‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting seterusnya to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains of Aretha Franklin Singing "Ain't No Way" floated through the frigid air. The heater was broken, it had always been broken. Then again, who had ever needed a heater in Florida. I shivered as the cold darkness outside seemed to creep inside the car and bungkus, balut its arms around me. The warm sunshine of Florida was long gone. Tears welled in my eyes, but I struggled against letting them spill. He couldn't know how I felt.
As Aretha asked "how cold and cruel is a man?” I blinked away my tears. I tried to slow my breathing down and be as quiet as possible. My eyes focused in on the man's right hand. I couldn’t have cared less about his left hand; it was wrapped tightly around that bottle of Jack Daniels and I was sure it would let go until Jack was bone dry. It was what was casually gripped in his left hand, the same hand that was steering the car, which mattered to me. The gun was loaded, atau so he had said. Of course, I had believed he was telling the truth. I had believed him when he held it to my head at the gas station and told me to alih to the passenger seat. I had believed him when he got in and told me he would kill me if I didn't shut my dog up. My dog...loyal devoted Jesse, who now lay in the backseat of my car with a bullet in his head. Something caught in my throat; a mixture of sorrow and disgust. He'd lied to me, that bastard. He'd berkata he'd kill ME if I didn't shut Jesse up. He'd lied. He'd lied and shot Jesse instead. I trembled again, but not from the cold. The tears trickling down my face were no longer tears of fear.
The car came to a stop. I looked ke hadapan and watched as a train rumbled past in front of us. The train engineer had no idea, no idea that for the past twelve hours I had been a prisoner in my own car, held captive sejak some crazed and drunken madman. It was at that moment, as I watched the locomotive rumble past, that something snapped. Maybe it was being so close to people who could help, but I was longer in fear of this cold, cruel man who sat seterusnya too me. I reached over and grabbed the nearly empty whiskey bottle out of the man's hands. His reflexes were slow, impaired sejak the alcohol rushing through his blood. He had barely registered the sound of broken glass before blood began pouring down his face from the gash in his head. The gun slipped from his fingers onto the floor. He grabbed his head and looked over at me, disbelief and shock pooling up inside his eyes. I reached over, opened his door and with one fluid movement, pushed him outside onto the Frozen ground. With Aretha Franklin crooning about how "it ain't no way," I pulled myself into the driver's seat, being careful to avoid the gun that lay on the floor. I put the car in reverse and hit the gas. The car shot backwards and the lone figure of a man laying on the ground appeared in front of me, illuminated sejak the car's headlights. My foot pressed down on the brake, almost of its own accord. I glanced in the backseat at the unmoving figure of my sweet and beloved dog, who had never hurt anyone and who had only been barking to try and protect me. My hand mechanically put the car in drive. The train rumbled off into the distance and I was now all alone. Alone with him. I hit the gas pedal. As I felt the car connect with his body, only one thought appeared in my head. ‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’
As Aretha asked "how cold and cruel is a man?” I blinked away my tears. I tried to slow my breathing down and be as quiet as possible. My eyes focused in on the man's right hand. I couldn’t have cared less about his left hand; it was wrapped tightly around that bottle of Jack Daniels and I was sure it would let go until Jack was bone dry. It was what was casually gripped in his left hand, the same hand that was steering the car, which mattered to me. The gun was loaded, atau so he had said. Of course, I had believed he was telling the truth. I had believed him when he held it to my head at the gas station and told me to alih to the passenger seat. I had believed him when he got in and told me he would kill me if I didn't shut my dog up. My dog...loyal devoted Jesse, who now lay in the backseat of my car with a bullet in his head. Something caught in my throat; a mixture of sorrow and disgust. He'd lied to me, that bastard. He'd berkata he'd kill ME if I didn't shut Jesse up. He'd lied. He'd lied and shot Jesse instead. I trembled again, but not from the cold. The tears trickling down my face were no longer tears of fear.
The car came to a stop. I looked ke hadapan and watched as a train rumbled past in front of us. The train engineer had no idea, no idea that for the past twelve hours I had been a prisoner in my own car, held captive sejak some crazed and drunken madman. It was at that moment, as I watched the locomotive rumble past, that something snapped. Maybe it was being so close to people who could help, but I was longer in fear of this cold, cruel man who sat seterusnya too me. I reached over and grabbed the nearly empty whiskey bottle out of the man's hands. His reflexes were slow, impaired sejak the alcohol rushing through his blood. He had barely registered the sound of broken glass before blood began pouring down his face from the gash in his head. The gun slipped from his fingers onto the floor. He grabbed his head and looked over at me, disbelief and shock pooling up inside his eyes. I reached over, opened his door and with one fluid movement, pushed him outside onto the Frozen ground. With Aretha Franklin crooning about how "it ain't no way," I pulled myself into the driver's seat, being careful to avoid the gun that lay on the floor. I put the car in reverse and hit the gas. The car shot backwards and the lone figure of a man laying on the ground appeared in front of me, illuminated sejak the car's headlights. My foot pressed down on the brake, almost of its own accord. I glanced in the backseat at the unmoving figure of my sweet and beloved dog, who had never hurt anyone and who had only been barking to try and protect me. My hand mechanically put the car in drive. The train rumbled off into the distance and I was now all alone. Alone with him. I hit the gas pedal. As I felt the car connect with his body, only one thought appeared in my head. ‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’
this is my first story that i made on here i'm still decideing if i want to make lebih of this book atau not i am still decideing on a tittle name.please do not hesitate to criticize i need it.thank anda <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 I Taylor Ann Smith was not happy.I was very mad.How dare them! i thought angrily to myself.how dare them decide who i marry!.this all happened when i came down for breakfast."Good morning mother,good morning farther."i berkata happily.Mother was cooking eggs and roti bakar while father was waiting."Hello darling"said Mother cheerfully as she sat a plate of eggs and roti bakar in front of me."good morning taylor" farther answered. his plate."what's happening today?"i asked still eating."well.. mom started looked unconfertable...we decided who anda were to marry"."What!" i cried almost chocking on my food.
Glance the other way
Rip your hati, tengah-tengah out
I just don't care anymore
You're useless
And uncaring
anda know nothing!
Yet anda pretend anda do
You're a pretender
A pretender is just a liar in disguise
A pretender is a faker
A pretender hides
A pretender is a maker
Of the dark abyss
anda told me once
I told anda twice
Now what?
Do we forget the past?
Live for the future?
atau remember and continue on our path?
...Decisions...Decisions...
Left atau right?
Up atau down?
Wrong atau right?
Please give me the answer
For I do not know
Right and wrong any longer
Rip your hati, tengah-tengah out
I just don't care anymore
You're useless
And uncaring
anda know nothing!
Yet anda pretend anda do
You're a pretender
A pretender is just a liar in disguise
A pretender is a faker
A pretender hides
A pretender is a maker
Of the dark abyss
anda told me once
I told anda twice
Now what?
Do we forget the past?
Live for the future?
atau remember and continue on our path?
...Decisions...Decisions...
Left atau right?
Up atau down?
Wrong atau right?
Please give me the answer
For I do not know
Right and wrong any longer
Chapter 4: Sunny day
These were the days of peace and happiness.
Days were spent in peace and love.
Jack loved his job, even though he wasn't that patient with children who didn't pay attention on his classes.
But, he knew. He was doing something
important, something useful.
And most of all, he knew that his lovely wife
and beautiful little Gwenny were waiting for him
at home.
Dana was amazing at kitchen.
Jack loved everything she made.
One happy family they were.
Like every morning, Jack would go to work,
and Dana would make a breakfast and some coffee to wake them up.
Morning coffee was something wonderful
for both of them.
After having breakfast, Jack would drink coffee
with Dana, looking at her with the same gentle
and passionate Cinta that never fades.
"I'll see anda later, darling." - Jack berkata and
went to work.
Dana was still sitting and enjoying in the coffee,
watching through the window the sunlight.
She could smell the Bunga that were growing
in the yard.
These were the days of peace and happiness.
Days were spent in peace and love.
Jack loved his job, even though he wasn't that patient with children who didn't pay attention on his classes.
But, he knew. He was doing something
important, something useful.
And most of all, he knew that his lovely wife
and beautiful little Gwenny were waiting for him
at home.
Dana was amazing at kitchen.
Jack loved everything she made.
One happy family they were.
Like every morning, Jack would go to work,
and Dana would make a breakfast and some coffee to wake them up.
Morning coffee was something wonderful
for both of them.
After having breakfast, Jack would drink coffee
with Dana, looking at her with the same gentle
and passionate Cinta that never fades.
"I'll see anda later, darling." - Jack berkata and
went to work.
Dana was still sitting and enjoying in the coffee,
watching through the window the sunlight.
She could smell the Bunga that were growing
in the yard.
I lied
I lied to them and got caught
I confessed up and told them the truth
but they get lebih upset
I walk down the dark hallway
into my lonely empty room
I lie on my bed, thinking
I go to alih and I can't
I fall down
pain shooting threw me
they walk in
saying I'm faking to make them feel bad
they walk out
leaving me on the ground
crying out in pain
I finally give up
crawl over to the closet
get the gun and cocked it
put it to my temple and pulled the trigger
life...filled with hate
I've chased down all my demons
but it wasn't enough
mistreated,misplaced,misunderstood.
I lied to them and got caught
I confessed up and told them the truth
but they get lebih upset
I walk down the dark hallway
into my lonely empty room
I lie on my bed, thinking
I go to alih and I can't
I fall down
pain shooting threw me
they walk in
saying I'm faking to make them feel bad
they walk out
leaving me on the ground
crying out in pain
I finally give up
crawl over to the closet
get the gun and cocked it
put it to my temple and pulled the trigger
life...filled with hate
I've chased down all my demons
but it wasn't enough
mistreated,misplaced,misunderstood.
I keep my rhythm
I tap in time,
My Muzik is my world
An angry beat inside.
It can crash like a waterfall
atau gradually trickle down,
It can make anda laugh and cry
That powerful sound.
My headphones on my head
The lyrics flowing though,
Filling up my brain
Muzik is the Makanan I chew.
It can be beautiful, strange
Crazy and cool,
I couldn't live without music
There's a style to suit all.
Muzik is like a brand new life
Jumping around your mind,
Each instrument that is played
Is an ingredient to find.
There's nothing quite like music
There's nothing quite like me,
anda can always find a friend in music
Muzik will always be.
I tap in time,
My Muzik is my world
An angry beat inside.
It can crash like a waterfall
atau gradually trickle down,
It can make anda laugh and cry
That powerful sound.
My headphones on my head
The lyrics flowing though,
Filling up my brain
Muzik is the Makanan I chew.
It can be beautiful, strange
Crazy and cool,
I couldn't live without music
There's a style to suit all.
Muzik is like a brand new life
Jumping around your mind,
Each instrument that is played
Is an ingredient to find.
There's nothing quite like music
There's nothing quite like me,
anda can always find a friend in music
Muzik will always be.