Summary: What really happened to Ribaldi? It’s dark at the beginning.
A/N: I meant to put this on Fanfiction.net, but I didn't know how to create the category.

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Chapter Four:  Television Scare

            (Note From Author: I apologize for the lack of action in this chapter!)

If there was anything I hated more then rotting dead things showing up in my bathroom at night, then I think that, whatever it is, should be given a reword for most gross thing ever!

    Well. It's a good thing I didn't get my hopes up about the job at the horse farm. The woman never called me back. When I finally called her, she said that the position was already filled by a young man, but thanked me for my interest. That was nice. Thank you for your intrest. My interest was to get the job and get the money from it. I had hung up the phone and looked down at it wryly. And I knew the kid who got it was probably the one who got his truck stuck in her driveway. It would figure. Anyway, then I had to look for something else.

 You can also read this on my blog, http://lauraeandrews.blogspot.com

The Survivor

I am the survivor of an abortion. No, my mother did not try to abort me. So why do I say this? Here is why:

A/N: I was not happy with the ending of the Dawn Treader movie because I felt that there were too many loose ends left. This is to try to give some closure and tie up those loose ends. Also, I wanted to get inside of Edmund and Lucy’s heads for a while because this is not done much in the movie either. This is part two of my two part story. This story is in Lucy’s Point of View.

A/N: I was not happy with the ending of the Dawn Treader movie because I felt that there were too many loose ends left. This is to try to give some closure and tie up those loose ends. Also, I wanted to get inside of Edmund and Lucy’s heads for a while because this is not done much in the movie either. This is part one of a two part story. This story is in Edmund’s Point of View.

I sigh

My heart is aching for you

love is the drug and I'm an addict

I turn in my bed

I can not sleep tonight

thoughts of you fill my head

I cry

I miss you like a blind man misses the sun

this can not go on,  or I shall die

I smile

I will see you today! I will be happy for a time

today I will be satified

I hurt

disappointment has never been so bitter

not seeing you brings such sorrow

I need

you are what I crave

Spin, spin, pulse and wind

Tempest, storm, pulse and whirl

Round, round, pounding clouds

Pulse, pulse, surge and beat

Dark, ash, cold and rain

Torn, torn, smoke and seas.

Surge, surge, swell and gale

Heave, turn, beat and wind

Grey, grey, tempest breath

   Jesse came to consciousness, his body awash in a sea of pain. He could barely remember what had happened. He didn't know if he wanted to.

   Reule stepped into the tube and closed his eyes.

  "Have you gone insane, Jess?" Vanar asked in utter shock.

  "No," Jess answered, as she lay still and tried to catch her breath.  "I already am insane."

  "Then what did you do that for? That wasn't a very funny prank!" Milton said.

  "It's not a prank! I was testing you." Jess had calmed down by now, and she sat up.