"What's wrong with Raphael?" Amena asked confusedly, entering the кухня in which Linda was preparing dinner.
"He's just down about something," Linda said, smiling at Amena. "He'll be out the минута he smells dinner." Amena took the spoon from Linda's hand and smiled.
"Don't worry, I can finish up here," she сказал(-а) warmly. "Why don't Ты rest for a while outside, maybe get some fresh air?" The секунда Linda left Amena began digging for a pot.
Raphael may have stolen my first kiss, she thought bitterly. But that doesn't mean that I shouldn't help him out...
Raphael lay there on the floor, feeling pathetic and worthless. He didn't even have the will power, much less the strength, to Переместить a single muscle.
Until he remembered that he had something that would end everything. Raphael immediately голубь for his drawer and unearthed a shiny silver gun.
"Life doesn't need me anymore," he whispered as he pressed the pistol to his temple. "Neither does Amena."
"Raphael, I brought Ты some soup," Amena said, pushig open the door to see Raphael with his eyes squeezed shut and his finger about to pull the trigger.
"RAPHAEL!" Amena screeched, throwing herself at him.
A loud and thunderous crack трещина, сплит through the air like lightning. Linda burst through the doors.
"Amena..." Raphael moaned.
Amena was lying on вверх of Raphael, with the gun lying four feet away and blood pooling out of her arm.
"Raphael... y'kay?" Amena choked, allowing him to колыбель her almost like a baby.
"Amena... don't," Raphael сказал(-а) stupidly, speechless with shock, fear and confusion.
"Raphael, 'm fine," Amena gasped, clutching her arm. "It's just my arm." The confusion in Raphael seemed to vanish immediately, to be replaced by alarm.
"GET HER TO THE HOSPITAL!" he yelled, picking her up and sprinting past his grandmother.
Raphael ran. He ran past the car, not even bothering to unlock it или get into it. He ran over the bridge, and onto the sand. He ran for miles across the берег of the beach. He ran between the apartments, the wind whipping through his hair and his сердце pounding against his ribcage. Finally, he ran through the doors of the hospital, three words repeatedly falling from her lips.
"Somebody help her..."
"He's just down about something," Linda said, smiling at Amena. "He'll be out the минута he smells dinner." Amena took the spoon from Linda's hand and smiled.
"Don't worry, I can finish up here," she сказал(-а) warmly. "Why don't Ты rest for a while outside, maybe get some fresh air?" The секунда Linda left Amena began digging for a pot.
Raphael may have stolen my first kiss, she thought bitterly. But that doesn't mean that I shouldn't help him out...
Raphael lay there on the floor, feeling pathetic and worthless. He didn't even have the will power, much less the strength, to Переместить a single muscle.
Until he remembered that he had something that would end everything. Raphael immediately голубь for his drawer and unearthed a shiny silver gun.
"Life doesn't need me anymore," he whispered as he pressed the pistol to his temple. "Neither does Amena."
"Raphael, I brought Ты some soup," Amena said, pushig open the door to see Raphael with his eyes squeezed shut and his finger about to pull the trigger.
"RAPHAEL!" Amena screeched, throwing herself at him.
A loud and thunderous crack трещина, сплит through the air like lightning. Linda burst through the doors.
"Amena..." Raphael moaned.
Amena was lying on вверх of Raphael, with the gun lying four feet away and blood pooling out of her arm.
"Raphael... y'kay?" Amena choked, allowing him to колыбель her almost like a baby.
"Amena... don't," Raphael сказал(-а) stupidly, speechless with shock, fear and confusion.
"Raphael, 'm fine," Amena gasped, clutching her arm. "It's just my arm." The confusion in Raphael seemed to vanish immediately, to be replaced by alarm.
"GET HER TO THE HOSPITAL!" he yelled, picking her up and sprinting past his grandmother.
Raphael ran. He ran past the car, not even bothering to unlock it или get into it. He ran over the bridge, and onto the sand. He ran for miles across the берег of the beach. He ran between the apartments, the wind whipping through his hair and his сердце pounding against his ribcage. Finally, he ran through the doors of the hospital, three words repeatedly falling from her lips.
"Somebody help her..."
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. :)