Then it wasn’t my confession that gave him the big shock, Sara thought, He already knew the whole story that’s why he understood my acts.
Until now I don’t know how I dared to step in and ask your friend to introduce me to you. Though I’m not used to that, it felt so right.
“Sara” Emily called you when you were about to get into the car.
“Hi Emily, How are you?” you answered joyfully with the prettiest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Fine” she said with her bright smile.
“You haven’t introduced me to your handsome boyfriend” You said playfully and my coração beat faster than before.
“Oh yes, this is James, he’s in med school too. I met him today in Mr. Calhan class.”
“It’s a great pleasure to meet you James” You smiled enchantingly
“The pleasure is all mine” I said nervously
You were starring at me in a way that made me even mais nervous and confused. You reached your hands slowly, and you didn’t let go until a few seconds. I was looking at you the seguinte a few seconds, unaware of what you were saying to Emily.
“How about you come, James?” You said brightly
“Excuse me, come to where?”
“To my birthday party, tomorrow at seven o’clock, you have to come. I’ll write the address for you” I happily accepted the invitation.
I went back to my dirty, small flat, counting hours until the seguinte dia comes and I see you again.
Sara pushed the chair back. Yes, she does remember that day, with all it specifics. Truly she got encantada with his charm the moment she reached her hand. She confesses that she felt weird emotions when his warm hand lay in hers. She didn’t know why it happened, but she did feel it.
The idea popped to her mind the seguinte day, when she saw him setting beside a tree, organizing his books and composição literária notes on them, and when she looked at the other side, to find Matthew, standing with Rachel, his fiancée. They seemed so cute together, that Sara felt her coração beating pain instead of blood, her hands shaking, and her face turning red caused por anger. She was ready to kill Rachel that moment. Stupid blond girl! She thought. She hated Rachel mais than any other creature, with her blond hair, her green eyes, her milky skin, the pride in her eyes, her stupid laugh, everything about her, but what she hates the most is .. The fact that she’s Matthew’s fiancée. I should be standing por his side instead of that arrogant blond girl. She was shaking from head to toe, when he gave Rachel a gentle kiss on her cheek, she was about to shout but Emily interrupted that feeling to calm her down. She got back to her normal attitude; to pretend that she’s over Matthew to let everyone believes that she is, while she still loves him mais than any one.
Emily didn’t stop talking all the time, but Sara didn’t listen to any of what she’s said. She was looking at James who was setting behind Emily. Why not? She thought, He’s handsome, he looks a bit shy but I can handle him, yes this is how I get my revenge this is how I will punish Matthew.
Sara can’t understand her capability of remembering this day. She remembers everything clearly even how the idea that destroyed James went through her mind. She feels so stupid now, how she didn’t think of him and his emotions? How she didn’t think that he may truly amor her and suffer because of her? Was she that stupid? Did jealousy blind her that much? She deserves what he’s written about her, because she truly… destroyed him.
Until now I don’t know how I dared to step in and ask your friend to introduce me to you. Though I’m not used to that, it felt so right.
“Sara” Emily called you when you were about to get into the car.
“Hi Emily, How are you?” you answered joyfully with the prettiest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Fine” she said with her bright smile.
“You haven’t introduced me to your handsome boyfriend” You said playfully and my coração beat faster than before.
“Oh yes, this is James, he’s in med school too. I met him today in Mr. Calhan class.”
“It’s a great pleasure to meet you James” You smiled enchantingly
“The pleasure is all mine” I said nervously
You were starring at me in a way that made me even mais nervous and confused. You reached your hands slowly, and you didn’t let go until a few seconds. I was looking at you the seguinte a few seconds, unaware of what you were saying to Emily.
“How about you come, James?” You said brightly
“Excuse me, come to where?”
“To my birthday party, tomorrow at seven o’clock, you have to come. I’ll write the address for you” I happily accepted the invitation.
I went back to my dirty, small flat, counting hours until the seguinte dia comes and I see you again.
Sara pushed the chair back. Yes, she does remember that day, with all it specifics. Truly she got encantada with his charm the moment she reached her hand. She confesses that she felt weird emotions when his warm hand lay in hers. She didn’t know why it happened, but she did feel it.
The idea popped to her mind the seguinte day, when she saw him setting beside a tree, organizing his books and composição literária notes on them, and when she looked at the other side, to find Matthew, standing with Rachel, his fiancée. They seemed so cute together, that Sara felt her coração beating pain instead of blood, her hands shaking, and her face turning red caused por anger. She was ready to kill Rachel that moment. Stupid blond girl! She thought. She hated Rachel mais than any other creature, with her blond hair, her green eyes, her milky skin, the pride in her eyes, her stupid laugh, everything about her, but what she hates the most is .. The fact that she’s Matthew’s fiancée. I should be standing por his side instead of that arrogant blond girl. She was shaking from head to toe, when he gave Rachel a gentle kiss on her cheek, she was about to shout but Emily interrupted that feeling to calm her down. She got back to her normal attitude; to pretend that she’s over Matthew to let everyone believes that she is, while she still loves him mais than any one.
Emily didn’t stop talking all the time, but Sara didn’t listen to any of what she’s said. She was looking at James who was setting behind Emily. Why not? She thought, He’s handsome, he looks a bit shy but I can handle him, yes this is how I get my revenge this is how I will punish Matthew.
Sara can’t understand her capability of remembering this day. She remembers everything clearly even how the idea that destroyed James went through her mind. She feels so stupid now, how she didn’t think of him and his emotions? How she didn’t think that he may truly amor her and suffer because of her? Was she that stupid? Did jealousy blind her that much? She deserves what he’s written about her, because she truly… destroyed him.
How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a triângulo of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a triângulo of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
Blood Bound plot. No it is not cute, it’s not simple; it’s pessimist and frightful. The story is suggestive of Rosemary’s Baby, which does not seem accidental.
It is 2019, and we’re still exploring age-old subjects like Wicca, human sacrifice and sects. Somehow, those subgenres stand the test of time. Horror stories built around pregnancy never get old either, for obvious reasons. As saturated as these themes may be, in horror cinema these days, Blood Bound manages to impress and surprise. It’s its own thing.
I felt them start to build up
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn
He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger
I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself
Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn
He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger
I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself
Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
