**6 months later...***
Bride laughed and giggled as I bounced her on my leg; just another dag at the park. It was summer, finally, a break from school. I guess I was looking vooruit, voorwaarts to being a sophomore. School wasn't that bad anymore now that I had my friends. Felicity wasn't that bad either. We're not exactly the greatest of friends, but we can tolerate each other now. Also, Trace and I started dating. It was great; he's really sweet and funny. I couldn't ask for a better guy.
"Come on, Harley! Gail zei to be home pagina door three!" Aspen called. Everyone else was already at the sidewalk, starting on their way home. I ran up to catch up to them.
We got home, right at about the time we were supposed to. Gail was reading on the porchswing, with Sky at her feet. I looked off into the distance. There weren't many houses around here. The closest house was down the street, but u could still actually see it from our house. That house had been up for sale for quite a while. Only then did I notice the "sold" sign there. Huh.
"Hey, girls," Gail smiled from the porch. Even though she's now our legal mother, we all still call her Gail. It'd just be weird calling her "Mom." Still, I love her like I would a mother. I smiled. "Who wants to help me with dinner?" She didn't have to ask. She always has Scout and I help with dinner, while the younger kids play in the house of backyard.
After a nice meal of meatloaf (*couch cough*), Gail set out bowls of mint ice cream; the perfect dessert.
"Did u see that house sold?" Gail asked. We nodded. "Did u meet the family yet?"
"No," Scout answered. Gail smiled.
"Well then, when u girls are done eating, why don't we go say hi?" she suggested. We shrugged. Once we were done, we headed on over to the house. I furrowed my eyes at the car in the driveway. It seemed familiar.... We knocked on the door. It opened.
My hart-, hart practically burst out of my chest right then and there.
"Nikolai!!" I shouted. I jumped up and wrapped my arms around his neck. He laughed.
"Hey there!" Carmine and Reed emerged from the inside of the house. I couldn't believe it!
"Carmine! Reed! What're u guys doing here?!" My face hurt from smiling so huge.
"We decided we needed a change," Nikolai said.
"And we saved up enough money for a house," Carmine added.
"So we thought we'd verplaats out into the country, away from all the city crap," Reed finished. I felt like I was going to explode from happiness overload! This as just amazing! Not even in a million years would I have thought I'd be able to have all the people I loved together with me.
"Well, aren't u guys gonna come in?" Carmine smiled. We went in, and were gegeven a tour of the house.
Now everything is perect, I corrected myself.
The End. ♥
Bride laughed and giggled as I bounced her on my leg; just another dag at the park. It was summer, finally, a break from school. I guess I was looking vooruit, voorwaarts to being a sophomore. School wasn't that bad anymore now that I had my friends. Felicity wasn't that bad either. We're not exactly the greatest of friends, but we can tolerate each other now. Also, Trace and I started dating. It was great; he's really sweet and funny. I couldn't ask for a better guy.
"Come on, Harley! Gail zei to be home pagina door three!" Aspen called. Everyone else was already at the sidewalk, starting on their way home. I ran up to catch up to them.
We got home, right at about the time we were supposed to. Gail was reading on the porchswing, with Sky at her feet. I looked off into the distance. There weren't many houses around here. The closest house was down the street, but u could still actually see it from our house. That house had been up for sale for quite a while. Only then did I notice the "sold" sign there. Huh.
"Hey, girls," Gail smiled from the porch. Even though she's now our legal mother, we all still call her Gail. It'd just be weird calling her "Mom." Still, I love her like I would a mother. I smiled. "Who wants to help me with dinner?" She didn't have to ask. She always has Scout and I help with dinner, while the younger kids play in the house of backyard.
After a nice meal of meatloaf (*couch cough*), Gail set out bowls of mint ice cream; the perfect dessert.
"Did u see that house sold?" Gail asked. We nodded. "Did u meet the family yet?"
"No," Scout answered. Gail smiled.
"Well then, when u girls are done eating, why don't we go say hi?" she suggested. We shrugged. Once we were done, we headed on over to the house. I furrowed my eyes at the car in the driveway. It seemed familiar.... We knocked on the door. It opened.
My hart-, hart practically burst out of my chest right then and there.
"Nikolai!!" I shouted. I jumped up and wrapped my arms around his neck. He laughed.
"Hey there!" Carmine and Reed emerged from the inside of the house. I couldn't believe it!
"Carmine! Reed! What're u guys doing here?!" My face hurt from smiling so huge.
"We decided we needed a change," Nikolai said.
"And we saved up enough money for a house," Carmine added.
"So we thought we'd verplaats out into the country, away from all the city crap," Reed finished. I felt like I was going to explode from happiness overload! This as just amazing! Not even in a million years would I have thought I'd be able to have all the people I loved together with me.
"Well, aren't u guys gonna come in?" Carmine smiled. We went in, and were gegeven a tour of the house.
Now everything is perect, I corrected myself.
The End. ♥
I'm setting here looking at a paused televisie screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be of are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do u think about this journal entry that i just wrote u need to think about what i zei and give me your best anwsers that u can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be of are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do u think about this journal entry that i just wrote u need to think about what i zei and give me your best anwsers that u can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
Why, do things have to be so hard
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
door an old friend
door an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed door my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
door an old friend
door an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed door my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
Hate.Disappointment.Regret.They all make up some of the worst thing in our lives...then why can't we just give it up?Give it up and just throw all our problems away?The answer is simple because this,this is reality not a fairytale of some fiction story,where the writer can just have their way over their characters like puppets.No.Not at all in reality does one have their way to control their life of the lies that people tell them.There's no stopping your troubles in life of changing the regret you've made in the past ...it's life.
such a waste, my life whole life is a fake!...but im sure ive been a thorn inside of you...that's torn at u for years. but, sometimes i can taste how bitter i've become...& its meer then i can bare. sometimes i pray for someone to blow me away. just make it quick, but let it burn...so i can feel the pain thats torn at me for years. i can't be held responsable, 'cause this is all so new to me. can i...leave my pain behind?
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what u DO with the gift of life, that determends who u are. the pain u feel...its normal. let it go.
u think?
yes. u need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
u can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what u DO with the gift of life, that determends who u are. the pain u feel...its normal. let it go.
u think?
yes. u need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
u can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...