I wish that my mother was here that stupid drunk driver had never been born it was my fault that she died that she is now six feet under the ground . I remember that night like it was yesterday I had snuck out with my Friends to go to this party down town . Things got out control I called my mom from the side of the road for my mother to come get me one of the guys from the party zoomed down the road and hit my mother head on . I saw it I was right out side the car I saw the red hot metal cut into my mother flesh ending her life with one feel-swoop like the cut of a blade. The ones who should have gotten hurt walk away with out a scratch while my mom the one who Cinta me and cared for me lay in the heap of twist and mater metal her blood decorating the scene. Her eyes that had always gave me strength now had none for herself . I ran to her and took her bloody hand in mine her eyes made there way to me her blue the ones she had gave me life the life of the women who when her mom died berkata carry on berkata she had life now she will see heaven see god . Those eyes looked at me Lost and alone she took her last breath I held her hand she took her last intake of breath. She whispered “ I Cinta anda Samantha” “ Mom please don’t leave me” I shrieked “ I never will I will always be with you” with her eyes went blanked and she was gone like wind anda couldn’t hold on to her she always wished to be free now she was from me . “MOM , MOM NO anda CAN’T GO NO, NO , NOO !” I screamed to sky . I could no longer hold her in my arms atau laugh with her atau see her smile atau know what she saw in life . Jesus take care of her of my mom let her be free.
I open my eyes as me and my dad a middle age with dark Chocolate color hair with white streaks that showed his age and wisdom . The dark circles under his eyes he hasn’t slept in weeks he miss mom just like I did. He always wore one of those two piece Suits all business and no play makes daddy a boring boy . After moms death dad thought we should alih so he being the owner of this business called hexes corp. moved the main head cores to this town on the outside of New York he got us this big house . Which is stupid when it will only be the two of us. We really haven’t talk since moms death mom was like the glue she kept us together with her gone we were falling apart. I know we wouldn’t make it but I have too try right that’s what mom would have tried I know that , I know that.
Dad pulled us into this drive way it was a house not a utama just a house . anda know that saying utama is were the hati, tengah-tengah is will my hati, tengah-tengah was three hundred miles away back in Montana in that small two story house the color of red with white trim with white pengatup downs the bungkus, balut around porch with the rocking chair that me and my mom use to spend jam talking on. The open flied where the Kuda ran free where I would go down to the pond and skip stones. This house was cold it was made out of old wood maybe pine atau oak with those craving into the side it looked like a old mansion “home sweet utama Samantha” “ the name is Sam , John .” I yelled stomping up the walkway into the cold unfeeling house. Dad has told me I had change after moms death and I had in the few short months I had change from being this happy child that wore dresses now I had cut my night dark brown hair and dressed different then ever training my girly dress for jeans and cages.
This house had this furniture that looked like it belonged in 1920 not in 2010 all of he furniture had this emas brownish tent. The room it was in was huge there was not one thing that looked like it was for a normal human. From the sky a huge chandler hung made of old glass and crystal with emas mixes in ,On the other of the room was a grand stair case the railing made out of emas tent wood . I walk up this two grand of stair that belong in a movie not here. Dad told me my house on the other ended of the hall. I open the door the room had a dinding full of all my Muzik and buku and Filem the walls were paint this dark color of purple the dinding that faces out had a balcony with purple drape in front of the doors to the balcony. There is dark wood floor in the middle was the katil it was build into the floor it was covered with black and purple. One dinding was cover with band poster that went from the bahagian, atas from the bottom.
I put my stuff on the floor then went down to see my dad looking over work papers he is ghost of a man without mom he was nothing atau that is what it looked like to me . “I’m ordering pizza John anda want some” “sure” he berkata not looking up. That the last talk we had all night .
That the first night I had these dreams it was a dark cold forest this girl running from someone I could not see her she wore heave midnight black cape a hud, hood pulled up over her head she flew though the pokok as if it were her life on the line there was howls of Anjing no Serigala white like awan on legs but there eyes were as dark as night like they would take anda in if anda looked at them to long with them was these white men jumping from pokok to pokok all I could she was there faces there hair was white as the face of death there eyes were yellow like the sun black was cover over them my eyes went back to the girl she fell to the ground her cape being pulled off herby a pokok revealing a crimson red dress looked medieval with a emas chain raped around her waist with a rube gem buckle with a emas kalung then her face she looked like me her bight blue eye that looked like the color of the sea her hair with every shade of brown she wore a crown that looked like it was emas twig twine together the fear in her eyes was huge she pulled her self up and ran she cleared the forest and was on this plain
then I open my eyes the dawn came though the window hitting my face I crawled out of the katil and made my way to the closet and donned my shredded jeans putting chains and black long shelve then my leather vest and last black leather boots. Me thinking that make up was a waste of time I grabbed my black side bag I marched down the stairs and out to my car a black mustang with purple race stripes.
My new school was in the middle of town it was a huge two story it was made out of three buildings all spaced out over the land . The world was stupid. I had to pull myself out my car trying to think of a reason to stay in the car to stay in her little bubble of her old world not to enter the new horrid one, but she went unwilling. The office was like every other one it was painted in this off green the meja cut the angkasa in haft the women behind the meja was blond she wore this silly merah jambu dress with a emas tali pinggang raped around her middle with a white sweater her make up was way to heave she looked lebih like a clown not a women .she looked at me with a smile that was about to make her face perpecahan, berpecah in haft that would be funny . “hi anda must be the new girl Sam right the daughter of John Smart the owner of hexes corp.”
“yes that is me I just need my schedule”
“oh of course let me get that”
She shoved thought piles of papers she was a Barbie with the same brain amount . She pulled it at the bottom with smile left me. My schedule was-
English - Mrs. Huey - 203 - building 2
Physics - Mr. Cheyenne - 136 - building 1
Algebra 2 - Mrs. Christian - 236 - building 2
Social Studies- Mr. Fisher - 145 - building 1
Lunch (may leave grounds)
Free Period
Myths and Legends - Mr. Potter - 385 - building 3
Art : Free Life - Mrs. Stewart - bahagian, atas of perpustakaan
Huh Myths and Legends what in the world is that I have never even heard of this class why would have a class like that . Whatever !!! I can tell I going to hate this place I know it. As I walk the office doors the parking lot had begun to fill. I followed the crowd into the halls of the school the halls were white with the every now and then poster telling anda about such and such test atau this atau that club atau about this game. I made my way to 203 for the Cinta of all English . The room had been painted the walls were red with this black branch like thing going around the room with word on the end of them like they were the leaves thing like “ to be atau not be that is the question” “never kill a mocking bird” and” I have not come to praise caser but to kill caser for the good men do often is buried with Bones but evil live on after” . Even titles like “ The Scarlet Letter” “ The Cat on The Tin Roof” “Frankenstein” and “Pride and Prejudice”. There wasn’t any meja but a bulatan sofa, kerusi panjang around the three walls in front of the class. Was a big wooden meja with paper all over it with Krismas light net draped in front of the meja in the Warna of red, pink, white, and black. Behind it in a red rolling chair sat what must be Mrs. Huey she had straight brown hair and hazel green eyes she was wearing a black long shelve t-shirt on bahagian, atas she wore a rolling stone konsert baju with there logo a pair of lips and teeth with a tongue sticking out. Then a pair of jeans with holes faded and a pair of neon red Converse and black string.
“Hello anda must be Samantha”
“ I go sejak Sam”
“Ok Sam it is anda can call me Jess atau Jessica .I know it odd to call a teacher sejak there first name, but I’m lebih of a easy going women so anda can talk to me about anything ,anything at all.”
“Cool”
“So just take a kerusi, tempat duduk anywhere”
I went over to one of the arm rest side far end of the room lean on it with my back throwing sejak bag off to the end of couch. The class came running to the room a girl with long black hair in red checker pants with Queens baju black high heels head phones in her ear way to load. She put down a green side bag with Queens, Rolling Stones, Journey, and merah jambu patches covering the front put over all of it was the Unrated in big black and red outlined.
“What atau who is Unrated?”
“That is my band we are Unrated because no one can handle it.”
“ I bet I can”
“Ha you’re my kind of gal, what is your name?”
“Sam , Sam Smart .You?”
“Scotty Van”
“Cool name”
“Thanks I like it always have.”
At that time Jess .a.k.a. Mrs. Huey stood up and everyone stop and look at her .
“Ok class we have got a new mate here her name is Sam so everyone try to say hi ok now yesterday we were talking about Shakespeare”
The rest of the two period flew sejak and I was heading out to the car when Scotty came running after me. She grabbed me sejak the arm and pulled me to a stop .
“Ha do anda want come eat with us”
“Sure” I answered “but I need to take my car how about anda jump in, and give me the directions to were ever we are going to eat”
“ok” Scotty berkata skipping her way to my passenger door I pulled out my keys out of my bag hitting the button unlocking the doors Scotty jumping in turning the radio up so loud that the car started to shake rolling my eyes hopping into the car readjusting the volume so it would not cause us hearing lose at a later age. Then Scotty yelled the directions at me “ pull out and go for two miles then take ½ miles then there will be a place with Slaven written above it anda can’t miss it” then continued to bang her head to rhyme of the band mumbling the words under her breath. I zoomed down the road taking the turn with speed before I knew it we were at Slaven the words were done in this off blue like the night then I saw her face the women from my dream the night before shaking my head getting that stupid dream out of my head. The pannle was this strong yellow out line in red just like the doors the inside was even lebih shocking then the out one dinding painted the same strong yellow but it had old recorded from bands like the Runaways, Queen, Rolling Stones. Kiss, and ACDC. They were broking up sejak paintings of things they had wings like Angel but they were blue there skin was blue dragon scales and tail like they were about to grab something. It was scary!!
Scotty grabbed my arm and pulled me to the counter “ Ha mom” Scotty yelled “ Hello baby doll ,who is this?” “ This is Sam , she just moved here.” her mom moved over to me a smile over her face she had light brown hair it had a lot of volume it almost bounced she had this creamy skin she was wearing a blank pencil skirt with this dark blue bahagian, atas her eyes were kind green eyes she wore light make up.
“Hello Sam, I’m Sara Mary Jones Scotty mom Its nice to meet you.”
“nice to meet anda too. This is a cool place”
“thank anda what do anda guys want?” pick up a pad of paper .
Scotty butted in “ we need eight Slaven here burger one with no mayo and tons of ketchup with slice onions and tomatoes , one with all the cheese anda can put on it of all kinds ,one with tons of mayo no ketchup and lettuce, one rare like it will alih if anda do something to it , one with bacon and chicken on bahagian, atas with ketchup, one with pork on top, one with that green stuff gugo ,
Then mine with two piece of cheese ,lettuce , ketchup and mayo .”
“what do anda want Sam ?”
“ I’ll take a regular”
“Ok coming right up.”
Then there was this group that came into the restrant one of them had blond hair it was cut short spiked up his tip were blood red his eyes were blood shoot he was wearing holely jeans almost in shreds with Pistol and Ros t-shirt. Another guy had a golden-white hair somehow he had white skin too his eyes were brown so off from the rest of his skinny boy. The third had auburn brown hair long down to his chin black streaks in it with eyes of blue. The seterusnya guy had dyed dark blue hair and dark blue eyes dark tan skin he was wearing all blue head to toe . The fifth man had Chocolate brown hair like my father his eyes were green. The last boy no man he midnight black hair anda know the kind of hair anda only see in movie atau read about in buku atau see in glossy magazine it went down to meet the end of his neck it even look smooth I wanted to reach out and touch it so bad handsome men look like when they become older it look like if anda ran your hand across the edge of his face it would be smooth his eyes sapphire they glowed in the light his skin was tan like he must spend a lot of time in the sun.
“there anda are guys I swear anda guys will be late for your own wedding and funeral.” Scotty yelled at the group she was crazy . The man with sapphire eyes came up to her giving her a hug “ sorry sis matt here wouldn’t stop flirting with this girl it was really sad like come on who would flirt with a girl when they don’t even know their name”
I open my eyes as me and my dad a middle age with dark Chocolate color hair with white streaks that showed his age and wisdom . The dark circles under his eyes he hasn’t slept in weeks he miss mom just like I did. He always wore one of those two piece Suits all business and no play makes daddy a boring boy . After moms death dad thought we should alih so he being the owner of this business called hexes corp. moved the main head cores to this town on the outside of New York he got us this big house . Which is stupid when it will only be the two of us. We really haven’t talk since moms death mom was like the glue she kept us together with her gone we were falling apart. I know we wouldn’t make it but I have too try right that’s what mom would have tried I know that , I know that.
Dad pulled us into this drive way it was a house not a utama just a house . anda know that saying utama is were the hati, tengah-tengah is will my hati, tengah-tengah was three hundred miles away back in Montana in that small two story house the color of red with white trim with white pengatup downs the bungkus, balut around porch with the rocking chair that me and my mom use to spend jam talking on. The open flied where the Kuda ran free where I would go down to the pond and skip stones. This house was cold it was made out of old wood maybe pine atau oak with those craving into the side it looked like a old mansion “home sweet utama Samantha” “ the name is Sam , John .” I yelled stomping up the walkway into the cold unfeeling house. Dad has told me I had change after moms death and I had in the few short months I had change from being this happy child that wore dresses now I had cut my night dark brown hair and dressed different then ever training my girly dress for jeans and cages.
This house had this furniture that looked like it belonged in 1920 not in 2010 all of he furniture had this emas brownish tent. The room it was in was huge there was not one thing that looked like it was for a normal human. From the sky a huge chandler hung made of old glass and crystal with emas mixes in ,On the other of the room was a grand stair case the railing made out of emas tent wood . I walk up this two grand of stair that belong in a movie not here. Dad told me my house on the other ended of the hall. I open the door the room had a dinding full of all my Muzik and buku and Filem the walls were paint this dark color of purple the dinding that faces out had a balcony with purple drape in front of the doors to the balcony. There is dark wood floor in the middle was the katil it was build into the floor it was covered with black and purple. One dinding was cover with band poster that went from the bahagian, atas from the bottom.
I put my stuff on the floor then went down to see my dad looking over work papers he is ghost of a man without mom he was nothing atau that is what it looked like to me . “I’m ordering pizza John anda want some” “sure” he berkata not looking up. That the last talk we had all night .
That the first night I had these dreams it was a dark cold forest this girl running from someone I could not see her she wore heave midnight black cape a hud, hood pulled up over her head she flew though the pokok as if it were her life on the line there was howls of Anjing no Serigala white like awan on legs but there eyes were as dark as night like they would take anda in if anda looked at them to long with them was these white men jumping from pokok to pokok all I could she was there faces there hair was white as the face of death there eyes were yellow like the sun black was cover over them my eyes went back to the girl she fell to the ground her cape being pulled off herby a pokok revealing a crimson red dress looked medieval with a emas chain raped around her waist with a rube gem buckle with a emas kalung then her face she looked like me her bight blue eye that looked like the color of the sea her hair with every shade of brown she wore a crown that looked like it was emas twig twine together the fear in her eyes was huge she pulled her self up and ran she cleared the forest and was on this plain
then I open my eyes the dawn came though the window hitting my face I crawled out of the katil and made my way to the closet and donned my shredded jeans putting chains and black long shelve then my leather vest and last black leather boots. Me thinking that make up was a waste of time I grabbed my black side bag I marched down the stairs and out to my car a black mustang with purple race stripes.
My new school was in the middle of town it was a huge two story it was made out of three buildings all spaced out over the land . The world was stupid. I had to pull myself out my car trying to think of a reason to stay in the car to stay in her little bubble of her old world not to enter the new horrid one, but she went unwilling. The office was like every other one it was painted in this off green the meja cut the angkasa in haft the women behind the meja was blond she wore this silly merah jambu dress with a emas tali pinggang raped around her middle with a white sweater her make up was way to heave she looked lebih like a clown not a women .she looked at me with a smile that was about to make her face perpecahan, berpecah in haft that would be funny . “hi anda must be the new girl Sam right the daughter of John Smart the owner of hexes corp.”
“yes that is me I just need my schedule”
“oh of course let me get that”
She shoved thought piles of papers she was a Barbie with the same brain amount . She pulled it at the bottom with smile left me. My schedule was-
English - Mrs. Huey - 203 - building 2
Physics - Mr. Cheyenne - 136 - building 1
Algebra 2 - Mrs. Christian - 236 - building 2
Social Studies- Mr. Fisher - 145 - building 1
Lunch (may leave grounds)
Free Period
Myths and Legends - Mr. Potter - 385 - building 3
Art : Free Life - Mrs. Stewart - bahagian, atas of perpustakaan
Huh Myths and Legends what in the world is that I have never even heard of this class why would have a class like that . Whatever !!! I can tell I going to hate this place I know it. As I walk the office doors the parking lot had begun to fill. I followed the crowd into the halls of the school the halls were white with the every now and then poster telling anda about such and such test atau this atau that club atau about this game. I made my way to 203 for the Cinta of all English . The room had been painted the walls were red with this black branch like thing going around the room with word on the end of them like they were the leaves thing like “ to be atau not be that is the question” “never kill a mocking bird” and” I have not come to praise caser but to kill caser for the good men do often is buried with Bones but evil live on after” . Even titles like “ The Scarlet Letter” “ The Cat on The Tin Roof” “Frankenstein” and “Pride and Prejudice”. There wasn’t any meja but a bulatan sofa, kerusi panjang around the three walls in front of the class. Was a big wooden meja with paper all over it with Krismas light net draped in front of the meja in the Warna of red, pink, white, and black. Behind it in a red rolling chair sat what must be Mrs. Huey she had straight brown hair and hazel green eyes she was wearing a black long shelve t-shirt on bahagian, atas she wore a rolling stone konsert baju with there logo a pair of lips and teeth with a tongue sticking out. Then a pair of jeans with holes faded and a pair of neon red Converse and black string.
“Hello anda must be Samantha”
“ I go sejak Sam”
“Ok Sam it is anda can call me Jess atau Jessica .I know it odd to call a teacher sejak there first name, but I’m lebih of a easy going women so anda can talk to me about anything ,anything at all.”
“Cool”
“So just take a kerusi, tempat duduk anywhere”
I went over to one of the arm rest side far end of the room lean on it with my back throwing sejak bag off to the end of couch. The class came running to the room a girl with long black hair in red checker pants with Queens baju black high heels head phones in her ear way to load. She put down a green side bag with Queens, Rolling Stones, Journey, and merah jambu patches covering the front put over all of it was the Unrated in big black and red outlined.
“What atau who is Unrated?”
“That is my band we are Unrated because no one can handle it.”
“ I bet I can”
“Ha you’re my kind of gal, what is your name?”
“Sam , Sam Smart .You?”
“Scotty Van”
“Cool name”
“Thanks I like it always have.”
At that time Jess .a.k.a. Mrs. Huey stood up and everyone stop and look at her .
“Ok class we have got a new mate here her name is Sam so everyone try to say hi ok now yesterday we were talking about Shakespeare”
The rest of the two period flew sejak and I was heading out to the car when Scotty came running after me. She grabbed me sejak the arm and pulled me to a stop .
“Ha do anda want come eat with us”
“Sure” I answered “but I need to take my car how about anda jump in, and give me the directions to were ever we are going to eat”
“ok” Scotty berkata skipping her way to my passenger door I pulled out my keys out of my bag hitting the button unlocking the doors Scotty jumping in turning the radio up so loud that the car started to shake rolling my eyes hopping into the car readjusting the volume so it would not cause us hearing lose at a later age. Then Scotty yelled the directions at me “ pull out and go for two miles then take ½ miles then there will be a place with Slaven written above it anda can’t miss it” then continued to bang her head to rhyme of the band mumbling the words under her breath. I zoomed down the road taking the turn with speed before I knew it we were at Slaven the words were done in this off blue like the night then I saw her face the women from my dream the night before shaking my head getting that stupid dream out of my head. The pannle was this strong yellow out line in red just like the doors the inside was even lebih shocking then the out one dinding painted the same strong yellow but it had old recorded from bands like the Runaways, Queen, Rolling Stones. Kiss, and ACDC. They were broking up sejak paintings of things they had wings like Angel but they were blue there skin was blue dragon scales and tail like they were about to grab something. It was scary!!
Scotty grabbed my arm and pulled me to the counter “ Ha mom” Scotty yelled “ Hello baby doll ,who is this?” “ This is Sam , she just moved here.” her mom moved over to me a smile over her face she had light brown hair it had a lot of volume it almost bounced she had this creamy skin she was wearing a blank pencil skirt with this dark blue bahagian, atas her eyes were kind green eyes she wore light make up.
“Hello Sam, I’m Sara Mary Jones Scotty mom Its nice to meet you.”
“nice to meet anda too. This is a cool place”
“thank anda what do anda guys want?” pick up a pad of paper .
Scotty butted in “ we need eight Slaven here burger one with no mayo and tons of ketchup with slice onions and tomatoes , one with all the cheese anda can put on it of all kinds ,one with tons of mayo no ketchup and lettuce, one rare like it will alih if anda do something to it , one with bacon and chicken on bahagian, atas with ketchup, one with pork on top, one with that green stuff gugo ,
Then mine with two piece of cheese ,lettuce , ketchup and mayo .”
“what do anda want Sam ?”
“ I’ll take a regular”
“Ok coming right up.”
Then there was this group that came into the restrant one of them had blond hair it was cut short spiked up his tip were blood red his eyes were blood shoot he was wearing holely jeans almost in shreds with Pistol and Ros t-shirt. Another guy had a golden-white hair somehow he had white skin too his eyes were brown so off from the rest of his skinny boy. The third had auburn brown hair long down to his chin black streaks in it with eyes of blue. The seterusnya guy had dyed dark blue hair and dark blue eyes dark tan skin he was wearing all blue head to toe . The fifth man had Chocolate brown hair like my father his eyes were green. The last boy no man he midnight black hair anda know the kind of hair anda only see in movie atau read about in buku atau see in glossy magazine it went down to meet the end of his neck it even look smooth I wanted to reach out and touch it so bad handsome men look like when they become older it look like if anda ran your hand across the edge of his face it would be smooth his eyes sapphire they glowed in the light his skin was tan like he must spend a lot of time in the sun.
“there anda are guys I swear anda guys will be late for your own wedding and funeral.” Scotty yelled at the group she was crazy . The man with sapphire eyes came up to her giving her a hug “ sorry sis matt here wouldn’t stop flirting with this girl it was really sad like come on who would flirt with a girl when they don’t even know their name”
The Universaty's Library (Biblioteca Joanina in portuguese)
Nicholas suddenly slid down on one knee and asked me at age 13 will anda marry me even with our age and mother and father would be against it I berkata yes. I Elizabeth {or Lizzie for short} Catherine Cromwell will soon be Lizzie Catherine Tucker in a few short months/ There was so much to do so much to plan in fact I will make a senarai of what I already know
Marriage List:
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The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of selebriti turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in tunjuk business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived sejak his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived sejak his elderly father, Pop Tart.
Is it possible to fall in Cinta with someone you’ve never met
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen atau read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my hati, tengah-tengah begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
atau logical
Though Cinta rarely is
I can’t make my hati, tengah-tengah stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one hari we could share
A Cinta that is real
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen atau read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my hati, tengah-tengah begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
atau logical
Though Cinta rarely is
I can’t make my hati, tengah-tengah stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one hari we could share
A Cinta that is real
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! anda always end up like this. Maybe anda should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face atau back. Not me!
Please e-mail me atau comment. Tell me if anda like this segment atau not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! anda always end up like this. Maybe anda should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face atau back. Not me!
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i was a normal 18 tahun old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( lebih like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i berkata " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he berkata " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he berkata " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
anda couldn't and wouldn't,
ask for anything more.
Now all anda want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
anda wish anda could help them,
through the pain,
but anda can't,
anda can only watch,
from the sky.
anda can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
anda put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
anda may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one lebih thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring anda happiness and peace.
ask for anything more.
Now all anda want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
anda wish anda could help them,
through the pain,
but anda can't,
anda can only watch,
from the sky.
anda can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
anda put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
anda may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one lebih thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring anda happiness and peace.
