March 19, 2012
(Elizabeth’s POV)
After eleven hours of labor, my son was born. The секунда I heard the beautiful sound of his crying my сердце seemed to stop. I watched as the doctor wrapped my little Ryan in a soft blue blanket. He walked over with holding my baby, then brought his face mask down from over his face. I tried to gasp, but ended up choking on my own breath. My eyes seemed to grow 10x wider at the site of Hans holding my Ryan. He grinned evilly. “You want him? Ты know what Ты have to do.” He left the room laughing, taking Ryan with him, who started crying again. I was numb from the waist down so I couldn’t go after him, so I screamed. “NO! HANS! GIVE HIM TO ME! Ты CAN’T DO THIS! HANS!!!!”
I sat up in my постель, кровати and woke with a start. I was hyperventilating, and sweating. That’s when I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. I wiped them away with my palms, then looked at the digital clock on my bedside table. It read: 03:47am.
Call me crazy, but after that experience I didn’t want to go back to sleep. I went ahead and got up, showered, and dressed. I went back into the bathroom to do my hair, but ended up staring at the woman in the still fog-covered mirror. Was that me? No, far from it. I looked into the deep green eyes of that woman. Tired, worried eyes. The image of that blasted dagger flashed through my mind and what it was meant to do.
Was I really going to do this? Could I bring myself to murder? Another image flashed through my mind. I was standing there, dagger in hand, but I couldn’t do it. I just stood there in hesitation. What if that was how I was really going to end up? What would happen if I really ended up hesitating?
After brushing my hair and fixing it in my bun style, I went to my bag which was on my bedside таблица and took out the dagger. I removed it from its sheath and very carefully ran my finger along the razor sharp edge. The blade was only about six inches long. I went back into the bathroom and looked at the unknown woman in the mirror holding the weapon. I also watched her strike the air with it. I then imagined that Skipper stood before me and brought the dagger back, ready to plunge it through him. But instead ended up staring at that woman, center of gravity low, and murder in her eyes. That murderous expression then faded into disbelief. That woman in the mirror was me. It was a side of me that I never imagined in my wildest dreams I would ever see.
0614 hours
Kowalski was down in the обедающий, закусочной looking over some figures with a cup of coffee. He always went down to the обедающий, закусочной at this time because it was quiet; not many people went there so early in the morning. There were however a couple of other customers on the opposite side of the diner. A waitress came over with a coffee pot. Kowalski was about to перфоратор, удар, пунш something into a calculator but the waitress answered it before he had the секунда number in.
“37.6841 cubic centimeters.”
Kowalski looked up. “Excuse me?”
“I’m sorry…I couldn’t help but notice your work. The answer, to your figure is 37.6841 cubic centimeters.”
“You sure got the math down quickly don’t you?” Kowalski asked chuckling.
“Yeah…I was a nurse eight years ago. Then I went into architecture. So I’m pretty good with figures.”
Kowalski was about to say something else when he noticed her nametag. “Elizabeth Shields? Ты wouldn’t happen to live in apartment 48D would you?”
“Yeah...how’d Ты know?”
“Private told me. He сказал(-а) he met you. I’m one of his…friends…” He said, not knowing what else to call it. “Name’s Kowalski.”
Elizabeth supposed she was playing her cards right. He didn’t seem to suspect anything, but that didn’t stop her сердце from pounding out of her chest.
“Ah, yes. I remember Private. Sweet boy. Nice to meet Ты Kowalski. So what are Ты working on?”
Kowalski looked down shyly. “Oh nothing…it’s stupid…”
“Oh come on…tell me!” Elizabeth playfully urged. The еще she played this innocent act…the guiltier she felt. Kowalski laughed nervously. “It’s…just something I’m making…that’s all…”
“So…like an invention?”
“I…guess Ты could call it that…”
“Fascinating…so you’re an inventor?”
“Sort of…but they never work.”
“So? Ты still try. One день you’ll make something great.” Kowalski looked up shyly at her smiling face. “Thanks.”
Elizabeth nodded. “More coffee?”
“Yes please.” She filled the cup and left him, Kowalski watched her leave.
0931 hours
Kowalski walked into the apartment, Skipper immediately reacted upon his entering. “Kowalski, what took Ты so long? You’ve been gone for over an час now.”
“Sorry Skipper. I just Остаться в живых track of time.”
“Lost track of time? When Ты left Ты сказал(-а) Ты shouldn’t be much еще than fifteen to twenty minutes. What were Ты doing so intently that Ты Остаться в живых track of time?”
“Well…I…”
“You met Elizabeth didn’t you?!” Private piped up cheerfully. “She told me she applied at the обедающий, закусочной to make a few bucks while looking for a job! Am I right Kowalski?”
“Well…”
“Kowalski…did Ты meet Elizabeth?” Skipper asked taking a step closer to him. Kowalski cleared his throat. “Yes…”
“Isn’t she nice Kowalski?” Private asked once again in a cheerful tone. Skipper still wasn’t convinced. “What did Ты two talk about for so long?”
“A lot of things…honestly…I don’t see anything wrong with her. She seems legit to me”
“Oh Kowalski! Not Ты too! Ты barely know her!”
“Neither do you!” Kowalski pointed out.
Skipper sighed. “Fine Kowalski. I’ll make Ты a deal. As long as Ты don’t get too personal with her, and you’re in a public place with her, talk all Ты want. Capiche?” Kowalski rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath: “Yes mother…”
“What was that?” Kowalski raised his voice some. “Yes sir.”
“That’s what I thought. Now Ты go off and finish your invention. Rico, get the огонь extinguisher ready for when it explodes. Private, look concered”
“Aye sir!” Private сказал(-а) going into character. Kowalski rolled his eyes and entered his makeshift lab.
2119 hours
“Hey guys, have Ты seen my calculator?” Kowalski asked coming out of his lab. “I can’t find it anywhere.”
“Perhaps Ты left it at the обедающий, закусочной this morning.”
“Oh, I hope it’s still there…” Kowalski left the apartment.
Once he arrived at the diner, he stopped at the sight of Elizabeth, wondering why she was still here. She had her back turned to him, cleaning a таблица while swaying to the radio. The обедающий, закусочной was empty now. It appeared Elizabeth was the only one there. Kowalski cleared his throat to get her attention.
She turned around with a start. “Oh, hello Kowalski. I suppose you’re back for your calculator?” She pulled the calculator out of a pocket on her apron.
“Yeah…Thanks. What are Ты still doing here?”
“One of the other waitresses had a family emergency and asked me to lock up for her.”
“Oh, I see. Thanks again for the calculator.”
“You’re welcome. Bye Kowalski.”
Kowalski nodded and was about to leave but stopped when he heard the radio volume turn up. He turned around to see Elizabeth moving to the Музыка as she cleaned off another table.
“I Любовь the tango.” Kowalski сказал(-а) nonchalantly.
“Do you?” Elizabeth asked glancing back at him smiling. Kowalski walked up to her. “Yeah.”
“I too Любовь the tango. Never learned the dance though. Never had the time.”
“I could teach you.”
Elizabeth looked up from the таблица she was at. “Oh, no, no, no. I appreciate the thought, but I just can’t. I’ve never danced.” Well, except for at her wedding, which she had to refrain from shivering at the thought.
Kowalski took her hand and led her to the middle of the обедающий, закусочной saying: “If I can invent, Ты can dance.” Just at the heat of the song, Kowalski pulled her close, resulting in her laugh.
Kowalski led her in a series of dips and twirls across the diner. It was as if they were the only two people in the world. When the song ended, Kowalski had her in mid-dip. They stood there a minute, gazing into each other’s eyes. Kowalski pulled her up, his gaze still fixed into hers. They pulled away laughing nervously. “I should…probably lock up now.” Elizabeth said. Kowalski nodded. “Yeah…I’ll…catch Ты later?”
“Sure. Bye Kowalski.”
“Bye Ms. Shields.”
“Elizabeth, please.” She сказал(-а) smiling. Kowalski smiled back. “Bye Elizabeth.” Kowalski turned and left. That’s when Elizabeth realized that when she was dancing with Kowalski, she’d forgotten about everything. Her сердце sunk into her intestines as she fought back tears. She wasn’t sure she could do this for much longer.
(Elizabeth’s POV)
After eleven hours of labor, my son was born. The секунда I heard the beautiful sound of his crying my сердце seemed to stop. I watched as the doctor wrapped my little Ryan in a soft blue blanket. He walked over with holding my baby, then brought his face mask down from over his face. I tried to gasp, but ended up choking on my own breath. My eyes seemed to grow 10x wider at the site of Hans holding my Ryan. He grinned evilly. “You want him? Ты know what Ты have to do.” He left the room laughing, taking Ryan with him, who started crying again. I was numb from the waist down so I couldn’t go after him, so I screamed. “NO! HANS! GIVE HIM TO ME! Ты CAN’T DO THIS! HANS!!!!”
I sat up in my постель, кровати and woke with a start. I was hyperventilating, and sweating. That’s when I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. I wiped them away with my palms, then looked at the digital clock on my bedside table. It read: 03:47am.
Call me crazy, but after that experience I didn’t want to go back to sleep. I went ahead and got up, showered, and dressed. I went back into the bathroom to do my hair, but ended up staring at the woman in the still fog-covered mirror. Was that me? No, far from it. I looked into the deep green eyes of that woman. Tired, worried eyes. The image of that blasted dagger flashed through my mind and what it was meant to do.
Was I really going to do this? Could I bring myself to murder? Another image flashed through my mind. I was standing there, dagger in hand, but I couldn’t do it. I just stood there in hesitation. What if that was how I was really going to end up? What would happen if I really ended up hesitating?
After brushing my hair and fixing it in my bun style, I went to my bag which was on my bedside таблица and took out the dagger. I removed it from its sheath and very carefully ran my finger along the razor sharp edge. The blade was only about six inches long. I went back into the bathroom and looked at the unknown woman in the mirror holding the weapon. I also watched her strike the air with it. I then imagined that Skipper stood before me and brought the dagger back, ready to plunge it through him. But instead ended up staring at that woman, center of gravity low, and murder in her eyes. That murderous expression then faded into disbelief. That woman in the mirror was me. It was a side of me that I never imagined in my wildest dreams I would ever see.
0614 hours
Kowalski was down in the обедающий, закусочной looking over some figures with a cup of coffee. He always went down to the обедающий, закусочной at this time because it was quiet; not many people went there so early in the morning. There were however a couple of other customers on the opposite side of the diner. A waitress came over with a coffee pot. Kowalski was about to перфоратор, удар, пунш something into a calculator but the waitress answered it before he had the секунда number in.
“37.6841 cubic centimeters.”
Kowalski looked up. “Excuse me?”
“I’m sorry…I couldn’t help but notice your work. The answer, to your figure is 37.6841 cubic centimeters.”
“You sure got the math down quickly don’t you?” Kowalski asked chuckling.
“Yeah…I was a nurse eight years ago. Then I went into architecture. So I’m pretty good with figures.”
Kowalski was about to say something else when he noticed her nametag. “Elizabeth Shields? Ты wouldn’t happen to live in apartment 48D would you?”
“Yeah...how’d Ты know?”
“Private told me. He сказал(-а) he met you. I’m one of his…friends…” He said, not knowing what else to call it. “Name’s Kowalski.”
Elizabeth supposed she was playing her cards right. He didn’t seem to suspect anything, but that didn’t stop her сердце from pounding out of her chest.
“Ah, yes. I remember Private. Sweet boy. Nice to meet Ты Kowalski. So what are Ты working on?”
Kowalski looked down shyly. “Oh nothing…it’s stupid…”
“Oh come on…tell me!” Elizabeth playfully urged. The еще she played this innocent act…the guiltier she felt. Kowalski laughed nervously. “It’s…just something I’m making…that’s all…”
“So…like an invention?”
“I…guess Ты could call it that…”
“Fascinating…so you’re an inventor?”
“Sort of…but they never work.”
“So? Ты still try. One день you’ll make something great.” Kowalski looked up shyly at her smiling face. “Thanks.”
Elizabeth nodded. “More coffee?”
“Yes please.” She filled the cup and left him, Kowalski watched her leave.
0931 hours
Kowalski walked into the apartment, Skipper immediately reacted upon his entering. “Kowalski, what took Ты so long? You’ve been gone for over an час now.”
“Sorry Skipper. I just Остаться в живых track of time.”
“Lost track of time? When Ты left Ты сказал(-а) Ты shouldn’t be much еще than fifteen to twenty minutes. What were Ты doing so intently that Ты Остаться в живых track of time?”
“Well…I…”
“You met Elizabeth didn’t you?!” Private piped up cheerfully. “She told me she applied at the обедающий, закусочной to make a few bucks while looking for a job! Am I right Kowalski?”
“Well…”
“Kowalski…did Ты meet Elizabeth?” Skipper asked taking a step closer to him. Kowalski cleared his throat. “Yes…”
“Isn’t she nice Kowalski?” Private asked once again in a cheerful tone. Skipper still wasn’t convinced. “What did Ты two talk about for so long?”
“A lot of things…honestly…I don’t see anything wrong with her. She seems legit to me”
“Oh Kowalski! Not Ты too! Ты barely know her!”
“Neither do you!” Kowalski pointed out.
Skipper sighed. “Fine Kowalski. I’ll make Ты a deal. As long as Ты don’t get too personal with her, and you’re in a public place with her, talk all Ты want. Capiche?” Kowalski rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath: “Yes mother…”
“What was that?” Kowalski raised his voice some. “Yes sir.”
“That’s what I thought. Now Ты go off and finish your invention. Rico, get the огонь extinguisher ready for when it explodes. Private, look concered”
“Aye sir!” Private сказал(-а) going into character. Kowalski rolled his eyes and entered his makeshift lab.
2119 hours
“Hey guys, have Ты seen my calculator?” Kowalski asked coming out of his lab. “I can’t find it anywhere.”
“Perhaps Ты left it at the обедающий, закусочной this morning.”
“Oh, I hope it’s still there…” Kowalski left the apartment.
Once he arrived at the diner, he stopped at the sight of Elizabeth, wondering why she was still here. She had her back turned to him, cleaning a таблица while swaying to the radio. The обедающий, закусочной was empty now. It appeared Elizabeth was the only one there. Kowalski cleared his throat to get her attention.
She turned around with a start. “Oh, hello Kowalski. I suppose you’re back for your calculator?” She pulled the calculator out of a pocket on her apron.
“Yeah…Thanks. What are Ты still doing here?”
“One of the other waitresses had a family emergency and asked me to lock up for her.”
“Oh, I see. Thanks again for the calculator.”
“You’re welcome. Bye Kowalski.”
Kowalski nodded and was about to leave but stopped when he heard the radio volume turn up. He turned around to see Elizabeth moving to the Музыка as she cleaned off another table.
“I Любовь the tango.” Kowalski сказал(-а) nonchalantly.
“Do you?” Elizabeth asked glancing back at him smiling. Kowalski walked up to her. “Yeah.”
“I too Любовь the tango. Never learned the dance though. Never had the time.”
“I could teach you.”
Elizabeth looked up from the таблица she was at. “Oh, no, no, no. I appreciate the thought, but I just can’t. I’ve never danced.” Well, except for at her wedding, which she had to refrain from shivering at the thought.
Kowalski took her hand and led her to the middle of the обедающий, закусочной saying: “If I can invent, Ты can dance.” Just at the heat of the song, Kowalski pulled her close, resulting in her laugh.
Kowalski led her in a series of dips and twirls across the diner. It was as if they were the only two people in the world. When the song ended, Kowalski had her in mid-dip. They stood there a minute, gazing into each other’s eyes. Kowalski pulled her up, his gaze still fixed into hers. They pulled away laughing nervously. “I should…probably lock up now.” Elizabeth said. Kowalski nodded. “Yeah…I’ll…catch Ты later?”
“Sure. Bye Kowalski.”
“Bye Ms. Shields.”
“Elizabeth, please.” She сказал(-а) smiling. Kowalski smiled back. “Bye Elizabeth.” Kowalski turned and left. That’s when Elizabeth realized that when she was dancing with Kowalski, she’d forgotten about everything. Her сердце sunk into her intestines as she fought back tears. She wasn’t sure she could do this for much longer.
broken Plastic Knife
Me:well that should do it
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Далее morning
Harry:I am telling Ты someone open the chamber of secrets
Me:and now something is came out of that who knows what it is
Ron:well whatever it is I hope it doesn't came to us
Hermonie:well it can kill people there's 4 people
Me:I think
Hermoime:mrs.Norris,Justin,headless nick,and Colin
Me:but how can nick die if he's already dead
Harry:who knows
Ron:and well-
Skipper:*running/waddle* Harry I don't know who did it but come and see
At the griffindory house
Me:someone who is a griffindory could of came in here no one knows are were Пароль
Private:I bet they were looking for something
Harry:well they found it Tom Riddle's diary is gone
End of part 8 Guess who stope Tom Riddle's diary
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Далее morning
Harry:I am telling Ты someone open the chamber of secrets
Me:and now something is came out of that who knows what it is
Ron:well whatever it is I hope it doesn't came to us
Hermonie:well it can kill people there's 4 people
Me:I think
Hermoime:mrs.Norris,Justin,headless nick,and Colin
Me:but how can nick die if he's already dead
Harry:who knows
Ron:and well-
Skipper:*running/waddle* Harry I don't know who did it but come and see
At the griffindory house
Me:someone who is a griffindory could of came in here no one knows are were Пароль
Private:I bet they were looking for something
Harry:well they found it Tom Riddle's diary is gone
End of part 8 Guess who stope Tom Riddle's diary
Okay. I was recently chatting with someone on this spot (I will not release his name) and he had told me something that I cannot ignore. He told me that some of Ты guys feel discriminated against, and that Ты believe we fangirls want Ты permenantly removed from this spot. I just wanted to publicly state, that this is NOT true!! Just because we make a few harmless jokes here and there, that dosn't mean we want to get rid of you. I personally believe that not all guys are sexist pigs. Now, I hope we can put this little incident behind us. Thank Ты all for your time.
~Lilly~
~Lilly~
