So this is my first story that I made in quite a while. So enjoy! Feel free to give me any hints on how to make it better.
“Come on Alice! Wake up, you’re going to be late for school!” Mary, my older sister, yelled. She’s in charge of having to wake me up for school. I feel really sorry for her half the time but then again she gets to wake up earlier than me. I looked over to the door and there she still stood, her face red like a tomato. “I’m up! I’m up! Man, why do Ты always have to be so loud in the morning?” I whined, annoyed that she woke me up from a fabulous dream.
I guess I should introduce myself huh? My name is Alice Knight and I am a junior in high school. I’m 17 years old! My sister, Mary is turning 19 in a week. She thinks she is better than me because I happen to be in high school still. But despite her arrogance she really is a kind sister. Back in middle school I was ruthlessly bullied by a group of girls who hated me for no reason. My sister would always run to my aid no matter what.
“Alice hurry up already! Ты only have 10 минуты before Ты are late! Get up!!” I heard my sister yell again. I hurriedly get up and run into the bathroom, brushing my teeth while brushing my hair with the other hand. ‘I’m going to be late! Ugh why didn’t she wake me up sooner!?’ I think as I put on my school uniform and grab my bag. Mary is standing Далее to the door holding a piece of тост with масло, сливочное масло on it and I rush to grab it after putting on my shoes and with a quick “See Ты later!” I am off to my school.
I finally see the huge blue building of the school and I start running faster after noticing the clock telling me that I only have 5 минуты to get to class. Just as I arrive into class the колокол, колокольчик, белл rings and thankfully my сиденье, место, сиденья is the closest one to the door. “You were almost late again weren’t you, Alice?” My friend, Sarah says during lunch. “Yeah…Mary purposely wakes me up late I swear.” I mutter with my hand on my chin. I never eat during lunch, Ты see my family can’t afford to get me any of the Еда here. Me and Mary had to either pack one или not eat at all. Not fair!
My stomach picks the worst time to grumble and I blush looking embarrassed. “Here Alice, we can share.” says Sarah while holding up her lunch. I’ve never been еще blessed than becoming Друзья with her. Her name is Sarah Archer. She’s the same age as me and we’ve been Друзья since middle school.
“I don’t want to take away your chance to eat Sarah. I’ll be fine when I get home. Honest!” I say trying my best to stop her from offering me any. As much as I would Любовь to eat she still needs to eat too. “Jeez you’re always so stubborn. Come on please? Just eat some of my рис, райс okay?” she insists. Ugh I can’t resist her when she insists like that. “Fine! I’ll eat SOME of your rice.” I need to build up my defense against her. Sarah has this way of making Ты listen to what she wants. Quite cunning for a sweet girl.
Soon the колокол, колокольчик, белл rings to dismiss us, I for one am glad. I cannot stand school. Sarah on the other hand loves it. Nothing makes her happier than discussing her Избранное lessons. Seeing her smile is a joy I always Любовь witnessing. Now for my Избранное part of the day, going Главная and doing absolutely nothing but playing video games.
“I’m home” I say as I step inside the house and take off my shoes. “Welcome Главная honey” I hear my mom say as I pass the kitchen. Yum! She’s making my Избранное Еда ever today. Opening the door to my bedroom I leap into my bed. ‘I’m Главная sweet bed!’ I think as I cuddle with my pillow. “Alice honey? Wake up, it’s time for dinner.” I hear a soft voice say as they gently shake me. Groaning I open my eyes to see mom standing above me. “Okay mom..” I get up off the постель, кровати and stretch before joining my family downstairs.
“Come on Alice! Wake up, you’re going to be late for school!” Mary, my older sister, yelled. She’s in charge of having to wake me up for school. I feel really sorry for her half the time but then again she gets to wake up earlier than me. I looked over to the door and there she still stood, her face red like a tomato. “I’m up! I’m up! Man, why do Ты always have to be so loud in the morning?” I whined, annoyed that she woke me up from a fabulous dream.
I guess I should introduce myself huh? My name is Alice Knight and I am a junior in high school. I’m 17 years old! My sister, Mary is turning 19 in a week. She thinks she is better than me because I happen to be in high school still. But despite her arrogance she really is a kind sister. Back in middle school I was ruthlessly bullied by a group of girls who hated me for no reason. My sister would always run to my aid no matter what.
“Alice hurry up already! Ты only have 10 минуты before Ты are late! Get up!!” I heard my sister yell again. I hurriedly get up and run into the bathroom, brushing my teeth while brushing my hair with the other hand. ‘I’m going to be late! Ugh why didn’t she wake me up sooner!?’ I think as I put on my school uniform and grab my bag. Mary is standing Далее to the door holding a piece of тост with масло, сливочное масло on it and I rush to grab it after putting on my shoes and with a quick “See Ты later!” I am off to my school.
I finally see the huge blue building of the school and I start running faster after noticing the clock telling me that I only have 5 минуты to get to class. Just as I arrive into class the колокол, колокольчик, белл rings and thankfully my сиденье, место, сиденья is the closest one to the door. “You were almost late again weren’t you, Alice?” My friend, Sarah says during lunch. “Yeah…Mary purposely wakes me up late I swear.” I mutter with my hand on my chin. I never eat during lunch, Ты see my family can’t afford to get me any of the Еда here. Me and Mary had to either pack one или not eat at all. Not fair!
My stomach picks the worst time to grumble and I blush looking embarrassed. “Here Alice, we can share.” says Sarah while holding up her lunch. I’ve never been еще blessed than becoming Друзья with her. Her name is Sarah Archer. She’s the same age as me and we’ve been Друзья since middle school.
“I don’t want to take away your chance to eat Sarah. I’ll be fine when I get home. Honest!” I say trying my best to stop her from offering me any. As much as I would Любовь to eat she still needs to eat too. “Jeez you’re always so stubborn. Come on please? Just eat some of my рис, райс okay?” she insists. Ugh I can’t resist her when she insists like that. “Fine! I’ll eat SOME of your rice.” I need to build up my defense against her. Sarah has this way of making Ты listen to what she wants. Quite cunning for a sweet girl.
Soon the колокол, колокольчик, белл rings to dismiss us, I for one am glad. I cannot stand school. Sarah on the other hand loves it. Nothing makes her happier than discussing her Избранное lessons. Seeing her smile is a joy I always Любовь witnessing. Now for my Избранное part of the day, going Главная and doing absolutely nothing but playing video games.
“I’m home” I say as I step inside the house and take off my shoes. “Welcome Главная honey” I hear my mom say as I pass the kitchen. Yum! She’s making my Избранное Еда ever today. Opening the door to my bedroom I leap into my bed. ‘I’m Главная sweet bed!’ I think as I cuddle with my pillow. “Alice honey? Wake up, it’s time for dinner.” I hear a soft voice say as they gently shake me. Groaning I open my eyes to see mom standing above me. “Okay mom..” I get up off the постель, кровати and stretch before joining my family downstairs.
It’s the color of you
Ты always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our оранжевый book bags
Saved us from some pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two оранжевый crayons
When everyone else was green
Then Ты left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
Ты were in the оранжевый field in the sky
Ты always сказал(-а) was there.
The оранжевый of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though Ты left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone оранжевый in the rainbow
Without Ты here
I protect my own
Though I wish Ты were here
Now оранжевый is my color
A color for Ты bravery
A color for my survival
оранжевый will forever be our color
Even though death took Ты away
Forever оранжевый for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Ты always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our оранжевый book bags
Saved us from some pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two оранжевый crayons
When everyone else was green
Then Ты left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
Ты were in the оранжевый field in the sky
Ты always сказал(-а) was there.
The оранжевый of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though Ты left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone оранжевый in the rainbow
Without Ты here
I protect my own
Though I wish Ты were here
Now оранжевый is my color
A color for Ты bravery
A color for my survival
оранжевый will forever be our color
Even though death took Ты away
Forever оранжевый for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Your сердце is sore, crippled up like paper.
Your voice is weak, barely passing by you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
Ты are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times Ты told everything-
It was a lie, I Любовь Ты became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. Ты probably cannot Переместить away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
Your voice is weak, barely passing by you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
Ты are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times Ты told everything-
It was a lie, I Любовь Ты became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. Ты probably cannot Переместить away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood by me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To Показать them that...
Their work was useful.
To Показать them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to Показать all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood by me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To Показать them that...
Their work was useful.
To Показать them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to Показать all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
