Chapter [#2]
Narrators POV
An old man in a capa walked into the neighborhood in which Olivia lived. Everyone stared at him as he walked around.
Olivia's POV
I smiled brightly as I dived into the ocean, "wait up!!!" Oliver laughed as my five brothers ran after me with surfboards, buggy boards, buckets for picking up sea shells, and dad brought out our special maid sandcastle buckets. They were big and made the best structures ever!!! Plus our family is known for our sand castles/structures. I smiled and dived down, feeling the salty cold water against my skin, it's the best feeling ever. When I got up to the surface my family wasn't there, I got out of the ocean and looked around. Then a man in a capa came up to me, "Can I help you?" I asked slightly shaking a bit. Not because of the cold feeling you feel when the air blows on you after getting out of any body of water, but because of the fear I was feeling. He walked up closer to me, I dived into the water, and swam out to sea. Then I saw a fin, a tubarão fin, I screamed and swam back to shore. I was lucky I lived, I ran to my house but let out a loud scream when the man grabbed me. My family came outside and went pale, mom got the phone and called 911 but the last thing I saw and heard before the man knocked me out was, "Olivia!!!!!!!" And my parents and brothers running after me.
Narrators POV
The man came to the rough and tough city, where biker gangs, criminal activity, and the houses looked like total shit (pardon my language... but it's true) the sound of motocicletas rumbled around. But the old man soon came to a school, he walked into the school.
Jason's POV
I walked into class, "mr Johnson?" The teacher asked me, "Yeah?" I asked. "It's 4th period" she said angrily. "Yeah so what?" I asked and sat down, "you're loosing your education!" The teacher said glaring at me. "Yeah so what?" I asked again, "why were you in so late?" The teacher asked me. "My Alarm clock didn't go off, I had to take my motorcycle to the shop, I had to get my hair done, and I had to get mais clothes so I can look cool" I chuckled. "That's all mais important than school?" The teacher asks, I nodded yes. "Who's he?" Cole asked, I turned around to see an old man in a cloak. "How did you get in?" The teacher asked, the man walked up to me, "what do you want?" I asked him glaring at me. "Even when he glares he's hot" Justine sighed dreamily, I flashed a smile before turning to the guy again who then knocked me out.
Narrators POV
The old man walked to a huge huge mansion where you could hear screaming, the old man snuck through the back door.
Tatiana's POV
"I said I wanted a pony!!!!!!" I screamed angrily, "honey we looked for a pony" dad said to me. "Then why don't I have one?" I asked angrily, "the places where they sell ponies are going through a rough winter and they can't be brought to us" mom said, I let out a scream. Then a guy in a black capa walked into the room. "Who are you?" I asked him angrily, "security!!!" Dad screamed, but he knocked me out and vanished before the security guards came.
Narrators POV
The man in the capa came to the neighborhood where Cathy lived, the sound of loud screaming echoed through the neighborhood.
Cathy's POV
I ran after my cousin who was visiting, he had taken my bag of candy!!!! I screamed and screamed at him running and running. "Cathy stop being so loud!" Dad called, "then make Donny give me back my candy!" I called angrily. Dad came down, Donny gulped and gave me my doces back. "Thank you" I said but glared at Donny. "Now be quiet" dad said, but literally 3 segundos Donny took my hair brush and I was screaming and running. But then Donny and I stopped, there stood a man in a black cloak. "dad?!!!" I screamed, "no figure it out yourself!" He called. Then mom came back from work, she saw what was happening, she let out a scream. Then the man grabbed me "mom! Dad!" I cried. The last thing I heard before being knocked out was "Cathy!!!!!"
Narrators POV
The man in the capa came to the town where Xander lived.
Xander's POV
I groaned in annoyance when My sisters let out a loud squeal from the room seguinte to mine. It's hard being the only guy in the family, I looked at a picture of my dad and I. He and I went hiking in the woods, that was the dia before he headed into the army. Then 4 months later he was killed in while in battle, I felt some tears fall down my cheeks. He died when I was 6 and it was on my 6th birthday too, but ever since dad died it was just my mom, my sisters and me. Then there was a knock on my door, I opened it to see a man in a cloak. "Uhhh hello" I said, mom came running up quickly. Mom knows when we're in trouble. She let out a scream, the segundo I look at the guy I was knocked out.
Narrators POV
Now the man came to the village Lexi lives in, people looked at him suspiciously.
Lexis POV
my friends, Jane, Nevaeh, and Anna were over at the house for a sleep over. "I brought snacks" mom said coming in with chips and humus, fruit, pretzels, cotton candy, cookies, and crackers. "Thanks mom" I said smiling at her. "No problem honey" mim said and walked out. "So do you still have a crush on Felix?" Jane asked me, I nodded yes, "then why don't you talk to him?" Nevaeh asked me. "You know I'm nervous and can get shy when I even go close to him " I sighed. "We'll help you out with that nervousness and shyness" Anna said smiling, "thanks" I said smiling. Then there was a knock on the door, thinking it was mom, I called "Come in!" But it wasn't mom It was a man in a cloak. He walked towards me, I was afraid. I scooted back, but then i was knocked out.
Narrators POV
The man in the capa came to the Big beautiful house in the country where Cameron's dad and mom bought so they could go and preform in the country performance.
Cameron's POV
I smiled brightly as I took dance lessons from my teacher. I had finished cantar lessons so I'm doing my dance lessons. "excellent Cameron" mr Francisco said smiling, I smiled back. Mom and dad then came in, "now lets practice on the stage" mom said smiling. I gulped a big, I'm very afraid to go on stage you know and I can't do anything about it. Mom and dad took me on a stage with no one there, they put música on but I was too scared to do anything. Mom and dad came on stage with me. I hugged them crying, "I can't do it!!" I sobbed. "It'll be Okay" mom said smiling at me, then a man in a capa came on stage. He threw my parents away from me and knocked me out
Narrators POV
"Last house" the man in the capa said as he came to a school, Asher's school.
Asher's POV
I smiled as I solved the hard math problem on the board, "you never fail to impress me Asher" mr Franchise said smiling. I nodded happily, but couldn't help but think about that girl at the pool. She always visits the pool, even in the winter with an indoor pool. Then the fogo alarm went off and I cheirado, cheirava, smelt smoke. Everyone walked out, but before I got to the door I was knocked out por some guy in a cloak
Narrators POV
An old man in a capa walked into the neighborhood in which Olivia lived. Everyone stared at him as he walked around.
Olivia's POV
I smiled brightly as I dived into the ocean, "wait up!!!" Oliver laughed as my five brothers ran after me with surfboards, buggy boards, buckets for picking up sea shells, and dad brought out our special maid sandcastle buckets. They were big and made the best structures ever!!! Plus our family is known for our sand castles/structures. I smiled and dived down, feeling the salty cold water against my skin, it's the best feeling ever. When I got up to the surface my family wasn't there, I got out of the ocean and looked around. Then a man in a capa came up to me, "Can I help you?" I asked slightly shaking a bit. Not because of the cold feeling you feel when the air blows on you after getting out of any body of water, but because of the fear I was feeling. He walked up closer to me, I dived into the water, and swam out to sea. Then I saw a fin, a tubarão fin, I screamed and swam back to shore. I was lucky I lived, I ran to my house but let out a loud scream when the man grabbed me. My family came outside and went pale, mom got the phone and called 911 but the last thing I saw and heard before the man knocked me out was, "Olivia!!!!!!!" And my parents and brothers running after me.
Narrators POV
The man came to the rough and tough city, where biker gangs, criminal activity, and the houses looked like total shit (pardon my language... but it's true) the sound of motocicletas rumbled around. But the old man soon came to a school, he walked into the school.
Jason's POV
I walked into class, "mr Johnson?" The teacher asked me, "Yeah?" I asked. "It's 4th period" she said angrily. "Yeah so what?" I asked and sat down, "you're loosing your education!" The teacher said glaring at me. "Yeah so what?" I asked again, "why were you in so late?" The teacher asked me. "My Alarm clock didn't go off, I had to take my motorcycle to the shop, I had to get my hair done, and I had to get mais clothes so I can look cool" I chuckled. "That's all mais important than school?" The teacher asks, I nodded yes. "Who's he?" Cole asked, I turned around to see an old man in a cloak. "How did you get in?" The teacher asked, the man walked up to me, "what do you want?" I asked him glaring at me. "Even when he glares he's hot" Justine sighed dreamily, I flashed a smile before turning to the guy again who then knocked me out.
Narrators POV
The old man walked to a huge huge mansion where you could hear screaming, the old man snuck through the back door.
Tatiana's POV
"I said I wanted a pony!!!!!!" I screamed angrily, "honey we looked for a pony" dad said to me. "Then why don't I have one?" I asked angrily, "the places where they sell ponies are going through a rough winter and they can't be brought to us" mom said, I let out a scream. Then a guy in a black capa walked into the room. "Who are you?" I asked him angrily, "security!!!" Dad screamed, but he knocked me out and vanished before the security guards came.
Narrators POV
The man in the capa came to the neighborhood where Cathy lived, the sound of loud screaming echoed through the neighborhood.
Cathy's POV
I ran after my cousin who was visiting, he had taken my bag of candy!!!! I screamed and screamed at him running and running. "Cathy stop being so loud!" Dad called, "then make Donny give me back my candy!" I called angrily. Dad came down, Donny gulped and gave me my doces back. "Thank you" I said but glared at Donny. "Now be quiet" dad said, but literally 3 segundos Donny took my hair brush and I was screaming and running. But then Donny and I stopped, there stood a man in a black cloak. "dad?!!!" I screamed, "no figure it out yourself!" He called. Then mom came back from work, she saw what was happening, she let out a scream. Then the man grabbed me "mom! Dad!" I cried. The last thing I heard before being knocked out was "Cathy!!!!!"
Narrators POV
The man in the capa came to the town where Xander lived.
Xander's POV
I groaned in annoyance when My sisters let out a loud squeal from the room seguinte to mine. It's hard being the only guy in the family, I looked at a picture of my dad and I. He and I went hiking in the woods, that was the dia before he headed into the army. Then 4 months later he was killed in while in battle, I felt some tears fall down my cheeks. He died when I was 6 and it was on my 6th birthday too, but ever since dad died it was just my mom, my sisters and me. Then there was a knock on my door, I opened it to see a man in a cloak. "Uhhh hello" I said, mom came running up quickly. Mom knows when we're in trouble. She let out a scream, the segundo I look at the guy I was knocked out.
Narrators POV
Now the man came to the village Lexi lives in, people looked at him suspiciously.
Lexis POV
my friends, Jane, Nevaeh, and Anna were over at the house for a sleep over. "I brought snacks" mom said coming in with chips and humus, fruit, pretzels, cotton candy, cookies, and crackers. "Thanks mom" I said smiling at her. "No problem honey" mim said and walked out. "So do you still have a crush on Felix?" Jane asked me, I nodded yes, "then why don't you talk to him?" Nevaeh asked me. "You know I'm nervous and can get shy when I even go close to him " I sighed. "We'll help you out with that nervousness and shyness" Anna said smiling, "thanks" I said smiling. Then there was a knock on the door, thinking it was mom, I called "Come in!" But it wasn't mom It was a man in a cloak. He walked towards me, I was afraid. I scooted back, but then i was knocked out.
Narrators POV
The man in the capa came to the Big beautiful house in the country where Cameron's dad and mom bought so they could go and preform in the country performance.
Cameron's POV
I smiled brightly as I took dance lessons from my teacher. I had finished cantar lessons so I'm doing my dance lessons. "excellent Cameron" mr Francisco said smiling, I smiled back. Mom and dad then came in, "now lets practice on the stage" mom said smiling. I gulped a big, I'm very afraid to go on stage you know and I can't do anything about it. Mom and dad took me on a stage with no one there, they put música on but I was too scared to do anything. Mom and dad came on stage with me. I hugged them crying, "I can't do it!!" I sobbed. "It'll be Okay" mom said smiling at me, then a man in a capa came on stage. He threw my parents away from me and knocked me out
Narrators POV
"Last house" the man in the capa said as he came to a school, Asher's school.
Asher's POV
I smiled as I solved the hard math problem on the board, "you never fail to impress me Asher" mr Franchise said smiling. I nodded happily, but couldn't help but think about that girl at the pool. She always visits the pool, even in the winter with an indoor pool. Then the fogo alarm went off and I cheirado, cheirava, smelt smoke. Everyone walked out, but before I got to the door I was knocked out por some guy in a cloak
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the segundos of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But you should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do you do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three mais seconds, gone, like that,
Did you use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these segundos in hell.
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the segundos of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But you should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do you do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three mais seconds, gone, like that,
Did you use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these segundos in hell.
His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the colina
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the colina
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die emo cadela, puta die, bitchy whore. That last comment doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first kiss and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it said rosas are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if you want I'll tell them to can it, all because I amor you Janet. I don't know who wrote you amor poem rhyme thing but I amor you too!
Is It True You Lie?
Is It True You Hate Me?
Is It True You Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True You Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True You Like Me Crying?
Is It True You Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True You Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True You Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True You Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True You Let Me Call You My True Bestfriend When You Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Is It True You Hate Me?
Is It True You Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True You Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True You Like Me Crying?
Is It True You Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True You Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True You Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True You Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True You Let Me Call You My True Bestfriend When You Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Her eyes were fogo red,
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why you are
mad at me.
Why you shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My friends ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why you are mad.
Why do you have to do
what you do to me?
Why does it give you
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my friends take action?
Why cant you tell me WHY?
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why you are
mad at me.
Why you shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My friends ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why you are mad.
Why do you have to do
what you do to me?
Why does it give you
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my friends take action?
Why cant you tell me WHY?
Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not por blood, then por what?
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, you ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time composição literária in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, you ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time composição literária in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
