Part 1
Alexis walked side by side withElyon, who had been waiting patiently outside the door for her to get ready. Her shoes slapped off the ground and her long pinifor swayed by her knees, she wrapped her long arms around her upper body feeling the chill of the large building.
"You will get used to it," Elyon murmered peering in the classroom as they past them."It's normlly warmer at night, but thats in the main building, not here I'm afraid," she saidrubbing at her own goosebumps. "We arent alloeed to wear anything else butthe uniform, against pollicy...though they get to wear-" she stopped catching herself before she could go any further. Alexis stopped, notticing the slip. She waitied for ELyon to stopp and turn back before questioning her.
"They?" She сказал(-а) putting her hands on her waist. Elyon bit her bottom lip and looked around.
"We better hurry up," she сказал(-а) pulling at Alexis's shoulder. But Alexis pulled away from her grip.
"What is going on Elyon? What is it Ты are not telling me?" Elyon started to mumble that they would be late but Alexi hushed her. the truth was that they already were late, and Alexis didnt want to walk in late and new. Elyon looke dodwn at her shoes before finally looking up to stare Alexis right in the eyes.
"This isn't exactly a normal school, Alexis. There are some people that live here and are different,' She сказал(-а) playing with her fingers. ALexis scrunched up her face and shook her head.But before she could ask any еще Elyon continued. "they have these gifts, like magic...they don't wear our uniform...i dont know how to explain it..them. But the only attend for these classes, then they leave to go back to their own private building." Alexis still didn't understand.
"But how do Ты know this? How do know that they have...gifts?"Alexis asked lowering her voice. Elyon looked ashamed.
"Because should be going to that school, Alexis I was a Primrose Student!"
Sorry have to end this on here, I will be putting part 2 up tommorow.
Thanks for Чтение x
Alexis walked side by side withElyon, who had been waiting patiently outside the door for her to get ready. Her shoes slapped off the ground and her long pinifor swayed by her knees, she wrapped her long arms around her upper body feeling the chill of the large building.
"You will get used to it," Elyon murmered peering in the classroom as they past them."It's normlly warmer at night, but thats in the main building, not here I'm afraid," she saidrubbing at her own goosebumps. "We arent alloeed to wear anything else butthe uniform, against pollicy...though they get to wear-" she stopped catching herself before she could go any further. Alexis stopped, notticing the slip. She waitied for ELyon to stopp and turn back before questioning her.
"They?" She сказал(-а) putting her hands on her waist. Elyon bit her bottom lip and looked around.
"We better hurry up," she сказал(-а) pulling at Alexis's shoulder. But Alexis pulled away from her grip.
"What is going on Elyon? What is it Ты are not telling me?" Elyon started to mumble that they would be late but Alexi hushed her. the truth was that they already were late, and Alexis didnt want to walk in late and new. Elyon looke dodwn at her shoes before finally looking up to stare Alexis right in the eyes.
"This isn't exactly a normal school, Alexis. There are some people that live here and are different,' She сказал(-а) playing with her fingers. ALexis scrunched up her face and shook her head.But before she could ask any еще Elyon continued. "they have these gifts, like magic...they don't wear our uniform...i dont know how to explain it..them. But the only attend for these classes, then they leave to go back to their own private building." Alexis still didn't understand.
"But how do Ты know this? How do know that they have...gifts?"Alexis asked lowering her voice. Elyon looked ashamed.
"Because should be going to that school, Alexis I was a Primrose Student!"
Sorry have to end this on here, I will be putting part 2 up tommorow.
Thanks for Чтение x
She fell to the floor and wept, and the jar shook
The день ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her сердце sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her сердце was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no еще pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
The день ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her сердце sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her сердце was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no еще pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
Ok, so I just want to write a little summary to my story that I want to write called A Place of Our Own I'm basically Письмо this to see if people will like it, and if they do, I'll write more. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 год old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 год old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 год on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave Главная and find help herself.
So yeah, if Ты liked this, please Комментарий and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 год old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 год old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 год on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave Главная and find help herself.
So yeah, if Ты liked this, please Комментарий and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
~ Chapter 1: Dreams
Love. Unconditional and pure Любовь was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from день to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But Любовь was still there, although destroyed by many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and сердце full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be молоко and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
Любовь was still there, that pure Любовь that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of Любовь was still burning...
Love. Unconditional and pure Любовь was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from день to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But Любовь was still there, although destroyed by many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and сердце full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be молоко and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
Любовь was still there, that pure Любовь that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of Любовь was still burning...
Texas Rancho Viejo 1942
Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He сказал(-а) kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think Ты will"
I сказал(-а) sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas Ты cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.
Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He сказал(-а) kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think Ты will"
I сказал(-а) sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas Ты cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.
