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Name: HiLlIaRy
Location: Tennessee, United States
Birthday: 5/15/1991
Gender: Female


Interests: i like to talk on the fone, i like soccer,FOOTBALL softball,basketball,and some other things. i like puppies beaches and other kool things like that But i love My B/F Brandon
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Member Since: 5/16/2005

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Monday, September 19, 2005

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WWW.XANGA.COM/CUTENSWEETLILHUNNIE

there it is


hey yall

well most of yall already no that  me and brandon broke up like i thought everything was fine but  when ever you think everything is all good  and then its not so what ever ill get over it eventally  but im really upset about it but ill be ok  well i have to go but here are some things i got  so here they are

One smile hides a thousand tears.
Liking him is hard to forget, loving him, I'll never regret, losing him broke my heart, sad to say my world feel apart. I guess it's time to hold my head high, blink back the tears, and say goodbye.

It is better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.

"You will never know true happiness until you have truly loved,

friends are like condoms -->there to protect you when things get hard


GiRL :: Dude, I have stains on my pillows.
B0Y :: Ew. Is it drool?
GiRL :: No...it`s tears.

  this is for brandon
She has bite marks on her tongue, from all the things she never said


Saturday, September 17, 2005

Boy: baby we need to talk

Girl: brandon wat do u mean?

Boy: sumthin has come up...

Girl: wat? Wuts wrong? Is it bad?

Boy: i dont want to hurt u baby

Girl: *thinks* omg i hope he doesnt break up with me... I love him so much

Boy: baby are you there??

Girl: yea im here wut is so important??

Boy: im not sure if i should say

Girl: well u already brought it up, so please just tell me.

Boy: im leaving....

Girl: baby wut are u talking about?? I dont want u to leave me, i love you

Boy: not like that, i mean im moving far away

 Girl: why? All of ur famliy lives over here.

Boy: well my father is sending me away to a boarding skool far away.

Girl: i cant believe this.

[FATHER: (piccs up tha other fone, interrupts & yells furiously) hilliary, wat did i tell you about talking to boys?!!!!!....Get off the damn fone!! (And hangs up)]

Boy: wow ur father sounds really mad

Girl: u know how he gets, but anywayz i dont want you to go

Boy: would you run away with me?

Girl: baby, u know i would, i would do anything for u, but i cant... U dont know wut would happen if i did. My dad would kill me !!

Boy: *sad* its ok i understand i guess..

Girl: *thinking* i cant believe wuts going on

Boy: i need to give u sumthing 2nite b/c i am leaving on flight 1-80 in tha morning, so i need to see you now.

Girl: ok i will sneak out & meet u at tha park

Boy: ok ill meet u there in 20min

[They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives her a note.]

Boy: here u go, this is for you i gotta go.

Girl: ****tear (begins to cry)

Boy: baby dont cry, u know i love you...but i have 2 go

Girl: ok (begins to walk away)

[They both go back home. And erika begins to read tha letter he gave her]

It says.....

Hilliary U probably already know that im leaving, i knew this would be better if i wrote a letter explaining tha truth about how much i care about you. The truth is, is that i never loved you, i hated you so much, u are my bitch and dont u ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, n be around u. U really have no clue how much i hate you. Now that im leaving i thought u should know that i hate you bitch, u never did tha right thing, and u were never there. I didnt think i could hate someone as much as i hate you. And i never want to see you, for the rest of my life, i will never miss kissing you like before, i never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and thats a promise. U never had my love, and i want you to remember that. Bitch u keep this letter bcuz this may be tha last thing u have from me. Fucc, I hate you so much. i will not talk to you soon bitch.... Goodbye

Brandon

 [hilliary begins to cry, she throws tha paper in tha garbage & crys for hours ]

 ....A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely.... Then she gets a fone call....

Friend: how are u feeling?

Girl: i just cant believe this happend i thought he loved me.

Friend: o, about that.brandon left me a msg. A few days ago. He told me to tell u to look in ur jacket pocket or something...

Girl: ummm ok

[She finds a piece of paper in tha jaccet, It says. Baby i hope u find this before u read my letter. I knew ur dad might read it, so i switched a few words...

 Hate = Love

Never = Alwayz

Bitch = Baby

Will not= will ........

I hope u didnt take that seriously because i love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats y i wanted u to run away with me... -brandon

Girl: omg its a letter, brandon does love me!!, he must of slipped it into my poccet when he hugged me. I cant believe how stupid I am!!

Friend: lol ok but i g2g... Call me later

Girl: *happy*ok bye, i'll be at home waiting for my baby to call me !!......

Erika turns tha T.V. on......

[Breaking news] "An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for Survivors...This is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80...it was on its way to an all boys boarding school..." Reporter says.

[ she turns off the tv....3 days later, she kills herself, because of tha fact that brandon was  dead & she had nothing to Live for... ] ....

A day after that the fone rings. Nobody answers. It was brandon  he called to leave a msg. "Its Brandon, i guess ur not home so, I called 2 let u know that im alive, i missed my flight b/c i had 2 see u one last time. So i hope ur not worried. I am staying for good. Sorry if u got scared, i promise 2 make it up 2 ueverything will be a be ok i love you so much...call me asap bye!!

 [...he eventually finds out wut happend, and also kills himself...]


Friday, September 16, 2005

Currently Listening
Life's a Dance
By John Michael Montgomery
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Hey yall

well here are somepictures that i took before the school dance last year and they are realy good and they have the cutest  and sweetist guy ever my boyfriend brandon!!!!!

im showoff my crushageme,mygranny,and brandon me and brandon(my aunt takes realy bad pictures)

me mybrothetr and brandon

and here are some from my birthday

me brandon and cody jonesme my brothetr and my sister (really bad pic of me im actin stupid)

ok well i have to go i love you all

HILLIARY


Thursday, September 15, 2005

 

this is scary

Once there was a girl named Jamie, she was in 6th grade at Seqouia middle school. It was the day before outdoor school. She couldnt wait, she was so excited, she was packing practicly everything in her room for the trip.
"Dont forget to pack your hairbrush, toothbrush, tooth paste, and toilet paper!!!" her mom yelled after her
"yea whatever mom" she shot back
Getting on the bus the next day, the boy she liked asked if she would sit next to her. Of course she said yes and the whole ride there was wonderful. She found out that he had feelings for her too!
Then it was time to get off the bus, sadly for Jamie and her new boyfriend. They kissed eachother today and went on the grand tour of Camp Bloomfield. She was so exited she had gotten her best friends cabbin and everything. Cabbin ..1. She picked a camp name "butterfly" and her best friend, Jessica, picked the name "Moon"
That night the counselor announced that they had to pick a bathroom buddy (at this time the bathrooms were outside) incase they had to go in the middle of the night.
It was now 9:30, lights out.
Jamie had bunked with Jessica because they were bathroom buddies and sence they were so close she couldnt get to sleep because Jessica's faint snoring kept her awake.
Then, she dozed off
All of the sudden, her eyes poped open, it was still deadly silent in the cabbin and dark outside, only the moonlight shining through the window in a stream accross her bead.
She had to go to the bathroom so she jumped off the top bunk to wake up Jessica, only, Jessica wasn't there.
Figuring Jessica had to go to, and didnt want to wake Jamie, she went to the bathroom alone.
When she came back into the cabbin, she noticed Jessica was still gone...
Strange but Jamie was sure she was fine.
Then next time she awoke, it was broad day light and everyone was awake, and the counselor was crying.
She wouldnt tell anyone why and then Timber, the instructer of Camp Bloomfield, came in.
He announced everyone must evacuate without looking back, in a single file line. If he saw anyone talking or look back he would call their parents and have them sent home emediatly.
Wondering what all the fuss was about, they obeyed, walking in a single file line out the front door.
Jamie was just to tempted and waited for an opertunity to look back.
No one was looking, and she WAS at the end of the line so she glanced back and couldnt believe what she had just seen.
There, beyond all the police, investigators, and FBI agents. Beyond all the caution tape and worried faces...was Jessica.
She had a rope tied around her neck, and she was suspended from the tree. She was skinned clean and bloody. The only way Jamie recignized her way by her eyes, which were the only things that WERN'T skinned or completly covered in blood. There was a bloody knife laying on the ground beside Jessica and a note pinned onto her foot. It wasn't opened so she guessed the cops didn't read it yet for evidance of some kind.
She burst into tears at the sight of her slottered best friend and when the counselors asked what was wrong she simply replied "Where is Jessica, I want jessica!"
The counselor stood up and continued walking, now at a faster pase hard for Jamie and her cabbin mates to keep up with.

----------------one week later---------------------------

Jamie turned on the news to see if the weather was going to be warm or not. But instead, she saw a picture of Jessica as the reporter explained the tragic accident to the public on natioinal television. Here is the reporters story:
"Just a week ago, here at Camp Bloomfiled, a young 12 year old child, Jessica Sonders, was murdered here. 'Taken straight out of her bed' Says the cabbin counselor. Her parents are devistated and are now filing a lawsuit against Camp Bloomfield. She was found cut up and hung by a rope on a tree with a disturbing note that read, 'She was good.'
As if this was not devistating enough, A week later, a man was spotted on Sleepy Hollow, a ground on the camp premisis, was seen with a chunk of what looked like human flesh. 'He was chewing it up savegly' says Locust AKA kevin, a natralist here at camp bloomfield.
A devistating story by Alice Haffer, back to you Ted with the weather."

Jamie flicked off the TV, mortified at what she had just learned of her best friend. 2 weeks later, Jamie was found on her bed, at excactly 3:01 A.M. dead. She was slottered just as her best friend was.

*************************************************
Bad things happen...when you go to the bathroom alone.

Repost this within the next 2 minuites in Jessica and Jamie's memory. If you carelessly dont, both of the dead, slottered, girls will come to your bed and slotter you in your sleep. Just like themselfs

 



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