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[mscharliescott]

“A wise girl knows her limits, a Smart girl knows she has none.” - Marilyn Monroe.

[mscharliescott]

Halloween Boogie!

I put a spell on you. - Bette Midler, Hocus Pocus.

This is Halloween. - The Nightmare before Christmas soundtrack.

Thriller. - Michael Jackson.

Spooky Scary Skeletons. - Andrew Gold.

Calling all the Monsters. - China Anne McClain.

Everybody. - Backstreet Boys.

Black Widow. - Iggy Azalea ft. Rita Ora.

The Monster. - Eminim Ft. Rihanna.

Scream. - Michael and Janet Jackson.

Tainted Love. - Marilyn Manson.

Monster Mash. - Bobby Prickett and the crypt kickers.

Funhouse. - Pink.

[mscharliescott]

"The only person that tear happy people down are those that are unhappy." - Haley James Scott.

[mscharliescott]

A place lost.

"Charlotte. Let's go. Don't dwaddle." She looked up at her mother and she sighed inwardly. It had been a week since her father vanished from her life. A week since she felt like she was alone. Yes she had her mother and 'Mommy's friend' and she had her big sister but she didn't have her dad anymore. She didn't have him to make her feel safe and the truth was ever since her mother told her he was gone she didn't feel safe anymore. "CHARLOTTE ELOISE! COME ON! Hearing her mother use her full name the little girl ran and took her big sister's hand. She knew that Delilah did as her mother wanted. "We're going to see your grandparents and it's important that you are on your best behavior." Charlotte nodded. It was no time and her mother was knocking on their door. Delilah had straightened Charlotte's dress and smoothed her hair. When her grandmother answered the door Charlotte forced a smile.

"Hello girls. Come in." She watched as her grandmother hugged her mother. "Don't worry dear. They'll be fine." She turned in time to see her mother smile. "Behave girls." She was ushered inside where she looked around. There used to be pictures of everyone. Photos of her parents together. Her dad and both girls. Her dad as a kid. Now there was nothing. Not even photos of her and Delilah. She looked around and instinctively moved closer to her sister. "Well don't just stand there girls. Come in." Every step Delilah made Charlotte was with her. She knew they were her father's parents but that didn't make her feel any more at ease. When she was picked up by her grandfather she nearly screamed. "I want down!" she exclaimed. He hugged her then put her down and once again she was glued to her sister's side. "There's no need to be scared. We're your grandparents." She looked up at Delilah who she could tell forced a smile.

"I want my daddy." she managed to get out. She looked at her grandparents who looked hurt. She didn't blame them though. She could tell they both wanted to say something but they both kept quiet. The girls were ushered into the kitchen and and over to the table. "Do you still like cookies?" Before Charlie could say a word Delilah gave them a look. "I know it's been like two weeks but who doesn't like cookies?" she asked. Charlie could hear her grandparents laugh. "Go on. Dig in." When Delilah handed her a cookie she waited until Delilah tried it herself. When she took her bite Charlotte did the same. The first cookie was fine and the girls even took photos with their grandparents. As the day went on Charlotte began to calm down and she didn't cling to Delilah so much. Once the first batch of cookies and milk was gone they played outside and made more memories. The day was all in all well. It was definitely a day for the books.

After playing outside it was time to come in and watch movies. The girls both wanted to watch their favorites. They each picked a movie and they watched. It was during the second movie that they were given what they were told was warm milk. Not long after drinking some of it each girl fell asleep. When Charlotte woke up what had to be hours later because it was dark outside she was in the room she shared with Delilah. She was in her own bed and she could see that Delilah was waking up from her own bed. She was a little confused but she pulled the blankets off of her. She was a little surprised to see that she was in her pajamas. "Lilah.." She whispered. She moved to crawl into her sister's bed. "What happened?" she asked her older sister. When Delilah shrugged she sighed softly. Charlotte was at a small loss. The last thing she remembered was watching Beauty and the Beast at her grandparents house.

When the door opened and their Mother walked in both girls looked up at her curiously. "I see you're awake now girls. Good." Charlotte's gaze turned toward her sister. She was feeling very confused. "Charlotte. It's time to go." Charlie stayed close to Delilah. She didn't know what her mother meant by that though. Her mother came over and pulled her away from Delilah and led her out of the room. Eight year old Charlotte had no clue what was going on. She'd spent the day in a place that she didn't even know she'd never see again. It was a day/evening full of new things and she was fairly certain it wasn't good things just by how things ended up. "You're finally big enough to have your own room." She looked up at her mother as they made their way down the hall. Her own room? She was confused but when her mother opened the door she saw that it was completely decorated and it had things in it that she'd begged for but her mother had said no to.

"Now I hope you like it. Your new dad decorated it for you." She looked at her mother and then looked at the man standing in her room. "Come in. Come see what I've done for you." She took a few steps in and looked at the room. She looked in her closet and she made a face. "That's a lot of dresses. Are you sure this isn't Lilah's room?" she asked looking down at her own clothes. "Little girls should wear dresses." She stopped and gave them both a look. "I can't play kickball in a dress!" Her mother knelt down to her level. "That's another thing. Little girls shouldn't play kickball." Charlotte huffed. She looked around and saw how pretty her room was and she liked it but she was confused. "Does Lilah get a new room too." When the man in the room said we're thinking about it Charlie gave him a look. "I don't want it. Give it to Lilah." The two adults were confused. "What's wrong with your room?" Charlotte sighed. "Lilah gets a new room too or I go share hers with her." She was very adamant about it. The two seemed to whisper before agreeing. "We'll do Delilah's room while you two are at school." Charlotte smiled. "I will sleep in my room with Delilah till then." She turned and walked out of the room.

She walked back into the room she shared with Delilah and climbed into her sister's bed. "Mommy wants me to wear only dresses." she said with a face. She could hear Delilah laugh to herself. She was a little confused but she wasn't sure what to say. She just curled up and sighed. "I'm sleeping with you tonight." She said simply before making herself as comfortable as possible. She bit down on her lower lip while she tried to fall asleep. She was thinking about the room and how pretty it was but she was also thinking about the fact that they weren't even going to do the same for her big sister. That didn't sit well with her. She sighed to herself before closing her eyes so she could see what the next day would bring.

[mscharliescott]

Master Bedroom. Charlotte’s domain. Her personal space. The one place other than her bathroom that is done exactly how she wants it. Most people who know her think that because of her personality that her room’s probably bright and well lit. While it is well lit it’s a bit on the darker side. Her room does get plenty of light and it is well lit but when you walk in it’s a bit darker than the rest of the house and that’s just how she likes it. Unless she’s got her blackout shades down that is. Then it becomes a pitch black room and when she’s sleeping that’s just how she likes it.

Master Bath. Charlotte’s own bath. While Bella does share a bathroom with Delilah she generally takes a bubble bath in Charlotte’s bathroom. Her bathroom has a more feminine vibe than her bedroom but she likes it that way. She likes how her bathroom looks, the way it feels and everything. Attached but not pictured is her closet. It’s a walk in that she’s somewhat obsessed with. Also not pictured is the shower at the foot of the tub. There’s a small rug in front of the toilet and a rug in front of the tub/shower and sink. All rugs are very plush. Also not mentioned. The robe hanging on the rack. 

Bella’s Bedroom. Ever since Charlie’s dad showed Bella a princess themed room he’d found and thought she’d like it’s been hell. Between Gabe, Charlie, and Delilah they’ve been transforming the tot’s room into a 'wincess’ room. The progress is pictured. She’s also got a toddler bed that she sleeps in pushed to one empty side and an area that her special bed is being put together in. Her dad had to show her the castle bed didn’t he? Charlotte is making him put that together. She knows he’s doing it because he loves Bella so much so she’s thankful. Also not pictured are all of the princess toys this little girl is obsessed with or all of her ‘babies’. 

[noahnovakovic]

( for eliza )

I’ve heard it said that someone always has to leave first; no couple can promise each other forever. I just happened to be one of the idiots who thought he was an exception to that rule. Or, I don’t know, maybe a part of me knew that it was too good to be true all along. Maybe there was a small voice in the back of my head screaming at me to not become as attached as I wanted to be, but I didn’t listen. All I heard was you saying that you loved me and suddenly that was all that mattered. Guess the joke’s on me since I don’t know if I’ll ever hear your voice say anything again. I should’ve actually recorded you saying all of those wonderful things instead of just taking pictures. I wish I had been enough for you. God, I wish I had been enough. I miss you.