| Best because on a stroke of luck, I actually had it scanned, emailed to me, and uploaded here. |


Siberia's PlotThe rest of the mountain dragons have been hostile toward humans, but there was one female mountain dragon that was unrealistically kind-hearted and smart enough to try and attempt to make humans her allies. Im not giving the ending away, though. You have to sit where you are and read it.Siberia's Plot
The female dragon of the story, named Siberia because her scaly skin was so red, was sleeping near the mouth of her small cave when she heard the shrieks of her neighbour, Lithia. Cautiously, Siberia made her way to Lithias cave. She was too late. Lithia was dead.
Siberias eyes lit up. Lithia was dead


Experiment 727I did it! Jumba cried. He put the experiment maker away, and ran into the living room where everyone else was. Everyone! I made a new experiment!Experiment 727
Really? Lilo asked, excited. A new experiment was always a great thing. Just as long as it had a good purpose.
Yes! Come on, Ill show you! Everyone rushed into Jumbas lab. Jumba looked around for the dormant experiment, but it was nowhere to be found. Hey, where did she go?
Lilo picked up the tiny ball that was meant to hold a dormant experiment. The number was seven two seven.


Developement of my back boneHey Em, come over here.Developement of my back bone
I went over in pure obedience. I hate that Im easy to push around, but that was none of my concern at that moment. I wanted to see what you wanted. Would you go out with a girl or a guy? you asked of me.
I wasnt thinking of a deep relationship, as I never dated or have been dated ever before, so I answered: Neither.
But you, you cruel person, were persistent. You told me it has to be either one. I thought you meant going out with someone as friends, so I replied: A girl.
Josh spoke up. Aw, now youre goi
| I'm fifteen years old, and I'm diagnosed with Aspergers disorder. I really would love to post more drawings, but I have no way of transfering them onto DA. Aspergers disorder isn't a disease, people, but I wish I didn't have it. It's ruining the way I interect with other people, and now I'm beginning to lose the desire for friends. Why should I bother having such a desire? It's been numbed out of me. So many drawings I want to post here, but no way of transfering it from paper to computer. Before you call me an idiot and explain how to do that, consider this: I DON'T have a scanner, and I DON'T have the money to buy one. I do have a camera, but NO way to hook it up. So it's basically writing from here. |
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