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  • Artist Info: Hey! I'm fallen_violet_rose of course. Let me tell you a bit about myself!<br />
    Well, here are some things I like:<br />
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    Anime :3<br />
    Horror movies XD<br />
    Books smile <br />
    Final Fantasy biggrin <br />
    Music (Rock and classical) :]<br />
    Donuts (I don't like cake or cupcakes or brownies):0<br />
    Purple (Purple black and blue are my favorite!)<br />
    and.... uhh.... OH YEAH! Drawing! 0U0<br />
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    I am a violinist and I play a little bit of guitar. I want to become a rockstar or an artist when I grow up. I know that may change over time, but oh well. biggrin <br />
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    My life seems kinda bleak though:<br />
    I have a little brother and sister<br />
    My mom is a Christian music artist and is trying her best to be patient<br />
    My dad is still in school and helps my mom with her recording<br />
    Ronnie wakes me up ALL the time when I don't want to get up! :c<br />
    School is getting closer<br />
    I dislike the chair test Mr. Thornton, my orchestra teacher, gave us!<br />
    I'm getting lazy... -_-<br />
    I'm running out of final fantasy games to beat.... :[<br />
    My hermit crab, Yukito, died..... crying <br />
    The eighth grade guy I liked was stolen by my so called best friend who left not to long ago after school ended and I will never get to see him or go straight up to his face and tell him those sweet little words, "I LIKE YOU, JERK!" (well, my friend didn't actually steal him... she said she was going to "HANG" with him a while and like go on a walk and whatever. Then she left and she never texts me! :[ (So much for forgiving her... )<br />
    And I realise that this is getting lengthy [oh well.....]<br />
    I cried on the last day of school.....<br />
    I'm sore right now...<br />
    I'm in the process of completing one of my stories biggrin <br />
    and...... I think I should stop now... ;D<br />
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    First, I shall tell the story for the reason my life seems so bad:<br />
    Well. First let's start with I liked this guy. His code name: Stalker penguin. My friend ... um.. Ammm.... well.. let's just make her name be Amy for now. It hurts to say her real name. Anyway. So I liked stalker penguin and Amy liked our eighth grade friend Nico at the time. Of course since I'm such a scardie cat I never told anyone I liked him and I didn't want to tell Amy because her and the rest of my so called orchestra friends all seemed to envy him for some no good reason. Well..... that's what they said in the girls locker room. So... I tried to get over my stupid middle school girl feeling and get better at school work. But the problem was I was already PERFECT at doing my school assignments! My dad said school was like a game to me! So simple and easy to beat. So... I paid close attention to my violin skills... they were slipping. But every time I thought about orchestra i thought about Stalker Penguin! So... I went about thinking about my feelings. I didn't love the guy like some obsessive fan girl, But I didn't hate him or anything along those lines. So.. I liked him and that was all! But .... I liked him like he was some mysterious violinist guy who you just had to get to know. Then I had a dream. I told Amy that it was just a nightmare, but to me... it was a mystifying dream. A dream that sets a mystery upon your doorstep. Okay. So I was walking up the stair case to what looked like my pastors house, but when I turned the corner a the top of the staircase ... there was an endless hall of red hotel doors. They had numbers on them and the doorknobs were gold. So.... I took a nice stroll down the hall out of curiosity, not aware of the shadow following my footsteps. Without thinking, I went to a random door and opened it up. The room looked just like a hotel room. I turned my head slowly to the bed next to the door and I found something that I knew would scar me for life. The girl that my friend Amy told me was like Stalker Penguins "perfect match" was there, laying motionless under the bed covers with a guy. I didn't know who the guy was, but I knew that he wasn't suppose to be there. Stalker Penguin was suppose to be in his place. I was freaking out at this moment. I was looking at them, motionless under the crimson covers, and had no other thought but "they're dead!" Well they looked dead to me. So, I was turning to run out the door when i ran into cold, hard body. I fell back and stared up at the face of Stalker Penguin. I realised then that I was crying. Stalker Penguin stood with his hands out, blocking the door. His expression was a horrified, disgusted, and devastated at the same time. His looked made the tears on my face splash from my eyes like waterfalls. He looked down at me with the same expression on his face. I was frightened more then I should've been and I didn't want to be there when he lifted his poor dead girlfriends dead body off the bed. I was already in enough pain. So... I pushed past him out the door and ran down the endless hall of doors like there was no tomorrow. I was coming to the staircase when I heard a male voice telling me to "WAIT!" I was no girl that actually had the courage to talk to guys, ESPECIALLY when they are upset and may accuse you of the death of your girlfriend. I didn't wait. I was half way down the stairs when a hand grabbed at me! I tripped and fell on my face. Then the hand grabbed at my leg, pulling me back up the stairs. " wait! Don't go!" The voice said to me again. I thrashed and pulled myself down the steps, begging for him to let go. And soon enough... he gave up. I tumbled down to the bottom of the steps. I lay there, paralysed at the bottom of the stairs. I was helpless, but relieved that he had let me go. Then, warm, gentle hands picked me up and embraced me. The shock I felt couldn't be described! It was Stalker Penguin that was there, on the ground with me, holding me. He began to cry on my shoulder and I hugged him back. I knew how he felt and I truely felt bad for him. Then the front door opened and my dad was there, telling me we had to leave. I let go of Stalker Penguin and said bye. He smiled and waved to me as I walked out the door. When we were in the car, my dad handed me my phone. I read the new text on it and it said, " Thanx ,and 'Stalker Penguins true name'" I woke in cold sweat that night and all I could do was question the dream. So after the dream, I would go to the orchestra room in the morning at school almost every day and when the bell rang and I went to my locker, I would turn to say hi to one of my friends and Stalker penguin would be somewhere behind me. This happened when I went to orchestra fourth period and when I went to the bus after school. One time I felt I was being followed so I turned around and saw him and freaked out, running to my bus. That's how he got his nickname. Well he got the penguin part from his appearance. So I tried my best to avoid coming within Stalker Penguins view so I didn't have to worry about talking to him. I didn't want to talk to him because I was too afraid. But it seemed like I could never get away from him. So.... I took a long period of time to get over it and just talk to the guy like my dad said. Didn't work at all. I was still too afraid. Then, just when I thought I was going to finally talk to him, Amy said that she liked him. She still didn't know that I liked him so I kinda just let her have her crush. But I still liked him. So.... I kept it a secret. There were a couple of times when I kinda gave Amy a hint that I had feeling for Stalker Penguin, but all she said was "No Competition!" i hated it. We had school swimming parties where I got to see Stalker Penguin there and I was so happy that I got to talk to him just a bit, but Amy seemed to still be close enough to him to be his girlfriend. I disliked it, but knew that he was never mine and never would be. But I still wanted to tell him I liked him. So I made a plan to try and sign his year book at the end of the year, but...... i chickened out. It was the last day of school when I planned to talk to him, like Mr. Thornton said, but.... every time I tried, something stopped me! I went to the orchestra room to skip lunch. I was planning on giving one of my friends who rides Stalker Penguins bus a note from me to give to him, but.... it turns out my best friend Amy was already doing that. I was completely discouraged and I didn't want Stalker Penguin to like her like I liked him. So it was fifth period or some time close to that when my friend Amy said she had given Stalker Penguin a note and he didn't take it very well. After that I was kind of happy, but I also felt bad. Then eighth period she said that his reaction was a mistake and that he wanted to hang out with her and things like that. I was very upset. <br />
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    The effects of the loss of Stalker Penguin:<br />
    I cried on the last day of school<br />
    I think a lot about guys<br />
    I'm kinda mad at Amy. (her real name is Amber)<br />
    I'm more quiet than usual at home<br />
    I have a strange addiction to penguins 0_0<br />
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    That's the reason that I feel so.... bad or depressed. I lost something I really liked to my so called best friend and there was no one who gave a care. Not that anyone knew but Mr, Thornton. But I'm really mad at myself for not telling him or anybody else. I know now that things could have been different if only he knew...... And I guess I have no one to blame, but myself for feeling this way. I just wish he knew how I felt so I could feel better and move on. Not that I will. I wish we were like close friends. But... the past is the past no matter how bad it has scared me. I really hope that none of the people from my orchestra class see this. i would be freaking out because they always try to defend Amber. And I hate getting into stupid fights that it seems I always start. Although it would be nice for them to know how I feel.<br />
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    Well.... enough with my problems(at least you know the reason I seem so distant and sad all the time)! <br />
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    My orchestra is like... the BEST JR. HIGH ORCHESTRA EVER. I believe that our orchestra is like the best in like the world. It's so fun and challenging! I always feel welcomed like a missing member coming home to a happy, warm family! I love ever section in the orchestra! We go to awesome competitions and places to play. I love it.<br />
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    My drawing kind of comes naturally. I get it almost instantly when I look at the drawing examples. I love to draw anime and sometimes I draw my own Sonic characters with my sister. I love music. My dad said that he doesn't know where the musical side of our family came from. He said that it comes more naturally that anything. I write songs and poems about how I feel. It hurts to write some of the things I feel though. sad <br />
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    Here are a few bands and singers I like! :<br />
    Cascada<br />
    Linkin Park<br />
    Tickle Me Pink<br />
    Flyleaf<br />
    Jordin Sparks<br />
    JoJo<br />
    MaryMary<br />
    Leona Lewis<br />
    Paramore<br />
    Plain White T's<br />
    Pearl Jam<br />
    A.F.I.<br />
    Bon Jovi<br />
    The Smashing Punpkins<br />
    Three Doors Down<br />
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    Those are pretty much all the bands and singers I like. There are more, but I don't have the time to name every single one of them. I like a little bit of Metallica, but not a lot.<br />
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    Well, there's a little bit about me! If you want to know more about me PM me or send me a friend request so we can become friends! biggrin Hope you liked!<br />
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    Team Edward!<br />
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    Paramore rules......<br />
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    ~Fallen_Violet_Rose~<br />
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