The Best день Of My Life (1 of Them)
I was at my uncle's house, waiting for my mom to come back. She was picking up my siblings from school. I was 4 yours old at the time. I was in my uncle's bedroom, as usual. And I was talking to him, as usual.
"Will, who's stuffed Животные are on the bed?" I asked curiously. Of course that was a stupid question, but remember I was just a little girl. And I wasn't the brightest one eithier. My uncle spun around in his spinning chair and looked at me. "Mine. Why?" he had the nerve to ask. My uncle was the type of man that would give Ты the world if he could. He even reffered to me as his own child, and spoiled the heck outta me and my siblings. I was dying to have one of the stuffed animals. Any one. I didn't care if it was the bunny in boxers, the frog in a king's outfit, или the other one I strangely don't remember. I just wanted one. Even now before he died I loved it when he gave me a stuffed animal. I have tons from him.
I couldn't say anything. I wasn't the shy type, but I've been told tons of times not to ask anybody for anything. Plus, at that age I wasn't the best kid in the world. I was mean to him. I threw tamtrums, screamed, and once kicked him. I even refused to disobey him. But that story's for another time. The he asked the big question. "Do Ты want one?" My eyes lit up like glitter. My eyes were like the sun when he asked that. Blinding. "YES! I WANT ONE SO BADLY!" I yelled almost at the вверх of my lungs. He didn't mind giving me one. He handed me the frog in the king outfit. I was so happy that day. If I were allowed to I would've jumped on his постель, кровати in joy.
Later on that день I misplaced my new gift. My mom was Главная talking to my uncle's parents (my uncle deicded to take care of them. Don't get the wrong idea.), my sister was on my uncle'd постель, кровати laying down, watching tv. My brother was playing the gamecube. I was crying. I ran up to my uncle. "WILLIAM!" I whined. I was crying hard. I couldnt even calm down! "Why are Ты crying?" Will asked me, which made me cry harder! "I Остаться в живых MY KING FROG!!" I screamed so loudly that my sister was laughing (she can be mean sometimes)! "It's just a frog. Gosh!" My brother сказал(-а) without turning around. I cried even HARDER!
"Don't cry, we'll look for him together. Listen. I hear him crying." Will was calm the entire time. We looked everywhere and ten минуты later I found my frog under the bed. I immedietly stopped crying and hugged my uncle. I just had to. Everyone loved hugging him!
Later that day, before I left, my uncle сказал(-а) "That frog is me watching Ты when your at home." I believed him. I mean, I didn't think he was lying. I went home, happy and excited to tell my dad the whole story.
Even now I still have that frog. I took him to puerto rico with me, and even in the car when I was afraid of thunder and lighting. For those of Ты who don't know, my uncle's dead now. He passed away on January 2011 due to сердце problems. Now, my frog is on my bed, watching me sleep peacefully. I swear that if I had to sacrifice everything but 1 thing, I would keep that frog. I treasure that frog еще then anything in the world. I've grown attactched to him, and I promised myself that no matter how upset I am, I'll continue to live my life. I'll try to be happy. I'll acheive my dreams and pass school. Because I know that that's what he, the best man in the world, would want from me.
I was at my uncle's house, waiting for my mom to come back. She was picking up my siblings from school. I was 4 yours old at the time. I was in my uncle's bedroom, as usual. And I was talking to him, as usual.
"Will, who's stuffed Животные are on the bed?" I asked curiously. Of course that was a stupid question, but remember I was just a little girl. And I wasn't the brightest one eithier. My uncle spun around in his spinning chair and looked at me. "Mine. Why?" he had the nerve to ask. My uncle was the type of man that would give Ты the world if he could. He even reffered to me as his own child, and spoiled the heck outta me and my siblings. I was dying to have one of the stuffed animals. Any one. I didn't care if it was the bunny in boxers, the frog in a king's outfit, или the other one I strangely don't remember. I just wanted one. Even now before he died I loved it when he gave me a stuffed animal. I have tons from him.
I couldn't say anything. I wasn't the shy type, but I've been told tons of times not to ask anybody for anything. Plus, at that age I wasn't the best kid in the world. I was mean to him. I threw tamtrums, screamed, and once kicked him. I even refused to disobey him. But that story's for another time. The he asked the big question. "Do Ты want one?" My eyes lit up like glitter. My eyes were like the sun when he asked that. Blinding. "YES! I WANT ONE SO BADLY!" I yelled almost at the вверх of my lungs. He didn't mind giving me one. He handed me the frog in the king outfit. I was so happy that day. If I were allowed to I would've jumped on his постель, кровати in joy.
Later on that день I misplaced my new gift. My mom was Главная talking to my uncle's parents (my uncle deicded to take care of them. Don't get the wrong idea.), my sister was on my uncle'd постель, кровати laying down, watching tv. My brother was playing the gamecube. I was crying. I ran up to my uncle. "WILLIAM!" I whined. I was crying hard. I couldnt even calm down! "Why are Ты crying?" Will asked me, which made me cry harder! "I Остаться в живых MY KING FROG!!" I screamed so loudly that my sister was laughing (she can be mean sometimes)! "It's just a frog. Gosh!" My brother сказал(-а) without turning around. I cried even HARDER!
"Don't cry, we'll look for him together. Listen. I hear him crying." Will was calm the entire time. We looked everywhere and ten минуты later I found my frog under the bed. I immedietly stopped crying and hugged my uncle. I just had to. Everyone loved hugging him!
Later that day, before I left, my uncle сказал(-а) "That frog is me watching Ты when your at home." I believed him. I mean, I didn't think he was lying. I went home, happy and excited to tell my dad the whole story.
Even now I still have that frog. I took him to puerto rico with me, and even in the car when I was afraid of thunder and lighting. For those of Ты who don't know, my uncle's dead now. He passed away on January 2011 due to сердце problems. Now, my frog is on my bed, watching me sleep peacefully. I swear that if I had to sacrifice everything but 1 thing, I would keep that frog. I treasure that frog еще then anything in the world. I've grown attactched to him, and I promised myself that no matter how upset I am, I'll continue to live my life. I'll try to be happy. I'll acheive my dreams and pass school. Because I know that that's what he, the best man in the world, would want from me.
Her eyes were огонь red,
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why Ты are
mad at me.
Why Ты shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My Друзья ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why Ты are mad.
Why do Ты have to do
what Ты do to me?
Why does it give Ты
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my Друзья take action?
Why cant Ты tell me WHY?
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why Ты are
mad at me.
Why Ты shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My Друзья ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why Ты are mad.
Why do Ты have to do
what Ты do to me?
Why does it give Ты
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my Друзья take action?
Why cant Ты tell me WHY?
Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not by blood, then by what?
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, Ты ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time Письмо in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, Ты ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time Письмо in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
jamie is a beautiful girl. she has long ,blond hair,she has a розовый рубашка and dark blue jeans. she was the cousin of lindsey.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do Ты have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do Ты wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do Ты have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do Ты wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.