Re: MARCH!?! Okay then...

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:01 pm

I hung my head again. "Of course I'm not."

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:02 pm

"Luke got mad at him that's the only reason I'm asking."

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:05 pm

"Luke has extreme depression, which causes his anger to get out of control often. Me... I have accute psychosis, which means that often times my emotions will not function. YOu, my girl, have depression, like your brother."

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:06 pm

"I'm not depressed."

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:07 pm

I chuckled. "Of course not... Haqving depression does not mean you are always depressed. It makes your mind think differently."

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:10 pm

"How so?"

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:12 pm

"I'm not a medical expert, but it makes you think self-destructively. It makes you think negatively of yourself."

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:14 pm

"I don't think that way..."

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:17 pm

"YOu may not realize, it, because it's normal for you. Perhaps I was wrong... perhaps you are bipolar, or some other emotionally erratic disability. We're all a little crazy, though." I smiled. "Becuase our brains work differently, our family can..." I levitated a book. "Do different things."

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:18 pm

I nodded slightly and glanced at my iPod.

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:20 pm

I noticed where her eyes went, and realized I had gotten off track. "Lenora... I didn't come here to discuss our family's genetics with you. I came here to apologise, and to give you a choice."

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:21 pm

((Do you have your phone, Kennedy?))

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:21 pm

"Ooh yay choices I love those," I mumbled sarcastically.

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:22 pm

((Yes))

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:23 pm

I chuckled. "I am giving you the choice to take my life and do what you will with it. YOu may do whatever you choose to me, and I will not stop you."
((Okay.))

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:24 pm

I froze, "That isn't my choice."

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:25 pm

"It is now." I nodded. "Yours and the rest of my children."

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:27 pm

I shook my head, "I don't even know you."

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:28 pm

"Then maybe you should choose to get to know me."

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:32 pm

I nodded and picked up my iPod.

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:34 pm

I smiled. "I'll see you again soon, Lenora." With that, I was in front of a police officer. "Hello, I'm Sherlock Holmes, turning myself in for multiple criminal acts."

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:39 pm

I put in my headphones and turned the music up fairly loud.

by **Dean Winchester** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:42 pm

((I almost threw my drumsticks at my dad... Also, hallo))

by **Annabeth Chase** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:43 pm

((Hello))

by **The Guardian** Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:45 pm

Jay's pov: I stood up, tossing my shirt on a chair. "Jay-Jay!" My dad screamed half maniacally. "It's playtime, sonny!" I sighed. "Come get me." I was hoping he wouldn't use the wall as a door again... a huge wall of muscle slammed through the wall. "You made me mad, sonny." I smiled. "Yep." "Time for nighty-night." "YOu make absolutely no sense." He punched me in the face. "yOU didn't hang the piccy up straight." He picked me up and slammed me down again. "There goes my spine again," I whispered to myself.
((Hallo, Staci!))

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