I looked at my watch, two hours left. The whispers in my head gradually getting louder...I had to get there, I had to try. I walked вперед into the shack and was immediatly terrified, written in blood all over the walls was "Time's almost up" over and over again, the whispers in my head starting to get louder, and there was a soft humming sound behind it all. I screamed out in confusion, overwhelmed. Then one whisper in my head was finally distinctable, it whispered "don't even try, fool" I tried to ignore it, and looked around the shack for some way, any way to get to get rid of my burden. I found symbols on a part of the wall, and got so angered that i punched at the part of the wall, it cracked open leading into a new hallway, my knuckles started to bleed but that didn't matter anymore. Once again, written along the walls was a single message written hundreds of times in blood, now it read "Only an час left" then all of the whispers in my head screamed out and i felt to the ground, I shivered and held back tears, then followed along the hall, it seemed like it went on for miles, and I cam to another circular room. written in blood all around it were the words "half an hour...tick tock" The whispers in my head didn't scream, but this time they were no longer whispers they were clear sentences, all talking at once, with different threats, one сказал(-а) "have a seat, it's the only way". I reluctantly sat down and started to sob, then noticed that at my eye level was another symbol, i punched at it too, and it opened up to a small hallway, i had to crawl through it, but i would do anything to get rid of it, anything. The hall got narrower and narrower, until it can to a stop, at the very end, written in blood for one last time, were the words "Time's Up"
what a stupid! love! love! love! "i Любовь love" "everybody needs to be a lover" "true love" all those stupid words! "bla bla bla"
Любовь is a legend, there's nothing u can call it "love" , Ты can't even define it. Ты know why? because it isn't there! that's why Ты can't say i am in Любовь and say the same word after two years или two days.
Ты see, if it worked with your lover, Ты 'll say Ты loved each other, and if it didn't work, you'll say it wasn't love!!!
Ты are all stupid, lovers!
Ты aren't even "lovers"
because "lovers" is a word from "love" and love's a legend.
when i heard this once when i was young, i didn't believe it.
but know i believe it's the truth, and there's nothing else truth.
Ты may not believe me now, but Ты will, in few years in your life.
Любовь is a legend.
Любовь is a legend, there's nothing u can call it "love" , Ты can't even define it. Ты know why? because it isn't there! that's why Ты can't say i am in Любовь and say the same word after two years или two days.
Ты see, if it worked with your lover, Ты 'll say Ты loved each other, and if it didn't work, you'll say it wasn't love!!!
Ты are all stupid, lovers!
Ты aren't even "lovers"
because "lovers" is a word from "love" and love's a legend.
when i heard this once when i was young, i didn't believe it.
but know i believe it's the truth, and there's nothing else truth.
Ты may not believe me now, but Ты will, in few years in your life.
Любовь is a legend.
Prologue Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do Ты see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When Ты look at the world Ты always see the small things. Ты never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised by ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… или never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but Ты ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When Ты look at the world Ты always see the small things. Ты never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised by ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… или never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but Ты ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
Okay this fits to be Статья worthy. I have this budding idea for a story about a girl named Skye(real named skylar) who discovers that she and her two Друзья are Sirens ( a different kind than Ты think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring огонь and Hazelle can shapeshift objects. Their parents were Друзья and there dads, and hazelle and gabriel have one parent while skye has none, she lives with her aunt and she has this Остаться в живых sister who thinks she is a Siren but is their kinds' enemy. Meanwhile Hazelle and Gabriel are dating but skye and him are close because their moms were Друзья and wjen her parents died she lived with them for a while as kids. So eventually they like each other. This story is confusing and jeeds work but its what i have. Tell me should i tweek it или leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down by the river
или other times by her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever by her side
She’s avoided by everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
Sometimes she’s down by the river
или other times by her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever by her side
She’s avoided by everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…