Fluffy, just calm down, I know how you feel, but it's not smart to scream it here, on a site that's ment to be funny, and with all these judging people.

I'll come too. I will bring fries and BBQ

Maybe you should shut your mouth and stop judging people on their ages. Thank you.

Fuck off

She laid down on her bed, thinking what to do. She could stay and sleep. She coud fly now, so she was safe. Or she could sleep, and go away in the morning. She decided the last, because she was so tired. "murdering is making me exhausted" she wispered to herself. She put out her boots and clothes and put on a comfy jeans and hoody, and laid down. In a few minutes, she fell asleep, dreaming about cats, murdering all humans, except her.

Idk maybe they don't remember it from the books

Sorry if it's too long, I was kinda on a roll. I couldn't write further because of the word limit And sorry for any mistakes, I'm Dutch sooo. And the building, that's how I saw it, so yeah. Come on guys, we must keep on writing!

The sirenes came closer, while she jumped out of the window. The police was too close already, she couldn't run away now. "fuck" she whispered to herself, while trying to keep her breath calm and silent. She looked around, looking for a hiding spot. A tree, right over there, with much leafs that could cover her. She ran towards it, and climbed like a cat, all the way to the most covered part. She could see the police, but they couldn't see her. She hoped.
And there was the first police car. They walked out the car, one towards the building, and one towards the house of -she guessed- the one who reported the crime. Suddenly she hears the policeman in the builing scream "I found a bloodtrail, come help me. The other policeman will walk right under her tree, she saw. Her hands started to shake. Her thirst for murder suddenly hit. She couldn't not do it. She grabbed her knives and saw the policeman coming closer. Then she jumped, right on the policeman.

It's something about sex

Quickly she grabbed another knife from her pocket and threw it again. It was a perfect shot. The knife pointed out of his chest, while blood dripped on the floor. "oh darling" she said, giggling. "I'm so sorry." Then she pulled out the knife and slit his throat.

Yeah I understand. But we could write it together!

He might not be super handsome, but he IS attractive to me. And he's funny.

Sure there is. I write one, very bad and in Dutch though :/

I'm just tired of being discriminated because of my age on the internet. Alot people who do that are alot less mature than actual 14 year olds or younger.

You mean Dementors

Yeah, I'm 14, born in 1999. Do you hear me say "I feel so fresh right now, are there OLD people on the internet? Ew" NO. Because maybe you should judge on what they bring on the internet, not on their age.

But who do you ship, Jen and Josh or Katniss and Peeta?