I was overwhelmed with how happy and excited all our cousins were to spend the summer with us.
Tim was the oldest of them, and was my age. His face was a bit frightening, with glaring hazel eyes, runaway red hair, freckles, and his height. Plus, he had a bit of an underbite.
Jess was the tiếp theo oldest, maybe a năm hoặc two below me. She always reminded me of an angel, with her soft blonde curls, big blue eyes, dimples, and optimisitc outlook.
Joey was Jess's twin brother. He looked barely anything like her, with his dark hair falling in his equally dark eyes. He even acted differently from her.
Isaac was 11, the same age as Claire. He had boring brown hair matched with green eyes, catlike.
Amelia was 10. She had fiery red hair like Tim, but she had peculiar blue eyes that seemed almost purple. She was painfully shy, so shy I often wondered if she was afraid of her own shadow.
Makayla was the youngest at 6. She was so silly and carefree and was nice to everyone.
Then there was me, plain old Sadie, with my plain dâu, dâu tây blonde hair that grew down my back and my gray eyes. Tall and skinny and pale. That was me. Blended into any crowd.
Claire was made similarly to me, tall and skinny with long hair. But her hair was curly and black, and she had sparkling blue eyes. I felt so out of place. But I told myself, Sadie, it will only be a short time. This is your family. Relax.
Tim was the oldest of them, and was my age. His face was a bit frightening, with glaring hazel eyes, runaway red hair, freckles, and his height. Plus, he had a bit of an underbite.
Jess was the tiếp theo oldest, maybe a năm hoặc two below me. She always reminded me of an angel, with her soft blonde curls, big blue eyes, dimples, and optimisitc outlook.
Joey was Jess's twin brother. He looked barely anything like her, with his dark hair falling in his equally dark eyes. He even acted differently from her.
Isaac was 11, the same age as Claire. He had boring brown hair matched with green eyes, catlike.
Amelia was 10. She had fiery red hair like Tim, but she had peculiar blue eyes that seemed almost purple. She was painfully shy, so shy I often wondered if she was afraid of her own shadow.
Makayla was the youngest at 6. She was so silly and carefree and was nice to everyone.
Then there was me, plain old Sadie, with my plain dâu, dâu tây blonde hair that grew down my back and my gray eyes. Tall and skinny and pale. That was me. Blended into any crowd.
Claire was made similarly to me, tall and skinny with long hair. But her hair was curly and black, and she had sparkling blue eyes. I felt so out of place. But I told myself, Sadie, it will only be a short time. This is your family. Relax.
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“Misery is optional, pain is an illusion, but tình yêu is eternal” - Bam Margera
These tears of mine
bleed through me
creating an invisble ling
that only i can see
seperating me from us
get a key
unlock me thus
making it easy
trees grow tall
people grow apart
the world will fall
so does your heart
soliders die
their families left behind
people cry
over what's left behind
how would bạn feel
if it happend to you
instead of sitting there
what would bạn do
i know how bạn think
bạn thinking that
it isnt important
so how about that
time goes by
nothing change yet
thats how i think
dont worry of fret
these tears of mine
they dry up fast
but the scars left behind
are there to last
bleed through me
creating an invisble ling
that only i can see
seperating me from us
get a key
unlock me thus
making it easy
trees grow tall
people grow apart
the world will fall
so does your heart
soliders die
their families left behind
people cry
over what's left behind
how would bạn feel
if it happend to you
instead of sitting there
what would bạn do
i know how bạn think
bạn thinking that
it isnt important
so how about that
time goes by
nothing change yet
thats how i think
dont worry of fret
these tears of mine
they dry up fast
but the scars left behind
are there to last