CHAPTER 2
A picture of a young blond man was shining on the screen, it was Jacob, their brother, the one who always held it together when everything was falling apart. adele snuggled closer to her brother. And for once, he didn't push her away, instead, he just held her, not speaking a word.”He promised! He promised he would come início early tonight!” she managed to say between her sobs. Then she burst into tears again. Simon held her until she fell asleep, tears still on her cheeks. He carried his sister up to her bed, where she could be far away from the pain. Dreaming, seeing mom, dad, now Jake... 'Why does everyone have to die on us?' Simon thought, as he pulled out some letters from the drawer and went outside, away from the place he had once called 'home'. But it didn't seem like início anymore. No shouting 'mom, dad I'm home!' after school, no 'see you later dad!' when running off to football practice. Nothing. It all seemed so far now.
Simon was completely broken now. Jacob had promised to take care of them, especially Adele. He promised he'd never leave them. Yet that's exactly what he did. Then Simon broke. “JACOB YOU PROMISED! YOU PROMISED YOU'D TAKE CARE OF HER! YOU PROMISED!!!” he yelled as loud as he could and then fainted, right there in the woods.
The seguinte day, when Simon finally woke up, he saw adele kneeling beside him, crying. “What's wrong?” he asked her.
“For a moment... I .. I thought... I thought I'd lost you too,” she mumbled, still crying. Simon sat up and hugged his sister for a segundo and then got up, not letting adele see how completely broken he really was. adele stayed kneeling there for a few minutes, thinking.
“Oh, por the way, marreco, drake and Mark are coming over tonight,” Simon told Adele, when she came to cozinha to find something to eat.
“Oh no! Those two druggies? Since when do you hang out with them again? Oh, right. Now that Jake isn't here to keep you away from troubles, you just have to start ruining your life again don't you?!” she yelled at him, and ran to her room, banging the door loudly.
So, the segundo part for the story :)
Tell me what you think :)
A picture of a young blond man was shining on the screen, it was Jacob, their brother, the one who always held it together when everything was falling apart. adele snuggled closer to her brother. And for once, he didn't push her away, instead, he just held her, not speaking a word.”He promised! He promised he would come início early tonight!” she managed to say between her sobs. Then she burst into tears again. Simon held her until she fell asleep, tears still on her cheeks. He carried his sister up to her bed, where she could be far away from the pain. Dreaming, seeing mom, dad, now Jake... 'Why does everyone have to die on us?' Simon thought, as he pulled out some letters from the drawer and went outside, away from the place he had once called 'home'. But it didn't seem like início anymore. No shouting 'mom, dad I'm home!' after school, no 'see you later dad!' when running off to football practice. Nothing. It all seemed so far now.
Simon was completely broken now. Jacob had promised to take care of them, especially Adele. He promised he'd never leave them. Yet that's exactly what he did. Then Simon broke. “JACOB YOU PROMISED! YOU PROMISED YOU'D TAKE CARE OF HER! YOU PROMISED!!!” he yelled as loud as he could and then fainted, right there in the woods.
The seguinte day, when Simon finally woke up, he saw adele kneeling beside him, crying. “What's wrong?” he asked her.
“For a moment... I .. I thought... I thought I'd lost you too,” she mumbled, still crying. Simon sat up and hugged his sister for a segundo and then got up, not letting adele see how completely broken he really was. adele stayed kneeling there for a few minutes, thinking.
“Oh, por the way, marreco, drake and Mark are coming over tonight,” Simon told Adele, when she came to cozinha to find something to eat.
“Oh no! Those two druggies? Since when do you hang out with them again? Oh, right. Now that Jake isn't here to keep you away from troubles, you just have to start ruining your life again don't you?!” she yelled at him, and ran to her room, banging the door loudly.
So, the segundo part for the story :)
Tell me what you think :)
I wrote this is five minutes. Not that good, I know.
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope you enjoy.
Read to the rhythym you would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat por his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the seguinte time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope you enjoy.
Read to the rhythym you would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat por his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the seguinte time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
You hurt me,
Both externally,
And internally,
You twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
You think you can hurt me,
Just because you gave me money,
You think you can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made you fell.
I wish you have never given birth to me,
I wish I can expose what you are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate you to the heart's core,
I want you to hear my vengeful call.
I respect you because I must,
Yet you blame me for not giving you my trust.
How can I love, or trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to you por blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever you will grieve
Both externally,
And internally,
You twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
You think you can hurt me,
Just because you gave me money,
You think you can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made you fell.
I wish you have never given birth to me,
I wish I can expose what you are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate you to the heart's core,
I want you to hear my vengeful call.
I respect you because I must,
Yet you blame me for not giving you my trust.
How can I love, or trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to you por blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever you will grieve
When you think you think your in love. Its just a trick. When you feel like your falling you are. Your fallin down and down intill you fall on spikes. The spikes peirce every part of your body but most of all they hit your heart. Thats why you fell like your bleeding from the inside to the outside. Thats why it hurts so badly.
amor can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when you fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When you fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes you feel. If you think Im right, or if im wrong, im curios to what you think. Thankyou!
amor can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when you fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When you fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes you feel. If you think Im right, or if im wrong, im curios to what you think. Thankyou!