Natalyx

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Picture frame by Natalyx, literature

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Picture frame

She stared at the little photo in a light brown frame, remembering the moment from nine years ago. It seems that not time and space stands in her way, but the thin glass and the size of the frame. Just breaking the glass and reaching out, to feel the slightly cold November breeze, the autumn's sun. see the fresh grass and the little wetness of the air from the near lake. Just being hugged by her mother and brother, with her dad taking the picture and all smiling so naturally. It was all different now: The light blue sky was now gray, full of smoke from the burning nearby forests, sun shining so much that the normal temperature of the ear

The happy holiday. by Natalyx, literature

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The happy holiday.

She sat in her room just simply staring out the window? Letting the warm summer air play with her hair and make a mess out of her room. Smelling the petrol from the gas station on the other sode of the street. Green of the plants was also there, but she knew that in another couple of theese hot weeks and it will be gone... Old and dirty cars rushed passed he windows, not vintage at all, just old and not stylish. The phone rang in a room next door: - Samantha, it's for you, dear.- her mum held out the phone to her. - Mother, I told you I don't want to speak to anyone here! - Sam whispered, holding her had to the mic of the phone. Her moth

The boy's game. by Natalyx, literature

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The boy's game.

One of the windows in a New York's sky scraper wasn't lit, apart from a tiny tiny hint of a light, just as if a torchlight. Inside was a black pitch, just as outside, except for the table lamp that lit the small spot of the desk, where a masculine hand drummed a unclear beat. He was humming a dramatic tone together with each hit of his long elegant and young fingers. He was waiting, impatient, trying to hide that by watching the night view from the windows that stretched from the 3 meter ceiling until the floor. His soft humming and the beat on the oak table sent echos through the whole apartment, not interrupted by anything else. The phon

love, death, hate, care. by Natalyx, literature

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love, death, hate, care.

As the twilight settled in the streets, and the bright stars started to lighten the sky, a soul left the land, becoming free from a body, able to do whatever. But the souls that knew that one unhappy soul missed their friend. Somewhere, in the depth of the street maze, a quiet sob could be heard. That was the body of a soul, that knew the soul that just left. The body is sometimes stupid, as it cries when it's soul is deeply hurt. To calm it down, time is needed. Sometimes a stinky liquid, sometimes a poisoned smoke, sometimes the body just tries to get rid of it's soul, in any possible way. . . - How dare he! - a sweet voice shouted

Present by Natalyx, literature

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Present

Two warm arms suddenly wrapped my waist from behind. White wrists were half-way covered in long sleeved dark blue sweater that was very familiar to me. It was the same color as his icy eyes, maybe a bit warmer shade. The wool was a bit wet from the snow of the outside, but it still felt nice, having him near. Alone . His long fingers held a small brown package. The box, wrapped into casual rough brown paper, had a thick ribbon circling it around, tied neatly into a small cute bow at in the middle. He was twirling it impatiently. - Merry Christmas. - Bones whispered into my ear, gently kissing it. His voice was full of British accent that

Alone Again by Natalyx, literature

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Alone Again

My coffee cup is the long sweet kiss of the morning. I have no love except for this. My night love is the old gray teddy bear, always loyal and always cute. I draw hearts and stars on my converse shoes, that are dirty with paint stains. It all reminds me of you. I open the old pack of cigarettes and take one out to calm down the memories. But I can't. Even this old pack, with words of a bold point pen 'I will love you forever. xxTom' is a heart breaking reminder of a powerful memory of what it once was. I throw out the fresh cigarette as I get closer to school, coughing from the tears and nicotine, his words that stood strongly in my head 'Pl

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Picture frame by Natalyx, literature

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Picture frame

The happy holiday. by Natalyx, literature

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The happy holiday.

The boy's game. by Natalyx, literature

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The boy's game.

love, death, hate, care. by Natalyx, literature

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love, death, hate, care.

Present by Natalyx, literature

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Present

The boney rose by Natalyx, literature

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The boney rose

Bones character description He walked down the quiet street. This street had cars like Mercedes & BMW together with Bentley and Range Rover. The rose bushes inside the small gardens of the cute and expensive houses were beautiful and grand, just as the houses them selves. Bones, the tall and fit guy, in a black leather jacket (a bit whitish in some spots due to long wearing time) and jeans, walked in this area just for the fun of it, though with his talent he could have freely lived in any of the houses. Passing a bush, he carefully ripped off the white rose flower. Checking it’s smell, he disappeared to the near standing shiny

Alone Again by Natalyx, literature

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Alone Again

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About Natalyx

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July 4
Russia
Deviant for 15 years
She / Her

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Nataly Kras. 16 years old.
Pets: none, had a birdie
In love: with soup
Love: fruits, blue, green, purple. chocolate, Juces: peach, grapefruit, cherry, grape. music.
Recomend: Alexander Rybak, Coldplay, Tom Felton, Jason Mraz.
Hobbies: Horse Bac Riding (stage: F4)

Current Residence: Amsterdam, NL
Favourite genre of music: Rock, Pop and Jazz
Favourite photographer: A.Saenko, A.Kraskevich. and many more.
Favourite style of art: Traditional (scetch), photo, pastel, water paint.
Operating System: Vodafone
MP3 player of choice: iPod nano 2nd generation
Wallpaper of choice: photo related to the season or mood.
Skin of choice: Slight tanned white
Favourite cartoon character: Snoopy, Light, Pluto
Personal Quote: 'Can', as in have to, or may?

Favourite Visual Artist

Claude Monet.

Favourite Movies

Garfield2, WALL-E, HP3,5,6; Coraline, The Ugly Truth,

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Jason Mraz, Maroon 5, Coldplay, Muse, Radihead, Jack Johnson, Feltbeats

Favourite Writers

L.J.Smith, J.K. Rowling, G. Kilvort, R.McCammon.

Tools of the Trade

Magazines with instructures how to make fun stuff (mostly for X-mas), recicled paper, pencils, pens,

Other Interests

horseriding, doing bracelets out of strings, art, harry potter, walking around thetown.

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Natalyx

Jul 24, 2012

Devious Journal Entry

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After those long 11 years I've finally finished school! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. I can not express HOW much I'm happy! This all means that  - if I'm lucky- I'll be going to uni this fall... If I'm not so lucky I'll be wasting a year of my life in America. That is at least the plan. Funny. When I sat down to update this I thought i'll be writing a huuuuge story... I ended up just telling you that I promise to update something good. And to update my stories... p.s. happy to be a bit back

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Natalyx

Sep 23, 2010

23 days ago... what memories...

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Well, I moved to Moscow, as many might have found out. And 23 days ago I went to a new school. lived through some stuff. I have a feeling as if it's my new life. as if I've lived a couple already I guess that this one will be quite different.. It is as if I remember the past 4 years as a holiday... and I've returned to reality. The gray sky, which is as if guarded and crossed by wires, guarding every person to stay away from the skies, it's similar to the feeling that you get when you have an awesome dream, and you know you can't have the same one again... The dream that you might return to, but things will be just too different there... The

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Natalyx

Aug 29, 2010

Wonderful world of Harry Potter.

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I downloaded, well, my brother, the Harry Potter lego game. It is AWESOME. and I have a paradox - i can only play harry potter games on xbox... So now I just finished year one. and the second game had a glitch, and I had to turn the thing off... which sucks.. cause i am quite addicted. Went shooting today. not really sure if i want to do it, cause my arms are too weak. but shooting at the little plates and scoring.. once. but still it felt good. and now I feel like shooting my enemies now... I know that i should read books, cause i have my first classes on Thursday but i am sooo lazy.. I really want to see the new season of the Big Bang Th