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Dieter bounded up the stairs to his parents' room in excitement. He was dressed for the chilly November weather, wearing a pair of jeans and a white thermal shirt. The four year old stopped at the door, finding it shut. He turned the knob fruitlessly. It was locked. Dieter knocked on the door. "Come on, Vatti! Let's go!" "Hold on!" Ludwig's voice replied from the other side. "I'm changing my clozhes." "Hurry up!" Dieter's whined. His face lit up when he heard heavy footsteps come towards the door. The knob rattled as Ludwig unlocked the door. He opened, peering down at his son. Ludwig's usually combed back hair fell in his face. His jeans s

''okay, send the next one in'' a voice said over the speaker as Michael stood up and was led trough a door with a nurse who walked next to him he entered a dark large room with a chair in the middle and sat down as the speaker started to talk again ''Welcome Michael, and thank you for participating in this, we have taken your considerations into mind and hopefully we have a solution'' Michael looked up at the speaker ''You signed up for the GF3m4 Drug but you wanted to make sure you looked like someone certain and i think we have just the thing here ready and working'' Michael felt his knees turn kinda weak ''R-really ?'' he said stamme

I think, At some point, Everyone dreams of finding.. An Edward. Someone whose name you call, or whisper. And he's right there waiting. Someone who hums a lullaby, And holds you close, as you drift off. Someone who seems to just glitter, in the Sunlight, Whose eyes are often Topaz, Warm, And Reassuring. Someone who takes you to dinner, And ignores the pretty waitress. Someone who follows you, Watches you always, Secretly, Just to be sure.. You're always okay. Someone Romantic, Yet has a good sense of humor. Someone Ancient, Yet Young. Who'll save your life, No matter what. Who cries when you're injured. Someone who cleans