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(:
First person Письмо is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). Ты use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to Ты themselves.
Second Person
Third person is the exact opposite. Instead of the character talking to you, the narrator is talking about the character. Your main words are "You", and "Your."
Third Person
Third person is almost similar to секунда person. The narrator is talking to you, but instead they use words like "He", "She", "It", and "They." Third person Книги often have the most detail.
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this my poem...I just wrote it randomly...Don't know if it's any good...what do Ты think?
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If Ты Любовь him,
Tell him so.
If Ты Любовь him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I Любовь you,
I’ve told Ты so.
And if Ты Любовь me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I Любовь you,
I’ve told Ты so.
And if Ты Любовь me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if Ты Любовь him,
Tell him so.
If Ты Любовь him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
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If Ты Любовь him,
Tell him so.
If Ты Любовь him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I Любовь you,
I’ve told Ты so.
And if Ты Любовь me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I Любовь you,
I’ve told Ты so.
And if Ты Любовь me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if Ты Любовь him,
Tell him so.
If Ты Любовь him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Little raindrops shiny,silver,
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something Ты can do.
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something Ты can do.