hey... so this is my new story... I don't like the other one! So... I started this one! don't forget 2 comment and rate!
Something was missing. Something big, like my heart! I couldn't find it. I got up from my own screams. I couldn't breathe. He wasn't there to hold me in his cold hands. He wasn't there anymore. I doubted if he would ever come back. I was thinking of everything I could do to get to him. Tears came down of my face and dropped on my travesseiro as I tried to stand up and go to the bathroom. Charlie was already downstairs so I hurried and made him breakfast. I didn't eat anything like the past 6 months and I could say that he was mad.
"Bella, I'm gonna send you home! That's it!"
I burst into tears as he said the words.
"But... You can't do this! You just can't..."
Subs didn't let me talk. Charlie was red and he was looking straight into my eyes.
"Bella, Renee can take good care of you! Honestly, everyday of this 6 months you're mopping around, doing everything but in face doing NOTHING!"
"He's gone! I know you liked him very much but isn't this too much?!"
I screamed:
"No... for your information DAD, it's NOT!"
I took my backpack and got out of the house. It was raining already. When I saw the clouds, I suddenly smiled. He liked the weather like this... I guess!
"Hey, Bella!"
Mike and Jessica called my name when I was getting out of my car.
"Did you study Math?! We have an exam!"
I nodded without thinking to math. We gave the test and then it was time for biology class. His assento was empty.
After school, I went shopping for a pair of jeans. His favorito color was blue, so I wanted a pair of blue jeans.
I was on my way to início when I saw Cullen's house road. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if I would die there when I see their rooms empty. with no COLD ONES!
I turned around and decided to go home. I wanted to be strong. But... who was there for me to make me be strong for him?! As I went in my room I recognized something under the carpet of my room. I went closer and got the papers out from there. The título was:
"Last part of me"
Something was missing. Something big, like my heart! I couldn't find it. I got up from my own screams. I couldn't breathe. He wasn't there to hold me in his cold hands. He wasn't there anymore. I doubted if he would ever come back. I was thinking of everything I could do to get to him. Tears came down of my face and dropped on my travesseiro as I tried to stand up and go to the bathroom. Charlie was already downstairs so I hurried and made him breakfast. I didn't eat anything like the past 6 months and I could say that he was mad.
"Bella, I'm gonna send you home! That's it!"
I burst into tears as he said the words.
"But... You can't do this! You just can't..."
Subs didn't let me talk. Charlie was red and he was looking straight into my eyes.
"Bella, Renee can take good care of you! Honestly, everyday of this 6 months you're mopping around, doing everything but in face doing NOTHING!"
"He's gone! I know you liked him very much but isn't this too much?!"
I screamed:
"No... for your information DAD, it's NOT!"
I took my backpack and got out of the house. It was raining already. When I saw the clouds, I suddenly smiled. He liked the weather like this... I guess!
"Hey, Bella!"
Mike and Jessica called my name when I was getting out of my car.
"Did you study Math?! We have an exam!"
I nodded without thinking to math. We gave the test and then it was time for biology class. His assento was empty.
After school, I went shopping for a pair of jeans. His favorito color was blue, so I wanted a pair of blue jeans.
I was on my way to início when I saw Cullen's house road. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if I would die there when I see their rooms empty. with no COLD ONES!
I turned around and decided to go home. I wanted to be strong. But... who was there for me to make me be strong for him?! As I went in my room I recognized something under the carpet of my room. I went closer and got the papers out from there. The título was:
"Last part of me"
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants you to do something,
Or be something
That sometimes you don’t want to be?
They are those!
You know them!
You probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect you to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
You don’t want to take.
They are those who expect you to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
You prefer to be small and humble.
But do you think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since you were born,
Came up with a path for you in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
Sitting right where you are
You have no claim on me
I know my own path
I am my own guide
You are nothing to me
No matter how you try
What do you care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you
I know my own path
I am my own guide
You don't know me
No matter how you try
Why are you here?
You know I don't want you
I told you to leave me
I am my own path
I know my own guide
You can't mold me
No matter how you try
Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. lol Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
A whisper in the cavern that goes unheard,
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved por any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind or fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
or accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will you take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop cantar of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even por taking one step forward,
por placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
you will realize the cage has already been broken.
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved por any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind or fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
or accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will you take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop cantar of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even por taking one step forward,
por placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
you will realize the cage has already been broken.
Once i was having a dia dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.
Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 ano old was composição literária a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are you doing here?," she asked. "I amor the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner you guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446