Part 1
Alexis walked side سے طرف کی side withElyon, who had been waiting patiently outside the door for her to get ready. Her shoes slapped off the ground and her long pinifor swayed سے طرف کی her knees, she wrapped her long arms around her upper body feeling the chill of the large building.
"You will get used to it," Elyon murmered peering in the classroom as they past them."It's normlly warmer at night, but thats in the main building, not here I'm afraid," she saidrubbing at her own goosebumps. "We arent alloeed to wear anything else butthe uniform, against pollicy...though they get to wear-" she stopped catching herself before she could go any further. Alexis stopped, notticing the slip. She waitied for ELyon to stopp and turn back before questioning her.
"They?" She کہا putting her hands on her waist. Elyon bit her bottom lip and looked around.
"We better hurry up," she کہا pulling at Alexis's shoulder. But Alexis pulled away from her grip.
"What is going on Elyon? What is it آپ are not telling me?" Elyon started to mumble that they would be late but Alexi hushed her. the truth was that they already were late, and Alexis didnt want to walk in late and new. Elyon looke dodwn at her shoes before finally looking up to stare Alexis right in the eyes.
"This isn't exactly a normal school, Alexis. There are some people that live here and are different,' She کہا playing with her fingers. ALexis scrunched up her face and shook her head.But before she could ask any مزید Elyon continued. "they have these gifts, like magic...they don't wear our uniform...i dont know how to explain it..them. But the only attend for these classes, then they leave to go back to their own private building." Alexis still didn't understand.
"But how do آپ know this? How do know that they have...gifts?"Alexis asked lowering her voice. Elyon looked ashamed.
"Because should be going to that school, Alexis I was a Primrose Student!"
Sorry have to end this on here, I will be putting part 2 up tommorow.
Thanks for reading x
Alexis walked side سے طرف کی side withElyon, who had been waiting patiently outside the door for her to get ready. Her shoes slapped off the ground and her long pinifor swayed سے طرف کی her knees, she wrapped her long arms around her upper body feeling the chill of the large building.
"You will get used to it," Elyon murmered peering in the classroom as they past them."It's normlly warmer at night, but thats in the main building, not here I'm afraid," she saidrubbing at her own goosebumps. "We arent alloeed to wear anything else butthe uniform, against pollicy...though they get to wear-" she stopped catching herself before she could go any further. Alexis stopped, notticing the slip. She waitied for ELyon to stopp and turn back before questioning her.
"They?" She کہا putting her hands on her waist. Elyon bit her bottom lip and looked around.
"We better hurry up," she کہا pulling at Alexis's shoulder. But Alexis pulled away from her grip.
"What is going on Elyon? What is it آپ are not telling me?" Elyon started to mumble that they would be late but Alexi hushed her. the truth was that they already were late, and Alexis didnt want to walk in late and new. Elyon looke dodwn at her shoes before finally looking up to stare Alexis right in the eyes.
"This isn't exactly a normal school, Alexis. There are some people that live here and are different,' She کہا playing with her fingers. ALexis scrunched up her face and shook her head.But before she could ask any مزید Elyon continued. "they have these gifts, like magic...they don't wear our uniform...i dont know how to explain it..them. But the only attend for these classes, then they leave to go back to their own private building." Alexis still didn't understand.
"But how do آپ know this? How do know that they have...gifts?"Alexis asked lowering her voice. Elyon looked ashamed.
"Because should be going to that school, Alexis I was a Primrose Student!"
Sorry have to end this on here, I will be putting part 2 up tommorow.
Thanks for reading x
I sat alone.
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded سے طرف کی my thoughts, but no people. سے طرف کی my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat سے طرف کی me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded سے طرف کی my thoughts, but no people. سے طرف کی my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat سے طرف کی me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.
On a foggy دن ,
Following the light ,
Running far away .
There was a little car ,
Driven سے طرف کی two children ,
Made out of plastic and gum ,
With a fake license number .
And the car was the product
Of one’s imagination,
It was the guide through the forest
Of his life’s interpretation.
And the forest was dark
And hunted سے طرف کی wolves ,
Full of tears and pain
And of smiles went to vain.
And this kid was an orphan,
Slowly rushing through life ,
Searching for his mother ,
Waiting to be held tight.
He is lost and scared ,
Yet unstoppable ,
Cause all his life he’s spent
Walking through that forest.
We ain’t all lucky and rich
یا have families.
The truth is we only have ourselves,
To make our own journies.
This orphan’s an example
For those who don’t know ,
That that forest is the rode
We all have to go on .
First person writing is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). آپ use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to آپ 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 سیکنڈ person. The narrator is talking to you, but instead they use words like "He", "She", "It", and "They." Third person کتابیں often have the most detail.
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