Like I said, it was a dark and foggy night. I thought my eyes were deceiving me. I think I saw a Jew. This time around, there are practically no Jews. They are either in concentration camps- awaiting their death, atau dead already. The Nazis are not being easy with the Jews. This Jew was covered with a black cloth, and he appeared to be standing over a cowering boy, twelve years old of age at least. I moved in closer, cautiously, with my Saumensch, and we were both suspicious. The Saumensch's eyes met mine. "Is that...a murder, Carls?" Matna, the Saumensch, was definitely suspicious. She never called me sejak my real name, Carls, unless she was suspecting something atau very concentrated. We saw the shadow of the Jew slowly bring down what looked like...an ax...down on the victim's head. It was sliced in half...it was a true murder....seen right before our eyes. We had witnessed...a real, live murder. The Saumensch and I was frozen, shocked sejak what had just happened within one minute. We ran back utama together, never stopping to look back. We slammed the doors on each other, which was a signal to go to our rooms, and send codes to each other with our flashlights. I tapped a signal from my flashlight using Morse Code to her, saying, "We'll meet tomorrow morning at 6 AM." The Saumensch tapped back, "Okay. Something's definitely going on." I tapped, "Definitely, And I don't like it." She tapped, "No one does, I'm sure of it. And we're the only ones who know." I tapped, "Yes. No one should know besides us." She tapped back, "Good night." I tapped, "Night." We called it a day, but I couldn't fall asleep. I was haunted sejak the thought of the ax-murdering Jew. And...neither could Matna.
Ya tell me,
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All hari long, all hari long
What makes anda think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think anda want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do anda act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet anda never liked that when anda were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No lebih time for homework, just sit back and do the things I Cinta to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All hari long, all hari long
What makes anda think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think anda want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do anda act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet anda never liked that when anda were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No lebih time for homework, just sit back and do the things I Cinta to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't hayun, swing me sejak my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if anda destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't hayun, swing me sejak my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if anda destroy me.
No matter how much anda wish for lebih it happens like the jam glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test sejak our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test sejak our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?