I opened the window, and slid my self through quietly. My room was dark, and the only thing I could see was my clock. It сказал(-а) 5:34 a.m. I had managed to make it back before 6:00, when my family was getting back.
I walked over to my bedside table, and turned on my lamp. I jumped back when I saw Aunt Rose sitting on my bed.
"What are Ты doing here?" I stepped back and set my bag on the таблица beside me.
"I knew that something was up, so I came back. And when Ты weren't home, I waited for you." She remained on my постель, кровати with her hands in her lap.
I looked down, and rubbed my hand on my head.
"I had sex." I blurted out. I felt so guilty, it was almost like she knew I did something stupid.
"I know." She smiled a little and then walked over to me.
"You smell like liquor." She сказал(-а) as she wrapped her arms around me. I began to sob into her shoulder.
"I'm so sorry." I wish this could have happened without all the guilt.
"There is nothing to apologize for. I don't believe in sex before marriage, but with Ты and Jake, Ты know you'll always be with each other." She rubbed her hands around in circles on my back.
I stepped back and wiped the mascara stains from my face.
"Please don't tell them." I looked at her eyes and knew she would keep my secret.
"You need some rest if they are going to believe Ты were here." She hugged me one еще time before leaving my room and closing my door.
My skin was saved for a while, until I, Ты know, blabbed.
I walked over to my bedside table, and turned on my lamp. I jumped back when I saw Aunt Rose sitting on my bed.
"What are Ты doing here?" I stepped back and set my bag on the таблица beside me.
"I knew that something was up, so I came back. And when Ты weren't home, I waited for you." She remained on my постель, кровати with her hands in her lap.
I looked down, and rubbed my hand on my head.
"I had sex." I blurted out. I felt so guilty, it was almost like she knew I did something stupid.
"I know." She smiled a little and then walked over to me.
"You smell like liquor." She сказал(-а) as she wrapped her arms around me. I began to sob into her shoulder.
"I'm so sorry." I wish this could have happened without all the guilt.
"There is nothing to apologize for. I don't believe in sex before marriage, but with Ты and Jake, Ты know you'll always be with each other." She rubbed her hands around in circles on my back.
I stepped back and wiped the mascara stains from my face.
"Please don't tell them." I looked at her eyes and knew she would keep my secret.
"You need some rest if they are going to believe Ты were here." She hugged me one еще time before leaving my room and closing my door.
My skin was saved for a while, until I, Ты know, blabbed.
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''Everybody wants to know where his гороховый, горох пальто came from!'' exclaims the costumer. Unfortunately, it is a one-of-a-kind piece (er, sort of: three to four were made for filming purposes) which Chuck herself crafted after not being able to find the perfect one. ''We needed the right fit, [and] I couldn't find anything in the right shade of gray,'' she recalls. ''Catherine [Hardwicke, the director] is really big on back story for her characters and anything that can help that, even if it's in a texture или color of clothes.'' After considering ''probably 20 swatches,'' Chuck went with one from Mood Fabrics and based her final Дизайн on a combination of other styles of гороховый, горох coats. In the end, his turned out as ''a classic shape with a modern twist.''
''Everybody wants to know where his гороховый, горох пальто came from!'' exclaims the costumer. Unfortunately, it is a one-of-a-kind piece (er, sort of: three to four were made for filming purposes) which Chuck herself crafted after not being able to find the perfect one. ''We needed the right fit, [and] I couldn't find anything in the right shade of gray,'' she recalls. ''Catherine [Hardwicke, the director] is really big on back story for her characters and anything that can help that, even if it's in a texture или color of clothes.'' After considering ''probably 20 swatches,'' Chuck went with one from Mood Fabrics and based her final Дизайн on a combination of other styles of гороховый, горох coats. In the end, his turned out as ''a classic shape with a modern twist.''
im in the devils playground
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell