SAD
When I was ten years old and i was playing b-ball and i broke my foot so we waited till the volgende day,my grama tok me cuz my mom and dad had to work,so we went and got the cast.
Then my grama&me went to a store it was right volgende to wal-mart and we walked around then i had to go to the bath room,the store had no bath room,so i told my grama and she still had to pay for her stuff so she zei just go,so i walked in my bran-new crutches never used them before.
when i walked in the store i tripped on the stupid wal-mart rugg,i could not get up and i new my grama was not going to be here for like ever,it hurt really bad and i kept trying to get up,Here iam a little ten jaar old crying, tripped on her way in and people JUST WALKED on door like no one was there,i was still crying when a really tiny old lady,i mean small,came over to me and helped me up and she asked if i was ok and every thing i zei ya but can u beleave the only one who helped me was a lady who looked like she was going to fall down with me.
I never fell again in my crutches!!thank goodness!!
Funny
Ok when i was 7 year's old my papa(grandpa)had a field of cars and there was tons me and my cuz would go in look inside them, sometimes in are bare feet and thats not good in a field of cars where glass has broke and lots of little things So...
One dag my 14 jaar old aunt was babysitting and me and my cuz went out side and played race's in the cars and messed around mudd fights then as we were walking to the house we where wearing no shoes and i stepped on a big piece of glass i screamed so loud my aunt came running out telling"what's wrong,whats wrong?"
i fell back when i stepped on the glass so i just lifted up my foot and when i seen blood running down it i screamed even louder she ran to the house and got the 'TP and eend tape'
so it would stop the bleeding she carried me to the house and laid me on the divan, bank and i fell asleep....
Later i felt some one touching my foot cutting the eend tape off and then my mom and dad seen it and my dad zei "oh,thats not bad" then i sat up and it opened and my dad gaged,it started to bleed again(it was a inch deep and an inch up and down)so thay took me in (i was a small little girl)and when we got to the hosptil they gave me nothing to stop the hurting just went strait to stich's i was crying and yelling
my mom and dad could not hold me down and then they got meer nurse's to help...so i got 8 people holding me down including the doc. AND i still got my foot loose and kicked the doc. in the mouth!!lol
i was a very small and strong 7 jaar old kid!!when we got out my dad laughed!!
lol,i love this story!!!(me and my cuz were sad becuz for a week we could not go into the field)
hoped u like my story's!!
When I was ten years old and i was playing b-ball and i broke my foot so we waited till the volgende day,my grama tok me cuz my mom and dad had to work,so we went and got the cast.
Then my grama&me went to a store it was right volgende to wal-mart and we walked around then i had to go to the bath room,the store had no bath room,so i told my grama and she still had to pay for her stuff so she zei just go,so i walked in my bran-new crutches never used them before.
when i walked in the store i tripped on the stupid wal-mart rugg,i could not get up and i new my grama was not going to be here for like ever,it hurt really bad and i kept trying to get up,Here iam a little ten jaar old crying, tripped on her way in and people JUST WALKED on door like no one was there,i was still crying when a really tiny old lady,i mean small,came over to me and helped me up and she asked if i was ok and every thing i zei ya but can u beleave the only one who helped me was a lady who looked like she was going to fall down with me.
I never fell again in my crutches!!thank goodness!!
Funny
Ok when i was 7 year's old my papa(grandpa)had a field of cars and there was tons me and my cuz would go in look inside them, sometimes in are bare feet and thats not good in a field of cars where glass has broke and lots of little things So...
One dag my 14 jaar old aunt was babysitting and me and my cuz went out side and played race's in the cars and messed around mudd fights then as we were walking to the house we where wearing no shoes and i stepped on a big piece of glass i screamed so loud my aunt came running out telling"what's wrong,whats wrong?"
i fell back when i stepped on the glass so i just lifted up my foot and when i seen blood running down it i screamed even louder she ran to the house and got the 'TP and eend tape'
so it would stop the bleeding she carried me to the house and laid me on the divan, bank and i fell asleep....
Later i felt some one touching my foot cutting the eend tape off and then my mom and dad seen it and my dad zei "oh,thats not bad" then i sat up and it opened and my dad gaged,it started to bleed again(it was a inch deep and an inch up and down)so thay took me in (i was a small little girl)and when we got to the hosptil they gave me nothing to stop the hurting just went strait to stich's i was crying and yelling
my mom and dad could not hold me down and then they got meer nurse's to help...so i got 8 people holding me down including the doc. AND i still got my foot loose and kicked the doc. in the mouth!!lol
i was a very small and strong 7 jaar old kid!!when we got out my dad laughed!!
lol,i love this story!!!(me and my cuz were sad becuz for a week we could not go into the field)
hoped u like my story's!!
A tear ran down Jannet's pale cheek. David's footsteps echoed in the hall like a man's last words, and for Jannet, they were last words David will ever say to her. We never saw David again. Never. It's a hard word to handle when inlove.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" Mike screamed. The moment was so mindblowing, we forgot we were in Mikeal's orphanage. "She's not dead! She can't be dead!" The careers grabbed him door the arms, threw him to the ground and beat him. "Mike..." Jannet whispered, wiping a tear away. "Mike!" She shouted "Jane, don't interfeare, please!" I begged. It didn't work. When a spirit is enraged they have meer energy, kinda' like an adrenaline rush.
"Jannet, where are you?!" Mike shouted. "She's dead! Get over it, boy!" The Head Misstrus boomed. "LEAVE HIM!" Jannet demanded. The women stared at her in disbelif.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" Mike screamed. The moment was so mindblowing, we forgot we were in Mikeal's orphanage. "She's not dead! She can't be dead!" The careers grabbed him door the arms, threw him to the ground and beat him. "Mike..." Jannet whispered, wiping a tear away. "Mike!" She shouted "Jane, don't interfeare, please!" I begged. It didn't work. When a spirit is enraged they have meer energy, kinda' like an adrenaline rush.
"Jannet, where are you?!" Mike shouted. "She's dead! Get over it, boy!" The Head Misstrus boomed. "LEAVE HIM!" Jannet demanded. The women stared at her in disbelif.
Rosella
All this pain just inside...I cannot let it go.... It hurts so bad...Seeing the one u love in the arms of another.... Each night I cry myself to sleep,just hopeing the volgende dag will be even beter...But these words always run through my mind..."You're going to die alone".. It repetes and repetes...Pain ... Oh how it hurts so... But what makes it worse...That someone that's with the one my love ...is my rival....Time has stopped to u as your tears run down slowly on my cheek.... I've lost almost everyone in my life... It's even scary just trying to be myself....They say if u keep your feelings jared up...you'll snap... That's haven't happened to me yet... And hope it will never will. Don't keep your feelings jared up... of one dag you'll snap
I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.
'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so snel, swift
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow u take life's volgende test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not singing loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. of maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.
'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so snel, swift
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow u take life's volgende test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not singing loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. of maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
This is a song inspired door Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story geplaatst here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written door a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen angels always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken butterflies with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Written door a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen angels always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken butterflies with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Scraping at the boughs,
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
