"Write an bài viết about your life, your thoughts, anything on your mind! Get it off bạn shoulders! Express anything"
I stared blankly at the paper. “What was I going to write?” My mind was blank. My stomach was in a tight knot. I held my fist tightly closed to my chest. I felt like crying. Those dark memories came back.
I raised my hand. She called on me. 'Miss Ivory! Yes!"
I hold back my tears but manage to mumble. All eyes were on my know. I shivered.
"Can bạn write about anything on your mind? And bạn won't tell anyone?"
She thought a little bit before answering with a smile. "Why, I don't see why not!" She giggled alttle.
I couldn't stand her. She was always laughing. Always kidding and joking. I can't even laugh anymore. hoặc even smile. It's all fake. Just like her fake little face.
I decide to start with the title.
Name- Ivory Snow
Date- 11/4/2012
Age- 17
I don't know what it's like to smile. TRULY.
All I ever feel is pain. It comes and follows me. EVERYWHERE. There is no escaping. Like being trapped in an iron cage. Dark. Doomed. I am the REAL Ivory Snow. And here is my story.
I wasn't always an orphan. In fact i had a caring loving family. Treated me well, spoiled me with goodies. It was a dream life. Until one day. I was about 10. And my dad picked me up from school. It wasn't an ordinary day. Because he had it planned. He took me back home. Mother was at work so the house was silent. He said, "Why don't bạn hop in the shower, I'll get bạn a towel. Being a "Good Girl" I went, stripped in my bedroom and got in the shower. He didn't get a towel. He got his clothes off. He jumped in the shower, scaring me half to death. I tried to get away. He pulled me back into the torchere chamber of a shower. He was looking at me in a wierd way, staring as i tried to cover bởi looking away, but i didn't know what his filthy mind had coming. He got me in my mom's bed. he got on hàng đầu, đầu trang of me. He raped me. And he did it thêm than once. He craved it. He made me. When i refused and tried to get away he would whip me, hit me. I have scars to prove it. He died. I killed him. Know i have to explain to anyone about the secret abortion. So here i am. At an orphanage, waiting for someone to say they'll tình yêu me. But that will never happen right? I mean who could tình yêu me.
I handed it in. And told her. "This is my true story" I walked out of the classroom. Looking at everone else. Tears filling my eyes. I ran. I haven't seen anyone that i knew since. After all I am the bad guy now.
I stared blankly at the paper. “What was I going to write?” My mind was blank. My stomach was in a tight knot. I held my fist tightly closed to my chest. I felt like crying. Those dark memories came back.
I raised my hand. She called on me. 'Miss Ivory! Yes!"
I hold back my tears but manage to mumble. All eyes were on my know. I shivered.
"Can bạn write about anything on your mind? And bạn won't tell anyone?"
She thought a little bit before answering with a smile. "Why, I don't see why not!" She giggled alttle.
I couldn't stand her. She was always laughing. Always kidding and joking. I can't even laugh anymore. hoặc even smile. It's all fake. Just like her fake little face.
I decide to start with the title.
Name- Ivory Snow
Date- 11/4/2012
Age- 17
I don't know what it's like to smile. TRULY.
All I ever feel is pain. It comes and follows me. EVERYWHERE. There is no escaping. Like being trapped in an iron cage. Dark. Doomed. I am the REAL Ivory Snow. And here is my story.
I wasn't always an orphan. In fact i had a caring loving family. Treated me well, spoiled me with goodies. It was a dream life. Until one day. I was about 10. And my dad picked me up from school. It wasn't an ordinary day. Because he had it planned. He took me back home. Mother was at work so the house was silent. He said, "Why don't bạn hop in the shower, I'll get bạn a towel. Being a "Good Girl" I went, stripped in my bedroom and got in the shower. He didn't get a towel. He got his clothes off. He jumped in the shower, scaring me half to death. I tried to get away. He pulled me back into the torchere chamber of a shower. He was looking at me in a wierd way, staring as i tried to cover bởi looking away, but i didn't know what his filthy mind had coming. He got me in my mom's bed. he got on hàng đầu, đầu trang of me. He raped me. And he did it thêm than once. He craved it. He made me. When i refused and tried to get away he would whip me, hit me. I have scars to prove it. He died. I killed him. Know i have to explain to anyone about the secret abortion. So here i am. At an orphanage, waiting for someone to say they'll tình yêu me. But that will never happen right? I mean who could tình yêu me.
I handed it in. And told her. "This is my true story" I walked out of the classroom. Looking at everone else. Tears filling my eyes. I ran. I haven't seen anyone that i knew since. After all I am the bad guy now.
Amber watched but her view was blocked bởi Knut a ogre who helps the Trix, Darcy pops up from behind her and says "Surprise." Amber goes tumbling over the garbage can she shakes her head. Icy walked up Amber had never seen anyone so tall, Stormy created a twister that sended her flying Amber grabbed a hold of the ledge. Icy laughed and đã đưa ý kiến " I don't want to leave bạn hanging so come on down." Amber falls on the ground and got Nữ hoàng băng giá bởi Icy. Darcy walks up to her and says "So your a fairy, well we're the Trix." The Winx arrive and Stella says " xin chào leave her alone."
I will write thêm soon
I will write thêm soon
Sandi:
Ribbon broke my heart,
I knew he would.
So what is he going to do?
I'd know if I could...
Gizbin:
SHUT IMBECILES, I'VE HEARD ENOUGH.
Killerpose:
People call me the terror.
People call me the selfish.
People call me the nasty.
People call me the cruel.
People call me the idiot.
People call me the stupid.
People call me the crazy.
People call me the annoying.
People call me the long lasting.
People call me the fishy.
People call me the curious.
People call me the laugh.
People call me the cheesy.
People call me the stubborn.
People call-
Everyone: SHUT IT!!
Ribbon broke my heart,
I knew he would.
So what is he going to do?
I'd know if I could...
Gizbin:
SHUT IMBECILES, I'VE HEARD ENOUGH.
Killerpose:
People call me the terror.
People call me the selfish.
People call me the nasty.
People call me the cruel.
People call me the idiot.
People call me the stupid.
People call me the crazy.
People call me the annoying.
People call me the long lasting.
People call me the fishy.
People call me the curious.
People call me the laugh.
People call me the cheesy.
People call me the stubborn.
People call-
Everyone: SHUT IT!!