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Alice comes back início from her trading trip. She missed her family and wants to meet her friends down in Underland. She recently heard that the Red queen has passed away and Ilosovic Stayn has been released back into the Red Queen's castle. Looking through her bedroom window, Alice saw Nivens looking at her and pointing at his watch. She gets dressed and follows him into the rabbit hole. She remembers how to go through the tiny door and brought the upelkuchen. "Hello, Nivens." she said. "Alice?"
"Tarrant!" She ran to hug him. "I told you I'll come back." Tarrant grins sadly. "What's wrong?"
"It's the Knave of Hearts. He demanded to Mirana to see you. You should go."
"Stayn? That coot? I better go. He may not have that army, but he still has the Jubjub bird." She held his hands. "I'll be back at the White Queen's castelo soon and I will meet you and Nivens there." Tarrant grins and she was off. It took Alice awhile to get to the Red castle. As she entered, it was empty. She heard footsteps behind her and she ran. Alice was out of breath when she reached the courtyard. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turns around. It was Ilosovic. "Alice? Is that you? You were much bigger when we last met."
"Yes, Stayne. I eat too much of upelkuchen that time. You wanted to see me?" Alice replied. "Oh, yes!" Stayne starts. "As you know Iracebeth is dead and I been sent back here to live all por myself. I need someone to live with. And that someone is..."
"Me?" Alice finished, and she turns to walk to a flowerbed. She picked a purple daisy, "I don't know. Back at the White Castle, I told all my friends I'll come back to them." Stayne grabs her and gave her a passionate kiss. Alice blushed and kissed him back. He whispered in her ear, "Nunz. Please?" Back at the White Castle, Tarrant is pacing back and forth. "Naught for usal!" he said. Chessur patted on his back. Mirana, the White Queen, comes to him and says, "Nunz. Be patient. I am sure that Alice will be back." She and Chessur goes into a different room, leaving the Hatter to think.
"Maybe she is right. I hope Alice is alright."
Alice yawns. She has been exploring the Red castelo for awhile. She needs to find a bedroom fast. Alice finds one, as it was set up for her arrival. "Hmmm, curiouser and curiouser." She steps in to get a closer look. It was simple, but beautiful. She likes the room. Stayn walks into the room and puts a arm around Alice.
"Is everything alright, tyke?" Alice grins. "Don't call me 'tyke'. But yes, it is perfect."
"I thought so, Alice. Still want to see your lunatic of friends?"
"Very," Alice replied. "Stayn? How do you feel about me? I'm curious. Tell me the truth." Stayn sighed. He wasn't how he was going to tell her the whole truth. "Ilosovic?"
"Maybe later. When I feel it's right. Now is not a good time." He walked towards the door and when he made to the doorway, he glanced at Alice. Does she feel the same way about me? he wondered. Ilosovic walked out and Alice was very confused. She followed. "Tarrant! Nunz! How in the world are you going fight the Knave of Hearts? He is very slurvish and still has the Jubjub bird!" Mallymkun called out to the Hatter. Tarrant turns and picks the little Dormouse up at eye level. "Mallymkun, Alice needs protected and she has been gone hours. She didn't came back for him. She came for us." He puts her down. "But Hatter, klotchyn! Naught for usal. You have gone gallymoggers!" Tarrant sighed and sat down. "But how? Can't go alone. Go get Nivens and Thackery please, Mallymkun."
"Sure thing." She went back to the White Castle.
Stayn got on his horse and went off, looking for any White Loyalists on the property. Alice continued to look around the castelo and stumbled upon his bedroom. Stayn had been in here recently. Alice looked around and found a picture on his nightstand.
It was a picture of her. Memory flooded back to her. Alice had given Ilosovic this very picture of herself because he didn't want to hurt her and saved her mulitple times. As a reward, a kiss on the cheek and the picture.
He still had it to remember her. "That was sweet of him! I never though Ilosovic would still have this picture."
"And I thought you would never find it." Alice gasps. Stayn walks in and sat on his bed. He smiled.
"All these years! And you still miss me?" Alice saw the guilt and sorrow in his eyes. He begun to cry.
"The thing is I only worked with Iracebeth because not only to prevent myself to be beheaded, but to see you. The fact that you were the only person who was nice to me and I felt loved." Alice began, "Stayn, if I would have known!" She, too, begin to feel sad. She sat down seguinte him. They made eye-contact and leaned in for a kiss.
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Alice comes back início from her trading trip. She missed her family and wants to meet her friends down in Underland. She recently heard that the Red queen has passed away and Ilosovic Stayn has been released back into the Red Queen's castle. Looking through her bedroom window, Alice saw Nivens looking at her and pointing at his watch. She gets dressed and follows him into the rabbit hole. She remembers how to go through the tiny door and brought the upelkuchen. "Hello, Nivens." she said. "Alice?"
"Tarrant!" She ran to hug him. "I told you I'll come back." Tarrant grins sadly. "What's wrong?"
"It's the Knave of Hearts. He demanded to Mirana to see you. You should go."
"Stayn? That coot? I better go. He may not have that army, but he still has the Jubjub bird." She held his hands. "I'll be back at the White Queen's castelo soon and I will meet you and Nivens there." Tarrant grins and she was off. It took Alice awhile to get to the Red castle. As she entered, it was empty. She heard footsteps behind her and she ran. Alice was out of breath when she reached the courtyard. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turns around. It was Ilosovic. "Alice? Is that you? You were much bigger when we last met."
"Yes, Stayne. I eat too much of upelkuchen that time. You wanted to see me?" Alice replied. "Oh, yes!" Stayne starts. "As you know Iracebeth is dead and I been sent back here to live all por myself. I need someone to live with. And that someone is..."
"Me?" Alice finished, and she turns to walk to a flowerbed. She picked a purple daisy, "I don't know. Back at the White Castle, I told all my friends I'll come back to them." Stayne grabs her and gave her a passionate kiss. Alice blushed and kissed him back. He whispered in her ear, "Nunz. Please?" Back at the White Castle, Tarrant is pacing back and forth. "Naught for usal!" he said. Chessur patted on his back. Mirana, the White Queen, comes to him and says, "Nunz. Be patient. I am sure that Alice will be back." She and Chessur goes into a different room, leaving the Hatter to think.
"Maybe she is right. I hope Alice is alright."
Alice yawns. She has been exploring the Red castelo for awhile. She needs to find a bedroom fast. Alice finds one, as it was set up for her arrival. "Hmmm, curiouser and curiouser." She steps in to get a closer look. It was simple, but beautiful. She likes the room. Stayn walks into the room and puts a arm around Alice.
"Is everything alright, tyke?" Alice grins. "Don't call me 'tyke'. But yes, it is perfect."
"I thought so, Alice. Still want to see your lunatic of friends?"
"Very," Alice replied. "Stayn? How do you feel about me? I'm curious. Tell me the truth." Stayn sighed. He wasn't how he was going to tell her the whole truth. "Ilosovic?"
"Maybe later. When I feel it's right. Now is not a good time." He walked towards the door and when he made to the doorway, he glanced at Alice. Does she feel the same way about me? he wondered. Ilosovic walked out and Alice was very confused. She followed. "Tarrant! Nunz! How in the world are you going fight the Knave of Hearts? He is very slurvish and still has the Jubjub bird!" Mallymkun called out to the Hatter. Tarrant turns and picks the little Dormouse up at eye level. "Mallymkun, Alice needs protected and she has been gone hours. She didn't came back for him. She came for us." He puts her down. "But Hatter, klotchyn! Naught for usal. You have gone gallymoggers!" Tarrant sighed and sat down. "But how? Can't go alone. Go get Nivens and Thackery please, Mallymkun."
"Sure thing." She went back to the White Castle.
Stayn got on his horse and went off, looking for any White Loyalists on the property. Alice continued to look around the castelo and stumbled upon his bedroom. Stayn had been in here recently. Alice looked around and found a picture on his nightstand.
It was a picture of her. Memory flooded back to her. Alice had given Ilosovic this very picture of herself because he didn't want to hurt her and saved her mulitple times. As a reward, a kiss on the cheek and the picture.
He still had it to remember her. "That was sweet of him! I never though Ilosovic would still have this picture."
"And I thought you would never find it." Alice gasps. Stayn walks in and sat on his bed. He smiled.
"All these years! And you still miss me?" Alice saw the guilt and sorrow in his eyes. He begun to cry.
"The thing is I only worked with Iracebeth because not only to prevent myself to be beheaded, but to see you. The fact that you were the only person who was nice to me and I felt loved." Alice began, "Stayn, if I would have known!" She, too, begin to feel sad. She sat down seguinte him. They made eye-contact and leaned in for a kiss.
What i want to do is to create something that speaks to kids or teens just like the disney filmes and comicbooks did to me as a kid and thats why i´m trying to write a book and i´m going to try and get that published.
I really admire people who succed with composição literária a book,drawing comics or anything like that and i really hope that i can be one of them some day.
Normally, this style just isn't me, but I feel like I needed to release all of my wrath, turning it into sadness, eventually.
So, I'm not an emo poem writer, but I just wanted to publicar this piece I literally just wrote.
I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.
I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.
I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.
I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.
I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.
I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
So, I'm not an emo poem writer, but I just wanted to publicar this piece I literally just wrote.
I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.
I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.
I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.
I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.
I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.
I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
Shaun
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil saia and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable amor as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil saia and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable amor as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
You couldn't and wouldn't,
ask for anything more.
Now all you want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
You wish you could help them,
through the pain,
but you can't,
you can only watch,
from the sky.
You can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
You put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
You may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one mais thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring you happiness and peace.
ask for anything more.
Now all you want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
You wish you could help them,
through the pain,
but you can't,
you can only watch,
from the sky.
You can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
You put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
You may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one mais thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring you happiness and peace.
She crawls into a memory.
She sits, she cries, knees folded up to her chest.
Life is not like it used to be.
Why can't she enjoy life like she did before?
Because she had no life then, no identity.
She was what others told her to be.
She has learned.
She is gaining an identity.
She doesn't know who she is.
She only recently discovered that she didn't know,
That she had no life, no identity.
It's looking for her,
Coming slowly, across the sea.
She fears it will not find her.
It will wander in the darkness,
Searching, but never finding,
Never knowing how close it has come.
And she will never know it, even though she sees it, touches it, tastes it,
She will never be able to embrace it.
She keeps searching for she,
For her place to be,
To belong in this world, and to stand out.
I keep searching for me,
For my destiny,
For my identity.
She sits, she cries, knees folded up to her chest.
Life is not like it used to be.
Why can't she enjoy life like she did before?
Because she had no life then, no identity.
She was what others told her to be.
She has learned.
She is gaining an identity.
She doesn't know who she is.
She only recently discovered that she didn't know,
That she had no life, no identity.
It's looking for her,
Coming slowly, across the sea.
She fears it will not find her.
It will wander in the darkness,
Searching, but never finding,
Never knowing how close it has come.
And she will never know it, even though she sees it, touches it, tastes it,
She will never be able to embrace it.
She keeps searching for she,
For her place to be,
To belong in this world, and to stand out.
I keep searching for me,
For my destiny,
For my identity.
I amor writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason you might think is strange.
composição literária
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.
Usually
I use composição literária to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.
I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things
That is why I amor writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason you might think is strange.
composição literária
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.
Usually
I use composição literária to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.
I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things
That is why I amor writing.