as she understood. I sacrificed myself for her. Go home, I mouthed, and she nodded and ran off into the night…

A few tears ran down my cheeks as I watched her run into the misty night for a few seconds, but then I managed to hold myself together and look at the men. One of the men, who I kicked earlier, growls and raises his fist. I close my eyes, waiting for that fatal blow.”For Elizabeth.” I said under my breath. There was a blow. And I was enveloped in darkness.

The Dawn Of Hope

Chapter 1- Unfamiliar Evils

Sweet dreams are made of this,

Who am I to disagree?

Travel the world and the seven seas,

Everybody's looking for something,

Some of them want to use you,

Some of them want to get used by you,

Some of them want to abuse you,

Some of them want to be abused.

Sweet Dreams (Cover) By Emily Browning

The Dawn of Hope- Chapter 1- Familiar Evils, Sucker Punch fanfiction

I sat cross-legged on my bed, staring right into the silver-blue night. My hands are shaking. My breathing is heavy. My eyes flickered all around my sparse room and glanced at the timbered floor, my baby blue walls and the severed cupboards. Oh gosh, why did we have to move. I ask myself, and suddenly tears well up in my eyes. I used to be happy, you see. But because of that horrible, horrible thing that happened to me a few years ago, I was never the same again.

It all started when I was about 16, and I was meant to take my little sister, Elizabeth to the shop to get some groceries for my mom and dad, when I saw them. There were two excessively tall men, who seemed to silhouette against the nocturnal sky. The only difference about them was that they were different skin tones- one was white, and one was black. Their expressions were dull, their mouths drooping like a broken lily. Their clothes didn’t match their face and expressions at all, instead of a dull outfit, they were wearing oddly colourful suits. But a second later, their dull expression turned into a smile.

“Well, hello,” the dark man said, “I’m afraid we’re a little lost, do you think you can help us?”

I take a deep breath, still holding Elizabeth behind me. “N-no, we’re not allowed to talk to strangers,” I said coldly, taking Elizabeth’s hand and walking off.

“That’s where you’re wrong, BabyDoll.” I froze. That wasn’t my name, and it never will be!

I turned around, giving them a death glare. “That’s not my name. It never will be.” I was fuming. How dare these men come to us, ask us for help and call me a name that isn’t mine?

The light man took a step forward, and we took a step back. Then they both took a step forward, and we took two steps back. They looked at each other, exchanged smirks and a nod and looked at me. “Where you going, sweetheart?” One of the men said in a velvety voice

I say nothing. I close my eyes for a moment, to stand my ground, and look back at both the men. “I said, where you going?”

My blood boiled in rage, and anger couldn’t cover all that I felt. I couldn’t control myself. My cheeks flushed and my eyes sparkled with such exasperation, that I completely forgot where I was, and used my knee to kick one of them right into the trousers.

The man gasped, and fell to his knees in pain, writhing in agony. Suddenly, he locked eyes on me, gave a snarl and stood up. I knew what this meant. We need to get away. Now.

“Elizabeth, run!” I shouted.

Please read, and state if you like it/dont like and give me a reason, give my story a scale of 1-10 and please tell me if you'd keep on reading. PS. I'm 15.

I stand there, like a statue, while Mrs Phillips, the tailor, reluctantly works on me. I shut my eyes tightly in pain as she ties my sailor shirt tightly around my body and puts on my skirt and ties it firmly. While I am being prodded around while getting dressed, I zone out and start to think about my family. The family I left behind. The family I lost. The family I was torn away from by the sharp, vicious claws of that monster Blue Jones. The only people who actually loved me. A few tears stream down my cheeks, wiping away the make-up.

Mrs Phillips frowns, and sighs and applies on two layers of make-up on me again to make sure no one knows I was crying. “I want no more of this,” she says bitterly, “If Blue sees you, I’m in trouble and we don’t want that High Roller getting concerned and asking questions, because if he asks question, Blue asks questions, and someone will get hurt.” She grabs my chin and applies foundation to it. “I’m done with you.” She scowls under her breath and walks off in a huff.

I eye her from the back on the way out, and then sigh, and get back to the mirror. Here I am, wearing a glittery white short sailor shirt with a very short glittery blue skirt that comes on my waist with lines on the bottom, with knee high shocks and glittery black high heels. I brush my hair and tie it into two equal pigtails and spray it for an extra bounce. Suddenly, I hear a bell. “Show-time, girls!” Madam Gorski shouts from the stage.

I get hugs of encouragement by almost all of the girls, saying things like “Good luck, baby”, “You can do this”, “I believe in you” before they go to the stage but I am still nervous- where was Sweetpea? Just before the girls are about to leave, I lightly tap Rocket’s shoulder to ask her a question, “Where’s Sweetpea?” She bites her lip anxiously. “I’m not meant to tell you this, but, Blue’s got her.” My eyes open up in shock. “What? I thought that Blaine was protecting her!” Rocket nods sympathetically. “Blue threatened both of them, that if they put up a struggle, he would put a gun to both of their heads.” I shake my head in disbelief and then turn back to my senses after a bit. “Okay. Okay, I’ll perform and distract them. Blaine still has the plan, to call the cops in Blue’s office while he watches me dance. Alright?” I whisper so no one can hear our little conversation. “Alright. Good luck, Baby.” I nod and walk over to the back of the stage.

There I see Sweetpea in Blue’s strong grasp, his claws slowly grabbing her hair to keep her still. I could hear her writhing, her whimpers of fear. I step forward, not very sure of what I was going to do next, but he brings out his gun and holds it to her head. “You move, she dies. Now go to the stage.” I walk away, giving Sweetpea an apologetic look and she struggles to smile at me. I must hold my tears in. Now I face the curtain, waiting to face the music- literally.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Vermont’s finest club!” Tonight we have our best dancer, the charm of the family, the baby. “You will love it, just sit back and enjoy!” I hear the clack-clack-clack of heels going away from the stage. I know it’s time. I look down at the floor and I feel the brush of air as the curtain quickly parts. The light flashes sharply and brightly on me but it doesn’t faze me. A few whistles and cheers fill the room. I start to sway to the side while the song Tomorrow Never Knows pipes up. I look at the ground, my eyes on fire, and slowly look up, eyeing the High Roller. He gives me a mesmerized look as I sway from side to side, a faint smile on his face. I give him a final look, and close my eyes, the scenery mixing together...

Please, just read and tell me what you think about my story

I stand there, like a statue, while Mrs Phillips, the tailor, reluctantly works on me. I shut my eyes tightly in pain as she ties my sailor shirt tightly around my body and puts on my skirt and ties it firmly. While I am being prodded around while getting dressed, I zone out and start to think about my family. The family I left behind. The family I lost. The family I was torn away from by the sharp, vicious claws of that monster Blue Jones. The only people who actually loved me. A few tears stream down my cheeks, wiping away the make-up.

Mrs Phillips frowns, and sighs and applies on two layers of make-up on me again to make sure no one knows I was crying. “I want no more of this,” she says bitterly, “If Blue sees you, I’m in trouble and we don’t want that High Roller getting concerned and asking questions, because if he asks question, Blue asks questions, and someone will get hurt.” She grabs my chin and applies foundation to it. “I’m done with you.” She scowls under her breath and walks off in a huff.

I eye her from the back on the way out, and then sigh, and get back to the mirror. Here I am, wearing a glittery white short sailor shirt with a very short glittery blue skirt that comes on my waist with lines on the bottom, with knee high shocks and glittery black high heels. I brush my hair and tie it into two equal pigtails and spray it for an extra bounce. Suddenly, I hear a bell. “Show-time, girls!” Madam Gorski shouts from the stage.

I get hugs of encouragement by almost all of the girls, saying things like “Good luck, baby”, “You can do this”, “I believe in you” before they go to the stage but I am still nervous- where was Sweetpea? Just before the girls are about to leave, I lightly tap Rocket’s shoulder to ask her a question, “Where’s Sweetpea?” She bites her lip anxiously. “I’m not meant to tell you this, but, Blue’s got her.”

My eyes open up in shock. “What? I thought that Blaine was protecting her!” Rocket nods sympathetically. “Blue threatened both of them, that if they put up a struggle, he would put a gun to both of their heads.” I shake my head in disbelief and then turn back to my senses after a bit. “Okay. Okay, I’ll perform and distract them. Blaine still has the plan, to call the cops in Blue’s office while he watches me dance. Alright?” I whisper so no one can hear our little conversation. “Alright. Good luck, Baby.” I nod and walk over to the back of the stage.

There I see Sweetpea in Blue’s strong grasp, his claws slowly grabbing her hair to keep her still. I could hear her writhing, her whimpers of fear. I step forward, not very sure of what I was going to do next, but he brings out his gun and holds it to her head. “You move, she dies. Now go to the stage.” I walk away, giving Sweetpea an apologetic look and she struggles to smile at me. I must hold my tears in. Now I face the curtain, waiting to face the music- literally.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Vermont’s finest club!” Tonight we have our best dancer, the charm of the family, the baby. “You will love it, just sit back and enjoy!” I hear the clack-clack-clack of heels going away from the stage. I know it’s time. I look down at the floor and I feel the brush of air as the curtain quickly parts. The light flashes sharply and brightly on me but it doesn’t faze me. A few whistles and cheers fill the room. I start to sway to the side while the song Tomorrow Never Knows pipes up. I look at the ground, my eyes on fire…

Thanks for reading. Now please try and answer these questions:

How would you rate the story 1-10, 1 being poor and 10 being excellent.

How could I improve?

Thanks,

Gloria

Ps. I'm 15

So I want to make mac and cheese and I want to put some soft cheese in my mac and cheese but I'm worried that it won't taste nice? Here's the link for the cheese I plan to buy: http://www.tesco.com/groceries/Product/D%E2%80%A6

And also, what cheeses would you suggest I get (please don't say US brands because I don't live in the US but the UK)

How much grams of cheese would you suggest for a big amount of mac and cheese (will fill a casserole dish) for example, 200, 300, etc.

And how do I do my roux to make sure it is enough to make my mac and cheese really rich and creamy?

Sorry for everything but the last time I did it it was a bit too thick, so thank you and please answer!

So I want to make mac and cheese and I want to put some soft cheese in my mac and cheese but I'm worried that it won't taste nice? Here's the link for the cheese I plan to buy: http://www.tesco.com/groceries/Product/Details/?id...

And also, what cheeses would you suggest I get (please don't say US brands because I don't live in the US but the UK)

How much grams of cheese would you suggest for a big amount of mac and cheese (will fill a casserole dish) for example, 200, 300, etc.

And how do I do my roux to make sure it is enough to make my mac and cheese really rich and creamy?

Sorry for everything but the last time I did it it was a bit too thick, so thank you and please answer!

So I have a Compaq computer, and I have Origin, and I want to play Sims 3 on it, so will this one work?

http://www.currys.co.uk/gbuk/computing/laptops/lap...

And the Sims 3 requirements is this:

The System Requirements for The Sims 3 are;

Windows Vista (Service Pack 1)

2.4 GHz (with core Pentium 4 processor)

1.5 GB RAM

At least 6.5 GB of hard drive space with at least 1 GB additional space for custom content

128 MB Video Card with support for Pixel Shader 2.0

thank you

So today I had the dentist and my mum put all my stuff in my bag and when I went to school I couldn't find it. And then I was worried, but thought she probably left it in her car or bag. I came home and she wasn't there, so I just waited and then she came and I asked her where was my form and she said she didn't know and that she put it in my bag, but it wasn't there!!! I'm so nervous that I won't get another form and that I won't have any work experience, but my mom doesn't really care.

I checked my bag 5 times over, my school blazer, bag, my moms bag, and the house but it wasn't there. I'm freaking out and bawling.

I live in the UK.

Any suggestions???

Hi, I have two tests, a biology test and a physics test but I'm studying biology first because I'm doing that one first, so can you help me with the Carbon Cycle step by step that is easy to understand?

Thank you :)

Hey, our class have to re-sit our test that is 350 words in french about our school, but they changed the title and one of the questions because of some rule/regulation thing, so can you help me.

No, I haven't left it to the last minute, my teacher gave it to us today.

Ps. I am an auditory learner.

Please I need help! I need to remember 394 words in french like 3/4 paragraphs in a day and a few hours excluding sleep and eat and praying.... PLZ help me! Any techniques? Plz!

I have only learnt 30 words.

Please I need help! I need to remember 394 words in french like 3/4 paragraphs in a day and a few hours excluding sleep and eat and praying.... PLZ help me! Any techniques? Plz!

I have only learnt 30 words.

I was watching the premiere live on the comp, but then it ended when the went inside to watch the movie! Plz tell me what happened, im not allowed 2 watch it!

So, on Friday, 3 minutes before the last lesson (which was science), I asked my mentor "Miss, can I talk to you for 10 minutes?"

Then she gave me a dirty look and said "Sarah (I dont want to put my real name on here), you're just here because there's food, now go!"

And before that, she said to me "I'll have to put a mentoring session on for you because your adding on weight and your blazer is expanding and the buttons will burst soon."

And way WAY before, I had a big Aero bar (the sharing pack) and I was eating it, then the mentors took it off me because "I eat too much junk foods" and put it in their fridge and told me to come back each day for a tiny square. One day, angry and revolted, I ran into the room, opened the fridge, took the chocolate and ran away. Then a lady screamed, "That's our chocolate now!"

She snatched it off me and put it back in the fridge. "You won't be getting a tiny square today."

Very angry, I walked off.

Now, last thursday ANOTHER mentor saw me eating a pack of Walkers Prawn Cocktail normal crisps from my pack lunch and said "Sarah, you need to know that you're turning into an oompa-loompa, eating all those crisps. You used to be slim, but now you're fat."

Oh and I almost forgot! I got into isolation because of one of the mentors. I brought custard creams and they said again they're not good for you, and then tried to snatch it, but I took it, and they told the staff to take me to isolation :(.

And what really got me is that I brought choclate biscuits and one of the mentors started screaming "I WANT ONE!"

I was forced to give her one; she looked angry, then she smiled and gobbled it up.

Going back to the mentor telling me I was only there for the food (they were making a party) after I shouted at her saying "How do you know I'm there for the food? I'm not, just because I have a sweet tooth doesn't mean I'm there for the food. I'm going to report you."

Angry, she screamed. "DON'T YOU EVER, EVER TELL ME THAT AGAIN. I'M GOING TO REPORT YOU FOR REFUSING TO GO TO CLASS. GO AWAY, YOU ALWAYS TWIST THE STORY AROUND SO YOU GET TO BUNK LESSONS!"

Crying, because I knew that wasn't true, I went to science.

What should I do???????

So, on Friday, 3 minutes before the last lesson (which was science), I asked my mentor "Miss, can I talk to you for 10 minutes?"

Then she gave me a dirty look and said "Sarah (I dont want to put my real name on here), you're just here because there's food, now go!"

And before that, she said to me "I'll have to put a mentoring session on for you because your adding on weight and your blazer is expanding and the buttons will burst soon."

And way WAY before, I had a big Aero bar (the sharing pack) and I was eating it, then the mentors took it off me because "I eat too much junk foods" and put it in their fridge and told me to come back each day for a tiny square. One day, angry and revolted, I ran into the room, opened the fridge, took the chocolate and ran away. Then a lady screamed, "That's our chocolate now!"

She snatched it off me and put it back in the fridge. "You won't be getting a tiny square today."

Very angry, I walked off.

Now, last thursday ANOTHER mentor saw me eating a pack of Walkers Prawn Cocktail normal crisps from my pack lunch and said "Sarah, you need to know that you're turning into an oompa-loompa, eating all those crisps. You used to be slim, but now you're fat."

Oh and I almost forgot! I got into isolation because of one of the mentors. I brought custard creams and they said again they're not good for you, and then tried to snatch it, but I took it, and they told the staff to take me to isolation :(.

And what really got me is that I brought choclate biscuits and one of the mentors started screaming "I WANT ONE!"

I was forced to give her one; she looked angry, then she smiled and gobbled it up.

Going back to the mentor telling me I was only there for the food (they were making a party) after I shouted at her saying "How do you know I'm there for the food? I'm not, just because I have a sweet tooth doesn't mean I'm there for the food. I'm going to report you."

Angry, she screamed. "DON'T YOU EVER, EVER TELL ME THAT AGAIN. I'M GOING TO REPORT YOU FOR REFUSING TO GO TO CLASS. GO AWAY, YOU ALWAYS TWIST THE STORY AROUND SO YOU GET TO BUNK LESSONS!"

Crying, because I knew that wasn't true, I went to science.

What should I do???????

It's a pink 3ds with nintendogs and cats for £129.99, and my test scores were good except for a level 4 in maths and I got level 6 in english and a certificate for excellence in english. .

The reason I'm asking this is because I'm not sure if my mom or sister will buy it, so I'm asking for your opinion.

Thanks for answering.

Will this Laptop run the sims 3:

Processor Intel® Core™ i3-2310M processor (2.1 GHz, 3 MB L3 cache)

Operating System Genuine Windows® 7 Home Premium 64 bit

RAM 4 GB DDR3

Graphics card Dedicated AMD Radeon HD 6490M - 1GB

Screen type High-Definition LED HP BrightView Infinity Display

Screen resolution 1366 x 768 pixels

Screen size 15.6"

Hard drive 500 GB SATA Hard Disk Drive 7200 rpm

Optical disk drive SuperMulti DVD±R/RW with Double Layer Support

Memory card reader Multi-Format Digital Media Card Reader

USB 2 x USB 2.0 and 2 x USB 3.0

FireWire No

Modem/Ethernet Integrated 10/100/1000 Gigabit Ethernet LAN

WiFi 802.11 b/g/n

1030 WW+BT-WIDI capable

Bluetooth Yes

Video interface 1 HDMI; 1 VGA

Audio interface 2 headphone-out and 1 microphone-in

Sound Beats sound system

Webcam 1.3 MP HD webcam

Keyboard & Mouse Island-style keyboard

Battery Lithium-Ion (Li-Ion) 6-cell battery providing 7.5 hour battery life

Additional features Fingerprint reader

Software included This PC is optimized for Microsoft® Office 2010. Purchase a

Product Key Card or Disc to activate full-featured Office software

preloaded on this PC.

HP QuickWeb

HP QuickSynch

HP CloudDrive (30-days trial)

HP Setup

HP Support Assistant

Cyberlink DVD suite

HP Games Console

HP Connection Manager

Windows Live Applications

Microsoft Internet Explorer

Windows Live Messenger

Adobe Reader

Adobe Flash Player

Size 378 x 247 x 35.2 mm (W x D x H)

Weight 2.91 kg

BTW, I'm going to use a DIGITAL copy for this.

This this enough to actually RUN the sims 3, like normally, not bad but not amazing?

Thank you :)

So, all I remember is that the character wasnt human, and i think it was about multiplication, you had to buy it. that's all I know.

Please help me.

ps. I played this in primary school, I'm in secondary school now.

So, my sims 3 disc has quite a few scratches, and whenever i play it, it will freeze unless i press the off button once, and then it will resume. and as i did CAS (create a sim) when i clicked on the hair, it wouldn't show up! How do I take the scratches off?

ps. I live in the UK, essex.

I'm in year 9, and on July the 13th, I'm going to Northern France. What should I bring with me for a DAY trip to Norther France, and how much money should I bring with me?

Thank you.

10 points for the best answer