I quickly crossed the grassy field,not looking both ways. Today had been terrible. Well,more terrible than usual. There's the usual; my mom doesn't wake me up on time and even though every night I set my alarm,it still never goes off,didn't have enough time to eat breakfast,and then left something at Главная and had go drive back.
But something was off today. The way the air had turned suddenly hot in the middle of winter. The way my teacher sat and stared blankly at her desk. The way every person I passed seem to have their eyes glued to me.
I was too busy with Чтение to notice a guy that was running straight towards me. He slammed into me and I wobbled back on my heels. Luckily I have always had pretty good balance so I stayed upright while he fell вперед just to the side of me,a football rolling across the field.
He jumped back up and I pressed my fingers into a now sore spot.
"Woah! I'm sorry. Are Ты ok?"
I winced at the sore spot but I nodded and looked up.
"Um,yeah. I'm fine. Thanks." The boy standing in front of me had клубника blonde hair and eyes the color of the sea.
He grinned and said,"Oh,that's good. I'm Pier-"
"Yo! Pierce c'mon! Pass the football."
He shrugged and picked up the football. When he got about half-way back to his friend I yelled out,"Narella! My name is Narella!"
I couldn't stop smiling in the hallway. I mean,my день has been pretty bad,but when Ты meet a really cute guy,it kinda gets better. Ты see,thats were I was wrong.
When I was walking down the hallway,a girl was coming the other way,her каштан hair flowing over her shoulders. I could still feel all the stares from the other kids,but this girls was icy. I couldn't help but stare back,and when she passed me,she locked her long fingers around my wrist and started pulling.
"What are Ты doing?" I yelped,but the girl didn't seem to listen. Instead,she tugged harder. I started trying to get peoples attention,but they all seemed like they were asleep.
The girl took me to the old english building,the one that was left for the new one but hadn't been torn down yet.
She kicked the door open and shoved me in. Almost immediately a guy that was already in there grabbed my wrists.
"Should I keep hold of her,Alyssa?"
The girl shook her head,sending her glossy hair rippling.
"No,she's one of the quiet ones. She won't do anything."
The guy dropped my wrists and I turned and glared at him. Then I turned on the Alyssa chick and shoved her.
I know,I know,violence is not the answer,blah blah blah,but it was my first instinct. The girl stumbled back,but caught herself by grabbing the wall. Her hair was messed up and her face flushed with anger.
"On секунда thought,Jack..."
The guy pinned my arms behind my back. I could feel my face heating up with anger. Alyssa slowly walked forward,a wicked smile spreading across her face.
"That was your first mistake. Anymore,and I'll have Jack do something I won't regret."
Jack squeezed my wrists hard and didn't release the pressure. I gritted my teeth.
"Now,you're going to tell me what I know. What is happening? Why is everyone so interested in you. What did Ты do?"
I made a face. "What the heck are Ты talking about?"
"You know."
"Uh,no I don't. Does it look like I do?"
Her blue eyes flashed and it looked like she was about to rip my hair out when the door opened.
"Alyssa. What are Ты doing?"
The voice sounded familiar but it was too dark so I couldn't place the voice to a face.
"Simply teaching Narella a lesson."
Jack bent my joints to far back and I gasped. I could hear shuffling and then a loud pop noise Далее to me. The pressure on my arms released and Jack stumbled back. From the light from the now open door,I turned and saw blood running down Jack's busted lip.
The guy who had opened the door was panting Далее to me and I looked up to see who it was.
"Pierce?"
Please tell me what Ты think. Prettyyyy pleaaseee(:
But something was off today. The way the air had turned suddenly hot in the middle of winter. The way my teacher sat and stared blankly at her desk. The way every person I passed seem to have their eyes glued to me.
I was too busy with Чтение to notice a guy that was running straight towards me. He slammed into me and I wobbled back on my heels. Luckily I have always had pretty good balance so I stayed upright while he fell вперед just to the side of me,a football rolling across the field.
He jumped back up and I pressed my fingers into a now sore spot.
"Woah! I'm sorry. Are Ты ok?"
I winced at the sore spot but I nodded and looked up.
"Um,yeah. I'm fine. Thanks." The boy standing in front of me had клубника blonde hair and eyes the color of the sea.
He grinned and said,"Oh,that's good. I'm Pier-"
"Yo! Pierce c'mon! Pass the football."
He shrugged and picked up the football. When he got about half-way back to his friend I yelled out,"Narella! My name is Narella!"
I couldn't stop smiling in the hallway. I mean,my день has been pretty bad,but when Ты meet a really cute guy,it kinda gets better. Ты see,thats were I was wrong.
When I was walking down the hallway,a girl was coming the other way,her каштан hair flowing over her shoulders. I could still feel all the stares from the other kids,but this girls was icy. I couldn't help but stare back,and when she passed me,she locked her long fingers around my wrist and started pulling.
"What are Ты doing?" I yelped,but the girl didn't seem to listen. Instead,she tugged harder. I started trying to get peoples attention,but they all seemed like they were asleep.
The girl took me to the old english building,the one that was left for the new one but hadn't been torn down yet.
She kicked the door open and shoved me in. Almost immediately a guy that was already in there grabbed my wrists.
"Should I keep hold of her,Alyssa?"
The girl shook her head,sending her glossy hair rippling.
"No,she's one of the quiet ones. She won't do anything."
The guy dropped my wrists and I turned and glared at him. Then I turned on the Alyssa chick and shoved her.
I know,I know,violence is not the answer,blah blah blah,but it was my first instinct. The girl stumbled back,but caught herself by grabbing the wall. Her hair was messed up and her face flushed with anger.
"On секунда thought,Jack..."
The guy pinned my arms behind my back. I could feel my face heating up with anger. Alyssa slowly walked forward,a wicked smile spreading across her face.
"That was your first mistake. Anymore,and I'll have Jack do something I won't regret."
Jack squeezed my wrists hard and didn't release the pressure. I gritted my teeth.
"Now,you're going to tell me what I know. What is happening? Why is everyone so interested in you. What did Ты do?"
I made a face. "What the heck are Ты talking about?"
"You know."
"Uh,no I don't. Does it look like I do?"
Her blue eyes flashed and it looked like she was about to rip my hair out when the door opened.
"Alyssa. What are Ты doing?"
The voice sounded familiar but it was too dark so I couldn't place the voice to a face.
"Simply teaching Narella a lesson."
Jack bent my joints to far back and I gasped. I could hear shuffling and then a loud pop noise Далее to me. The pressure on my arms released and Jack stumbled back. From the light from the now open door,I turned and saw blood running down Jack's busted lip.
The guy who had opened the door was panting Далее to me and I looked up to see who it was.
"Pierce?"
Please tell me what Ты think. Prettyyyy pleaaseee(:
when i just have been through the worse in my life
my eyes turn black,my skin turns white
i'll be like a ghost
life has been sucked right from me
i feel my skin tearing apart like it's going to shred
i'm shaking and lonely and cold
but it's funny that my only savior is just a little sharp metal thing
just a small razor can heal me that much?!
better than anybody i have ever known
i slide my left arm just a little as a start and i feel like i need еще and еще and more...
until i can not get enough
but then i feel so good,almost satisfied
watching my blood spilling on the floor,drop after drop very slowly
that's just the hottest painful pleasure i have ever experienced
i feel so unbalanced,so numb
i don't know if i need someone to touch me или to shoot me to know that i'm still alive
but i know i won't stop
i'll cut myself and fuck the wound
i'll lick my blood for all my pain
my eyes turn black,my skin turns white
i'll be like a ghost
life has been sucked right from me
i feel my skin tearing apart like it's going to shred
i'm shaking and lonely and cold
but it's funny that my only savior is just a little sharp metal thing
just a small razor can heal me that much?!
better than anybody i have ever known
i slide my left arm just a little as a start and i feel like i need еще and еще and more...
until i can not get enough
but then i feel so good,almost satisfied
watching my blood spilling on the floor,drop after drop very slowly
that's just the hottest painful pleasure i have ever experienced
i feel so unbalanced,so numb
i don't know if i need someone to touch me или to shoot me to know that i'm still alive
but i know i won't stop
i'll cut myself and fuck the wound
i'll lick my blood for all my pain
i dindnt say anything for a minute,then i spoke.
'do Ты know why?"
'well,she сказал(-а) something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come by my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
'do Ты know why?"
'well,she сказал(-а) something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come by my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
Sobriety is beyond a horizon for you,
One Ты won't be alive to even get to.
Your mind is set to be dead in 10
Years, my fears, my tears,
don't matter, your emotionless, here.
My bothersome phone calls,
"I'm just checking in"
"Yeah, I don't care"
I can't ever win.
My eyes are taped open,
horrific Обои replay,
and even when I close them,
they're imprinted in my mind,
they're there to stay.
Blackness engulfs me,
like a whirlpool of nothing,
Your arch nemesis,
Your pal,
Your meaningless suffering.
Why do Ты do this,
to yourself, and to me?
I don't get why Ты mess around,
just let yourself be!
One Ты won't be alive to even get to.
Your mind is set to be dead in 10
Years, my fears, my tears,
don't matter, your emotionless, here.
My bothersome phone calls,
"I'm just checking in"
"Yeah, I don't care"
I can't ever win.
My eyes are taped open,
horrific Обои replay,
and even when I close them,
they're imprinted in my mind,
they're there to stay.
Blackness engulfs me,
like a whirlpool of nothing,
Your arch nemesis,
Your pal,
Your meaningless suffering.
Why do Ты do this,
to yourself, and to me?
I don't get why Ты mess around,
just let yourself be!
I'm sat at home
In my cardboard box
I'm scared to death
So I cuddle my socks
I hear the key turn in the door
Fear swells inside of me
My hope plummets through the floor
I peep outside my little box
In time to see my daddy roar
I'm worried now, I realise
Because he's angry I notice now
That what I'm seeing with swollen eyes
I don't know when I don't know how
It may be the last thing I ever see
This may be the last of me
I see his boots come closer, so I shriek
My bruises hurt еще than ever
He picks me up, I feel so weak
He shakes me now and calls me worthless
I just want him to Любовь me
I just want him to know me
But the broken bottle is against my chest
And is thrust through my cotton vest
Into my heart, the pain is fire
I see myself as I float higher
Now my vision is rimmed with darkness
The end is near, I feel its presence
I just wish that I could tell him
I Любовь him, but his Любовь is dim
In my cardboard box
I'm scared to death
So I cuddle my socks
I hear the key turn in the door
Fear swells inside of me
My hope plummets through the floor
I peep outside my little box
In time to see my daddy roar
I'm worried now, I realise
Because he's angry I notice now
That what I'm seeing with swollen eyes
I don't know when I don't know how
It may be the last thing I ever see
This may be the last of me
I see his boots come closer, so I shriek
My bruises hurt еще than ever
He picks me up, I feel so weak
He shakes me now and calls me worthless
I just want him to Любовь me
I just want him to know me
But the broken bottle is against my chest
And is thrust through my cotton vest
Into my heart, the pain is fire
I see myself as I float higher
Now my vision is rimmed with darkness
The end is near, I feel its presence
I just wish that I could tell him
I Любовь him, but his Любовь is dim