.. my little sister Leaisl. B-B-But the image wasn't from my eyes, no. From her eyes at my... my funeral
'Sam is very peaceful, Mama. I would love to be like her' I said, twirling Samantha's hair around my finger
'Lea, she's-' کہا Kevin
'She doesn't know!!' Grandma hissed back
'Know about what?'
'That Sammie is in a state of peace. To be like her, آپ must disconnect from the li- I mean, outside world. Are آپ willing to do this?'
Godfather بھیڑیا stepped out of the shadows behind us and into the light. He stared at me with his one eye, the other bandaged. 'I-I-I am not sure. I will think about it, God-Poppy' I replied
Wolf?! He never liked me, but loved little Leaisl. Another memory from Leaisl's eyes flashed in my mind
'Now, I am proud to present your new queen, Angelica Brovannia Sereno Sefalia!'
Angel stepped out of the doorway and into the spotlight. Her fiery red hair was pulled into a tight bun. Her Mama's makeup caked her face. She became queen, rather than me, because Sammy had died. The Fitzpatrick and Sefalia families had been in a rivalry for generations. When the Sefalias had found out Sam had almost been assassinated, they made a bet that if she died, Angel would become queen. If Sam survived, the اگلے 10 girls born in the Fitzpatrick family would become queen. Sadly, Sam died. It was about 10 years ago, the reason still unknown.
'I deserved that crown!' I yelled at her
'Your family made an illegal bet! I rightfully deserve that crown! How do آپ know she was even killed سے طرف کی that crazy man?!'
'Calm down, little Leaisl' Angel calmly replied, talking in her strong Russian accent and smoking a cigarrete
'Well, we don't know, but آپ don't know. It's most likely the man killed her. She was very healthy, da? No diseases, she got all her shots, your family consists of germ-freaks. So, that leaves assasination!'
'She loves traveling to the woods! There is many wild animals in the wild! She had been bitten, so it was probally a snake یا something like that!'
'Hah, a snake. Before our city was built, this land was cleared of everything. They dug giant holes to make sure no animal was still alive on the land. Then, they built all this. We have security all around the town and it is not capable of any animal to enter.'
'Angel, I-I-I can't believe we used to be friends! You're... you're so cruel!'
I dropped to the floor of her room, crying. She stared down at me. 'After Sam died, آپ supported me and hepled me. I thought of آپ as my new big sister.'
'Ahh, Leaisl. I have da siblings. I thought of آپ as one, though. But, it has to end soon. There is no thing as best دوستوں forever. آپ know what I mean, da?' Angel grabbed something I couldn't see out of her ڈیسک and walked toward me, looking angry.
'Da?' and everything went black.
Leaisl! Angelica killed her?! I can't believe it. I stared at the blankness, though really Skye's دل rate, not realizing it was going a ongoing, boring tone.
"Sam? Sam? Oh my god. Skye! Doctor! Doctor! Sam? Are آپ OK? Sam? Sam? I should be getting آپ home, anyway
'Sam is very peaceful, Mama. I would love to be like her' I said, twirling Samantha's hair around my finger
'Lea, she's-' کہا Kevin
'She doesn't know!!' Grandma hissed back
'Know about what?'
'That Sammie is in a state of peace. To be like her, آپ must disconnect from the li- I mean, outside world. Are آپ willing to do this?'
Godfather بھیڑیا stepped out of the shadows behind us and into the light. He stared at me with his one eye, the other bandaged. 'I-I-I am not sure. I will think about it, God-Poppy' I replied
Wolf?! He never liked me, but loved little Leaisl. Another memory from Leaisl's eyes flashed in my mind
'Now, I am proud to present your new queen, Angelica Brovannia Sereno Sefalia!'
Angel stepped out of the doorway and into the spotlight. Her fiery red hair was pulled into a tight bun. Her Mama's makeup caked her face. She became queen, rather than me, because Sammy had died. The Fitzpatrick and Sefalia families had been in a rivalry for generations. When the Sefalias had found out Sam had almost been assassinated, they made a bet that if she died, Angel would become queen. If Sam survived, the اگلے 10 girls born in the Fitzpatrick family would become queen. Sadly, Sam died. It was about 10 years ago, the reason still unknown.
'I deserved that crown!' I yelled at her
'Your family made an illegal bet! I rightfully deserve that crown! How do آپ know she was even killed سے طرف کی that crazy man?!'
'Calm down, little Leaisl' Angel calmly replied, talking in her strong Russian accent and smoking a cigarrete
'Well, we don't know, but آپ don't know. It's most likely the man killed her. She was very healthy, da? No diseases, she got all her shots, your family consists of germ-freaks. So, that leaves assasination!'
'She loves traveling to the woods! There is many wild animals in the wild! She had been bitten, so it was probally a snake یا something like that!'
'Hah, a snake. Before our city was built, this land was cleared of everything. They dug giant holes to make sure no animal was still alive on the land. Then, they built all this. We have security all around the town and it is not capable of any animal to enter.'
'Angel, I-I-I can't believe we used to be friends! You're... you're so cruel!'
I dropped to the floor of her room, crying. She stared down at me. 'After Sam died, آپ supported me and hepled me. I thought of آپ as my new big sister.'
'Ahh, Leaisl. I have da siblings. I thought of آپ as one, though. But, it has to end soon. There is no thing as best دوستوں forever. آپ know what I mean, da?' Angel grabbed something I couldn't see out of her ڈیسک and walked toward me, looking angry.
'Da?' and everything went black.
Leaisl! Angelica killed her?! I can't believe it. I stared at the blankness, though really Skye's دل rate, not realizing it was going a ongoing, boring tone.
"Sam? Sam? Oh my god. Skye! Doctor! Doctor! Sam? Are آپ OK? Sam? Sam? I should be getting آپ home, anyway
this my poem...I just wrote it randomly...Don't know if it's any good...what do آپ think?
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If آپ love him,
Tell him so.
If آپ love 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 love you,
I’ve told آپ so.
And if آپ love me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I love you,
I’ve told آپ so.
And if آپ love me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if آپ love him,
Tell him so.
If آپ love 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 آپ love him,
Tell him so.
If آپ love 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 love you,
I’ve told آپ so.
And if آپ love me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I love you,
I’ve told آپ so.
And if آپ love me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if آپ love him,
Tell him so.
If آپ love 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 آپ 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 آپ can do.
what I'm writing isn't exactly an مضمون , but I hope آپ will enjoy it ^_^ ..
Girl; Do I ever پار, صلیب you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do آپ like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do آپ want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would آپ cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would آپ live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would آپ do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me یا you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason آپ never پار, صلیب my mind is because آپ are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like آپ is because I love آپ .
*The reason I don't want آپ is because I need آپ .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if آپ left is because I would die if آپ left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for آپ is because I would die for آپ .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do آپ anything for آپ is because I would do everything for آپ .
*The reason I chose my life is because آپ are my life .
Girl; Do I ever پار, صلیب you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do آپ like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do آپ want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would آپ cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would آپ live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would آپ do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me یا you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason آپ never پار, صلیب my mind is because آپ are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like آپ is because I love آپ .
*The reason I don't want آپ is because I need آپ .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if آپ left is because I would die if آپ left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for آپ is because I would die for آپ .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do آپ anything for آپ is because I would do everything for آپ .
*The reason I chose my life is because آپ are my life .
inch سے طرف کی inch
bringing me closer
to my doom
butterflies of
anticipation
flutter nervously
in my stomach
knuckles whiten
jaws clench
what have I
gotten myself into
the suspense
is killing me
I'm going to hate it
I'm going to love it
I might lose my lunch
but I don't care
heaven help me
here it comes...
...
I hold my breath...
...
and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I remember the دن I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for آپ love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place آپ could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with مزید آگ کے, آگ then آپ could ever imagine.
مزید passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the دن I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real باسکٹ, باسکٹ بال coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for آپ love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place آپ could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with مزید آگ کے, آگ then آپ could ever imagine.
مزید passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the دن I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real باسکٹ, باسکٹ بال coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
یا I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told سے طرف کی hidden scars
Unable to دکھائیں themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
یا I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told سے طرف کی hidden scars
Unable to دکھائیں themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
The Writer Behind the Words
