I don’t want to get up. Why would I even think about it, at four AM on a Saturday? I don’t know. Something just calls. Scorpio, it whispers, Come to me. Come to me, and u will be free.
Who are you? Where do I go? I call out sleepily. The shout is only in my head, but I feel it goes out into the darkness all the same.
You will know, Scorpio. u will know what to do. Go to the river, it beckons. So I teeter down the stairs, fully clothed, in a dreamlike state.
What kind of crazy person am I? I ask myself. Not an unreasonable question, considering I’m going to a river because a voice in my head told me to. This is the kind of thinking that sends u to an insane asylum. But still, I plod forward, opening the door quietly, and stepping over our threshold. Barefoot.
Wandering down the street, I see the moon shining over me, above me, in the sky. I am following the moon, closer to the universe than ever before. Soon, I am standing on the top, boven of The Bridge Over Skywater.
The Skywater River was named in Native American times, my father told me when I was young. Back then, it was called, “Buegoneguig”, which is Chippewa for “hole in the sky”. I guess they held ceremonies here of something. I would. Anyone would, had they seen the way the stars sparkled on its surface that night. It was like the sky was calling to me. The water called with it. Together, they beckoned me out onto the water.
I stood on the edge of the bridge, my toes curled around the edge. I let the power of the night lap over me, like the water at the river’s banks. And I dove.
I didn’t think, I just jumped. The cold water engulfed me. The light of the moon shone upon me as I resurfaced, feeling stronger than I ever had. The river’s pull didn’t seem to try and take me anywhere, just freezing this moment, perfect, of a girl in a river under a silver sky.
Who are you? Where do I go? I call out sleepily. The shout is only in my head, but I feel it goes out into the darkness all the same.
You will know, Scorpio. u will know what to do. Go to the river, it beckons. So I teeter down the stairs, fully clothed, in a dreamlike state.
What kind of crazy person am I? I ask myself. Not an unreasonable question, considering I’m going to a river because a voice in my head told me to. This is the kind of thinking that sends u to an insane asylum. But still, I plod forward, opening the door quietly, and stepping over our threshold. Barefoot.
Wandering down the street, I see the moon shining over me, above me, in the sky. I am following the moon, closer to the universe than ever before. Soon, I am standing on the top, boven of The Bridge Over Skywater.
The Skywater River was named in Native American times, my father told me when I was young. Back then, it was called, “Buegoneguig”, which is Chippewa for “hole in the sky”. I guess they held ceremonies here of something. I would. Anyone would, had they seen the way the stars sparkled on its surface that night. It was like the sky was calling to me. The water called with it. Together, they beckoned me out onto the water.
I stood on the edge of the bridge, my toes curled around the edge. I let the power of the night lap over me, like the water at the river’s banks. And I dove.
I didn’t think, I just jumped. The cold water engulfed me. The light of the moon shone upon me as I resurfaced, feeling stronger than I ever had. The river’s pull didn’t seem to try and take me anywhere, just freezing this moment, perfect, of a girl in a river under a silver sky.
My brain is nowhere, my eyes are hungry,
Devouring the warm oranje sky.
It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.
I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,
Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.
My dance is like the leaves.
Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.
Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.
Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.
The colors of fire, burning at different tempos.
The colors of emotion, striking the hart-, hart under the skin.
The colors of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.
Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,
And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
Devouring the warm oranje sky.
It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.
I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,
Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.
My dance is like the leaves.
Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.
Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.
Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.
The colors of fire, burning at different tempos.
The colors of emotion, striking the hart-, hart under the skin.
The colors of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.
Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,
And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
In the darkness,
No one is here for me.
I feel lonely,
And my feet tremble.
The grads have gone,
Some my closest friends...
Remember the times that we had?
We let them slip door when things got bad.
Remember the times...
When we shared a sno-cone
When we cried together
When we laughed together
When we jumped in the pool
All in unison.
It's funny how I feel so much
But I cannot say a word.
I will remember you.
u will always be in my heart.
u have gegeven me so many memories
To last.
u are a handprint on my heart.
It cannot be erased.
u motivate me.
u are what I can do today.
u are an amazing person.
u are what I am today.
All that I am today is because of you.
u will never leave my heart,
Even if u do leave me in life.
No one is here for me.
I feel lonely,
And my feet tremble.
The grads have gone,
Some my closest friends...
Remember the times that we had?
We let them slip door when things got bad.
Remember the times...
When we shared a sno-cone
When we cried together
When we laughed together
When we jumped in the pool
All in unison.
It's funny how I feel so much
But I cannot say a word.
I will remember you.
u will always be in my heart.
u have gegeven me so many memories
To last.
u are a handprint on my heart.
It cannot be erased.
u motivate me.
u are what I can do today.
u are an amazing person.
u are what I am today.
All that I am today is because of you.
u will never leave my heart,
Even if u do leave me in life.
Idea #1
A group of vrienden try to hide their biggest secret. A secret that could send them to jail r worse the electric chair. They kill, kidnap, and trick those who try to find out the secret. No one should know the truth about them.
Idea #2
The parents of five vrienden share a similar secret. These parents will not tell their daughters of even admit to them that there is a secret. When the girls find their parents old yearbook, their conspiracies about their parents begin.
Idea #3
After receive death threats, three best vrienden are forced to verplaats out of the state. When trouble continues at their new home, the boys are angry so they figure out the reason for the threats.
A group of vrienden try to hide their biggest secret. A secret that could send them to jail r worse the electric chair. They kill, kidnap, and trick those who try to find out the secret. No one should know the truth about them.
Idea #2
The parents of five vrienden share a similar secret. These parents will not tell their daughters of even admit to them that there is a secret. When the girls find their parents old yearbook, their conspiracies about their parents begin.
Idea #3
After receive death threats, three best vrienden are forced to verplaats out of the state. When trouble continues at their new home, the boys are angry so they figure out the reason for the threats.
Here u are
On a road
Gone so far
Nowhere to go
You've hurt so bad
Wishing it to end
Don't hold back
Just trust me
Close your eyes
And choose your path
One is good
And one is bad
Just hold on tight
You've got to choose
It's whats right
u cannot lose
Take a step
It will not hurt
Your at a crossroad
u can't desert
Trust me child
For u will see
How it is ment to be
Hold your breath
And take that step
It won't be hard to do
And soon you'll be filled with love
Comfort and hope too
Something I came up with.Please comment!!!
On a road
Gone so far
Nowhere to go
You've hurt so bad
Wishing it to end
Don't hold back
Just trust me
Close your eyes
And choose your path
One is good
And one is bad
Just hold on tight
You've got to choose
It's whats right
u cannot lose
Take a step
It will not hurt
Your at a crossroad
u can't desert
Trust me child
For u will see
How it is ment to be
Hold your breath
And take that step
It won't be hard to do
And soon you'll be filled with love
Comfort and hope too
Something I came up with.Please comment!!!
Class ended. As I walked out of the classroom, I still felt sick. I went to my locker and put my stuff away. As I turned around, two tall 11th graders stood in front of me. One of them zei "Let's play a game! Its called 'Bully The New Girl'!" My hart-, hart trembled with fear. My hands glowed a little black. I quietly zei "Go away. u do not want me to hurt you." I guess one heard me, he zei "Ohh! Im so scared! Heh, now, no meer stalling!" Just he was about to stempel, punch me, Bruno grabbed his hand. And zei fiercely " Do not hurt her. of I will hurt you!" Bruno squeezed his hand. The boy screamed loudly. Everyone looked at him. And the two boys ran away with fear. I zei " Bruno! How did u do that?" The voice screamed in my head, "He's the one, he's the helper" and he replied "Uhhhhh. I know karate?" I laughed nicely. He smiled warmly. Then zei "Ugh, I think I'm gonna puke!" He took me to the girl's bathroom and ran upstairs to get back to class.
hi to anyone who is reading this now. my name is lauren and i am currently only 14. i love to write and read, but im finding it hard to come up with ideas. i was hoping that some people could give me ideas on what kind of stories they like and a basic plot and i could expand on the idea. if i did write one i would post it on here, door chapter and u would get half of the credit, lol. of course if u would want me to help write u write it instead of me of u would want to help me write it, around your idea, i would be fine with that. i really would appreciate any ideas i have a few but im not sure if u guys would read it, i need opinions from anyone. thanks.
A place I once trusted
A place I once believed in
A place I once loved
A place I once missed
Is coved under a masquerade
Of misery and pain
The blue in the sky is now a shade
I feel like all this time was a game
A game of sham
A game of backstabbing
A game of war
A game of fate
I feel trapped in a box
Crammed in and lonely
With nothing but locks
With no key so that it can hold me
A box of lies
A box of fear
A box of loneliness
A box of weakness
I always have a word on mind
Just a few words long
To me it seems so thoughtful and kind
To me free it isn't a dance of song
Free as the wind
Free as a bird
Free as an angel
Free as a shooting ster
The feeling will come to me
But not right now
I hope my soul can soon be free
So then I can take my final bow
A place I once believed in
A place I once loved
A place I once missed
Is coved under a masquerade
Of misery and pain
The blue in the sky is now a shade
I feel like all this time was a game
A game of sham
A game of backstabbing
A game of war
A game of fate
I feel trapped in a box
Crammed in and lonely
With nothing but locks
With no key so that it can hold me
A box of lies
A box of fear
A box of loneliness
A box of weakness
I always have a word on mind
Just a few words long
To me it seems so thoughtful and kind
To me free it isn't a dance of song
Free as the wind
Free as a bird
Free as an angel
Free as a shooting ster
The feeling will come to me
But not right now
I hope my soul can soon be free
So then I can take my final bow