That big mansion continued to bother Zean. But he knew it very well how to hide it from others. “ one two three four one two three” shouted “ Bang Zhang” “ oh oh it’s the time when I look at you!!! I I forgot what I have to do… I am just going crazy…. Don’t be so lazy… now come up in my arms oh dear……” they just started with their song and Ilm came with Bang Zhang’s Капкейки ( which he tried to hide from others). “ Эй,
Ты Little Brat its my cupcake..stay there” he shouted and Ilm started running. “ I am young I can run faster than Ты old man” shouted Ilm. “ whom are Ты calling old man?” сказал(-а) Bang Zhang. Ben looked at Zean who was continually looking at them. Then he walked out without saying a single word. “Ben.. Benjamin..” Zean called him. Ben came back with such annoyance saying “ eeh don’t call me Benjamin.. it doesn’t suit.. Ты know” “ ohk buddy I am… alright” actually he wanted to reveal his secret but he didn’t posses much courage. They both remained in the room till when everyone came back with cake spots on their clothes. “ hahahahaha” Zean laughed so hard that tears came in his eyes, but then he became awfully quiet. “ haaw I am not going to give my cupcakes.” сказал(-а) a sweet voice. When she came in everyone’s face enlightened up with smiles, her skin soft as petals of rose and white as snow… her voice with melody of sweetest Шоколад made everyone happy. She was Mira another Indian girl who was supposed to be there ‘MANAGER’ “ Mira save me… или these DEMONS will eat me” Ilm shouted and ran behind her. There was something funny and they laughed so hard that Zean was reduced to tears, he vanished from there so that no one notice him. But Ben stood there and saw his friend running away. But he was busy with them so he didn’t go behind Zean. This was the time when picture became a bit clear. Zean’s overwhelming thinking continued to bother Ben, but he never let that to dominate him. What was in Zean’s mind was actually unknown. But Zean wanted to share it as the secret in his сердце was about to erupt like a volcano.
( Oyo how was it? Далее chapter…..)
( Oyo how was it? Далее chapter…..)
bellas dress and converse
Home of the freely and Justified
Sleep was improbable
Emerging from my bed
Like a delicate butterfly
Raindrops pouring on my smooth, darkened window.
Pondering miraculous thoughts
About being a teen in America
Freedom to express myself as an individual
I want to relinquish my profound story
Being a teenager with freedom is
Hopeful
Rewarding
Honorable
Desirable
The past is behind me, the future is just beyond my grasp
Learning to be flawless through life's experiences
Having the pleasure to persue my ambitious talent
Being a teen in America simply is my stepping
stone to future greatness.
Give away to the morning
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the день go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the день go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...
We're all human.
"It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and pink in it."
