Chapter 1
Negative stranger
“Have a backbone . . . wait, your an arthropod.”
The sun was burning my eyes as the world spun around me. When I opened them, my eyes burned and then i thought I heard a sizzle, which, of course, was my imagination. I could feel the burning sensation on my upper arm from the shot last night. Crazy. The sunny burn kept burning my pupils until I opened my eyes fully. Then I notice that it’s just my light in my room.
Bummer.
I sat up and rubbed the sore spot on my upper arm area. Shots hurt mais than you think. When I stood up, I fell back onto my bed, feeling too tired to walk or do anything. I had no idea what I was going to do on the weekends when I didn’t have to get up, I’d sleep in all day. When my legs became shivery, I had to pull my shorts down a little more. The black camisola, camisole I was wearing had two chocolate labs on it. I looked down on the smiling puppies. I chuckled and then sat up once more.
The solar system seemed like it was speeding up every step I took to the bathroom.
I was getting ready for my first dia of school at a new school called Forget High School. Really says something for you.
One of my best friends lived there and she said it was full of exotic animals, (I think she meant the people.) She reconsidered, and switch schools. If it was that bad, why did she tell me they were cool people? Megan, which was her name, said in her prissy voice, ‘I think a boy named Jo was really hot, his group was also cool’. She was very annoying. I wonder why I ever made friends with her. Megan was nice, but, a little on the chattery side. I’m never in a mood to chat all the time. She gave up on my friendship when I left her sitting in the lunch room when I was in the counselors office. I guess she hates waiting for someone who actually is the only person in the whole school to be friends with her. That was at my old school. it’s time to start fresh.
Fresh.
Don’t ask.
“I don’t like the feeling of this,” I whispered to myself. My stomach was engulfing a big lump. I looked at the mirror. My dark red, short hair was all enrolados and messed up.
Negative stranger
“Have a backbone . . . wait, your an arthropod.”
The sun was burning my eyes as the world spun around me. When I opened them, my eyes burned and then i thought I heard a sizzle, which, of course, was my imagination. I could feel the burning sensation on my upper arm from the shot last night. Crazy. The sunny burn kept burning my pupils until I opened my eyes fully. Then I notice that it’s just my light in my room.
Bummer.
I sat up and rubbed the sore spot on my upper arm area. Shots hurt mais than you think. When I stood up, I fell back onto my bed, feeling too tired to walk or do anything. I had no idea what I was going to do on the weekends when I didn’t have to get up, I’d sleep in all day. When my legs became shivery, I had to pull my shorts down a little more. The black camisola, camisole I was wearing had two chocolate labs on it. I looked down on the smiling puppies. I chuckled and then sat up once more.
The solar system seemed like it was speeding up every step I took to the bathroom.
I was getting ready for my first dia of school at a new school called Forget High School. Really says something for you.
One of my best friends lived there and she said it was full of exotic animals, (I think she meant the people.) She reconsidered, and switch schools. If it was that bad, why did she tell me they were cool people? Megan, which was her name, said in her prissy voice, ‘I think a boy named Jo was really hot, his group was also cool’. She was very annoying. I wonder why I ever made friends with her. Megan was nice, but, a little on the chattery side. I’m never in a mood to chat all the time. She gave up on my friendship when I left her sitting in the lunch room when I was in the counselors office. I guess she hates waiting for someone who actually is the only person in the whole school to be friends with her. That was at my old school. it’s time to start fresh.
Fresh.
Don’t ask.
“I don’t like the feeling of this,” I whispered to myself. My stomach was engulfing a big lump. I looked at the mirror. My dark red, short hair was all enrolados and messed up.
Your coração is sore, crippled up like paper.
Your voice is weak, barely passing por you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
You are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times you told everything-
It was a lie, I amor you became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. You probably cannot mover away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
Your voice is weak, barely passing por you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
You are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times you told everything-
It was a lie, I amor you became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. You probably cannot mover away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood por me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To show them that...
Their work was useful.
To show them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to show all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood por me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To show them that...
Their work was useful.
To show them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to show all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
I never thought it would be that easy,
Cause we are both so distant now.
And the walls are closing in on us,
And we are wondering how.
No one has a solid answer,
But just walking in the dark,
You can see the look on my face,
It just tears me apart.
When I first met you,
I thought,
How would I get to know this girl well?
Now,
I think,
Why do I have to leave this girl already?
But you and I,
Both of us are walking alone,
In the dark.
Even though you are not with me,
I can feel you with me in my heart.
It just breaks me to think
That you are not with me.
But now,
As I have pondered this situation
For a while now,
I have made a decision.
I am alone.
I am not alone, however, in my heart.
You are with me,
Walking in the dark,
Together.
Cause we are both so distant now.
And the walls are closing in on us,
And we are wondering how.
No one has a solid answer,
But just walking in the dark,
You can see the look on my face,
It just tears me apart.
When I first met you,
I thought,
How would I get to know this girl well?
Now,
I think,
Why do I have to leave this girl already?
But you and I,
Both of us are walking alone,
In the dark.
Even though you are not with me,
I can feel you with me in my heart.
It just breaks me to think
That you are not with me.
But now,
As I have pondered this situation
For a while now,
I have made a decision.
I am alone.
I am not alone, however, in my heart.
You are with me,
Walking in the dark,
Together.
Some of you may go through life,
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.
I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life
Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
Or even my worst enemies.
This ano I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.
My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.
I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life
Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
Or even my worst enemies.
This ano I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.
My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
Why,
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.
Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same
I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.
Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.
Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same
I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.
Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.
Why should I live,what's with life?He gave me 5 books I know them so well I know everyone page I could read it with out actually leitura it!!!One dia i awoke with a holy bble on my bed.It was from one of the demon's junior demon wives.It had a tag and a note saying"srry for ur troubles hope u havnt read this before lol".The oldest thing is i knew who she was because she was a human like me before the demon turned her into one of his own.Then i thought wait why havnt i been turnd in to a demon yet?Then it hit me! maybe he needs fresh to keep him alive!
por AuthorForPooh
The bare moment when no one's
there to guide her
feet down the worn path.
She's traveled this path times before,
but you are always there
in her way.
You scare her with your
harsh words and strong hands,
she runs back every time.
You laugh.
What she doesn't realize, is that
we too are on that path.
Her friends.
We pull her to her feet
and push past you.
Because she's never alone.
Im tried of bullying. Its mean. As a friend i will stick por my friends. Help stop bullying!