Think Like A Freak Novels & Stories

"Well, that's disgusting. I can't even look at you with that...thing lying there. Can we go into another room, at least?" Brittany Hogan, my best friend, she's the girliest girl I have ever met. Then there's me, Ashley Tudor, the tomboy. I ride dirt bikes, climb mountains, and read graphic novels. I'm the son my dad always wanted but never had. "It's just a raccoon. Even Pocahontas from that Disney movie loves them." "Please, Ash? Can we not be here? That's the most fucking disgusting thing I've ever seen," Brittany complains.

"Plan? Probably use all my savings to buy a very nice dress, shoes, and bags with this badass shade that would have 'Fuck you Slade written over it, and then go hungry for like what? A year? Sleeping under a bridge after Mrs. Peggy would have tossed me out of her house would be the most thoughtful plan I've ever had." "Xena," he said exasperatedly. "That's not it." "Then, what is?" I asked, folding my arms across my breasts. "You don't need to impress him you know? Just be yourself alright? Don't be more than you or less than you, just be you." Me? Let me be me. Do you know what being me is? Oh well, I'll tell you. It means staying up late doing copywriting jobs and then having your Boss sho

I muttered under my breath. "What?" Larry asked gently. I turned to him. "I didn’t ask for any of this. I just wanted to follow in my dad’s footsteps. I wanted to prove I was more than some jinx. And now…" My throat tightened, but I swallowed it down. "Now I’m just a freak locked up with others who think I’m dangerous." Larry shook his head. "You’re not dangerous. You’re scared. We all are, that doesn't make you wrong or cursed."

she added to my theory, giving more points as to why I suddenly exploded with power so raw that even I couldn’t fathom. Again the point didn’t stick, it didn’t add up and I knew that that couldn’t have been the logical reason behind it, it was something more, it had to be but if really there was something more, that would support the notion of me being a freak. “That doesn’t sound logically or mentally right. We can’t even explain that theory,” Loretta reasoned out. Argh, why was she smart? I thought she was stupid. Really when I needed her to be like one of those plastic girls with no wit.

Author’s POV It wasn’t freddy. It wasn’t Freddy but his own hallucination. Due to the past mental stress and exhaustion his mind was filled with the thought of freddy coming back into his life and running everything he has now. And eventually that evening he ended up being tricked by his mind which played him well.

"The truth serum isn't medically or scientifically created, it's not similar in any way to the ones made by humans, except by its function. It's made with magic. As a matter of fact, it is produced from the sweat glands of a rare human. No one has ever being immune to it. That's why it is used to taste any invader, to know the person's intent and purposes. It's why there are rarely issues at the academy. If Emma had been immune to it, it means that her body system…" Sheila didn't want to call her daughter a freak. She almost cut her tongue for even thinking along those lines. Freak was a word used by humans for a phenomenon they didn't understand. She wasn't gullible as they were. But her da

I rubbed my hands with interest. Fuck, that girl's a freak, and I kind of like it. "Luke, could you please, for one second, stop thinking about fucking others." Lucian lowered his head and rubbed his temples. "What's wrong with fucking? I've got too much tension on me working in this line of business. I have to feed the geese and keep the blood flowing or else I'll implode. By the way, I like the way you say the word fuck. Say it again, but louder this time." I smirked at Lucian.

In all I still think I'm weird, I would get over this infatuation soon. *****

I was busy admiring the epitome of beauty when the teacher jolted me out of my thoughts "can you introduce yourself to everyone"Mr Williams asked ushering me to talk "right" I answered still not taking my eyes off the beautiful damsel "I'm joel frickson,I got a transfer from new city high to kimkelly high.I hope I make a good classmate to everyone" I said and the class got noisy again and whispers and murmurs were heard from the girls. Yeah I've got cool great muscular voice

Trust me when I say that those four things are the only talent I have and if an award was to be given for any of them, I will sure as hell win it. Over the years, lots of people have tried and failed woefully at being friends with me. The thing is, I am a fucking freak. I am such a freak that a freak would avoid me in fear. I am such a freak that the freakiest person in this world would bow down and worship at her boss's feet…I am the boss of freaky people. I say the most random things and do the craziest things when you least expect. For example, in freshman year, I had just resumed in this school and I knew no one since we just moved to the city.