Chapter 1
It was hundreds of years after Kara's transformation, but she was still a plant-human hybrid. For the years before this day, she was shown as an abomination of nature. In short, people poked, prodded, and threw things at Kara.
However, this ngày would turn out different...
Jeremy was a sixteen năm old boy with black hair, brown eyes, and a smile that warm up even the most Nữ hoàng băng giá heart. His father bought the mansion and garden for Jeremy as he was studying botany in college.
"I finally can have my own mansion and garden" Jeremy thought as he was driving down to his new mansion.
When Jeremy arrived at his new mansion, it felt...empty. Like no one had been there for years.
"Hello?" Jeremy asked as his voice echoed through the mansion. There was no immediate response, so Jeremy went inside.
The mansion was very large, but very unnerving. There were cobwebs all over the place, and every time bạn entered a new room, it felt like someone was watching you.
"Uh...I guess I should go to the garden now..." Jeremy thought to himself as he was clearly creeped out bởi the old mansion.
Jeremy descended to the garden, his steps making small echoes. When Jeremy opened the door to the garden, a cry was heard.
"Huh?! What was that?!" Jeremy thought to himself as he walked to where the screams came from.
Suddenly, Jeremy tripped on a long vine.
"GAH!" Jeremy cried as he fell flat on his butt, "Yikes...that was embarrassing".
"Embarrassing? bạn don't even know the half of it..." A voice snidely told Jeremy.
"Well it was...a little..." Jeremy blushed a little.
"Well don't come any closer" The voice commanded Jeremy.
"Why not?" Jeremy asked.
"Because!" The voice responded.
"Because why?" Jeremy responded again as he walked towards where the voice was coming from. He then suddenly stopped.
"Hello" Kara greeted Jeremy.
It was hundreds of years after Kara's transformation, but she was still a plant-human hybrid. For the years before this day, she was shown as an abomination of nature. In short, people poked, prodded, and threw things at Kara.
However, this ngày would turn out different...
Jeremy was a sixteen năm old boy with black hair, brown eyes, and a smile that warm up even the most Nữ hoàng băng giá heart. His father bought the mansion and garden for Jeremy as he was studying botany in college.
"I finally can have my own mansion and garden" Jeremy thought as he was driving down to his new mansion.
When Jeremy arrived at his new mansion, it felt...empty. Like no one had been there for years.
"Hello?" Jeremy asked as his voice echoed through the mansion. There was no immediate response, so Jeremy went inside.
The mansion was very large, but very unnerving. There were cobwebs all over the place, and every time bạn entered a new room, it felt like someone was watching you.
"Uh...I guess I should go to the garden now..." Jeremy thought to himself as he was clearly creeped out bởi the old mansion.
Jeremy descended to the garden, his steps making small echoes. When Jeremy opened the door to the garden, a cry was heard.
"Huh?! What was that?!" Jeremy thought to himself as he walked to where the screams came from.
Suddenly, Jeremy tripped on a long vine.
"GAH!" Jeremy cried as he fell flat on his butt, "Yikes...that was embarrassing".
"Embarrassing? bạn don't even know the half of it..." A voice snidely told Jeremy.
"Well it was...a little..." Jeremy blushed a little.
"Well don't come any closer" The voice commanded Jeremy.
"Why not?" Jeremy asked.
"Because!" The voice responded.
"Because why?" Jeremy responded again as he walked towards where the voice was coming from. He then suddenly stopped.
"Hello" Kara greeted Jeremy.
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all bạn want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
bạn act like bạn don't really
care where my tim, trái tim truly is.
Let me tell bạn where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my tim, trái tim
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest thi ca
that i write, i see bạn looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
bạn look at me and bạn
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to bạn the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest thi ca that i compose
bạn seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
make them seem so-real to
you, but all bạn want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
bạn act like bạn don't really
care where my tim, trái tim truly is.
Let me tell bạn where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my tim, trái tim
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest thi ca
that i write, i see bạn looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
bạn look at me and bạn
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to bạn the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest thi ca that i compose
bạn seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
