When I woke up Darla was sleeping by my side. I silently slipped out of the постель, кровати and into the kitchen. There was a sudden knock on the door. "who is it?" Darla сказал(-а) rubbing her eyes. Shrugging my shoulders I opened the door. Outside was 2 two police officers. "goodmorning sorry to disturb Ты but we are looking for someone". "oh who?" Darla сказал(-а) coming to the door in a robe. The police officers pulled out a picture of a young teenager. Her hair was short brown and cut in layers. Like Darla's. Her eyes were brown. Like Darla's. And she looked 19. Like Darla. "have Ты seen her?" I replied "what is her name?" "darla, darla white." and in the corner I could plain as день see. It was Emily. I quickly turned to see the window open. The curtains blowing in the wind. I yelled loudly "DARLA!" I heard the roar of a engine comming to life. And the rental car Darla had put in my name sped away. The officers raced down the hallway. I picked up my cell phone. Darla was already calling me instead of hello I yelled "WHAT THE HE'LL IS GOING ON!" I could hear her crying. "Gage please listen its Emily. She's in trouble were leaving the country." "But why!" "here's when it started in the picture Emily and I were fugiteves. Emily was in law trouble for drug dealing. When I tried to help her she just got in even еще trouble. And she drug me into her stupid drug scheme. She changed her name to Emily when we arrived in state. Now the cops are after me for evidence when all I did was help her!" I didn't know what to say. Honestly I really didn't. But what about me? I know them both so im a suspect!Then I got the courage to ask "what about Emily?" "she's behind me in a car". I had nothing in my mind then. "well, good luck farewell see Ты later bye bye". "WHAT GAGE DON'T HANG UP! I'm really sorry. And so is Emily." "I know". I flipped down my phone. I flipped on the tv. "police are looking for 19 год old Darla White and 20 год old Emily White. If Ты have any location of the convicts please call our hotline." Maybe i should call?
Alone!
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright оранжевый tan
But then one день she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The Далее день at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a Главная tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had сказал(-а)
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do Ты think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright оранжевый tan
But then one день she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The Далее день at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a Главная tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had сказал(-а)
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do Ты think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
You
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing Ты whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize Ты are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift Ты once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 минуты later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing Ты whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize Ты are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift Ты once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 минуты later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
your mistakes don't define you, now. they don't tell Ты who you're not, или who Ты can never be. what's it take to get Ты to say you'll try? you've got to live this life like it's the only one you've got. what would Ты say, what would Ты do, if this was your last day? so, Ты found out today that life's not the same. not quite as good as yesterday.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think Ты need to know that, of all the Цвета that Ты shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. Ты should think about what Ты do, befor Ты do it, over and over again. i know Ты feel alone, that know one can figure Ты out, but Ты sould know that we just Любовь to see Ты smile.i know Ты feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help Ты come back.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think Ты need to know that, of all the Цвета that Ты shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. Ты should think about what Ты do, befor Ты do it, over and over again. i know Ты feel alone, that know one can figure Ты out, but Ты sould know that we just Любовь to see Ты smile.i know Ты feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help Ты come back.
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If Ты don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
Ты and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My Друзья had to like Ты a lot
and Ты felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
Ты think you're mr. I'm so cool
but Ты used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people Ты love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made Ты feel much better.
But the fight we had,
Ты сказал(-а) was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell Ты gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
Ты and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My Друзья had to like Ты a lot
and Ты felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
Ты think you're mr. I'm so cool
but Ты used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people Ты love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made Ты feel much better.
But the fight we had,
Ты сказал(-а) was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell Ты gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Man With No Eyes Collection (1): The Actor
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the трон that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if Ты liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the трон that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if Ты liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)