The three boys turned around to see three girls standing before them. Them three girls were Amelia, Emma, and Grace. These were the girls they were meeting. Daniel's voice was shaking but he managed to get some words out: "Hi. How are you?" He said, almost stumbling on his words. "We're fine thankyou. So where are we going?" Amelia replied, giving them her most angelic smile. "Erm, anywhere bạn want!" Daniel answered her, still stammering. "How about the sweet shop? We haven't been there for a while." Emma asked, hiển thị a smile too. "Yeah, sure!" Tommy replied to her, looking at the other two boys for agreement. They decided they would do exactly that, so they took a stroll to 'The Olde Sweet Shoppe'.
After a few phút of walking they passed the trái cây stalls, with Old Jim, the owner. He spoke to everyone and everyone knew who he was. Jim was a lonely man but still always managed to make others feel welcome. Jonathan thought he would say a quick hello. "Hello Jim! How's it going today? Sold much?" Jonathan asked politely.
"Well bạn know, the usuals. Where bạn lot heading? Anywhere nice?" Jim asked curiously.
"Oh, just the sweet shop. Do bạn want us to get some for you?" Tommy asked nicely. "No thanks, but here's some money for bạn lot to share. Spend it well." Jim đã đưa ý kiến generously. "Thankyou Jim!" They all said. Jim was such a kind man. He didn't have much money, and even when he did, he gave it away to people less fortunate than him, hoặc just people he cared for very much.
Tommy took the money and the five of them spent half an giờ in the sweet shop. As soon as bạn step into the doorway, bạn can't help but stop and stare. The shelves were packed with many varieties of colours - from pinks to purple, to oranges to yellow. Every single kind of sweet was up there with every single colour. To choose what ones bạn wanted was a nightmare. "What are bạn getting Emma?" Amelia asked her, as she peered over at the millions of sweets Emma's eyes were glued to. "I'm sure. I might not get any - there's so many to choose from." She replied, undecided, "Actually, I might just get the chanh Drops, what do bạn think?" Amelia was not really listening, as she was too busy gazing at Daniel in the corner. "Amelia! Stop staring at loverboy over there, and help me decide!" Emma laughed.
"Sorry! I was just staring at the sweets actually, not Daniel!" She said, trying her hardest to look innocent but bạn could see she was lying. Emma was about to reply when the boys interrupted them. "Have bạn decided then? We've got to get back soon." Tommy asked the girls.
"Yeah, I think we are." Emma replied as she smiled sweetly. They stepped up to the counter and bought the sweets they wanted. Grace was about to pay for hers when she realised she was a few pennies short. "Oh, I must of dropped some of my money." She said, a bit embarrassed. "Oh don't worry, I've got some." Jonathan generously offered. Grace was so amazed that he had actually spoke to her she had only managed to get out one word.
"Thanks."
After a few phút of walking they passed the trái cây stalls, with Old Jim, the owner. He spoke to everyone and everyone knew who he was. Jim was a lonely man but still always managed to make others feel welcome. Jonathan thought he would say a quick hello. "Hello Jim! How's it going today? Sold much?" Jonathan asked politely.
"Well bạn know, the usuals. Where bạn lot heading? Anywhere nice?" Jim asked curiously.
"Oh, just the sweet shop. Do bạn want us to get some for you?" Tommy asked nicely. "No thanks, but here's some money for bạn lot to share. Spend it well." Jim đã đưa ý kiến generously. "Thankyou Jim!" They all said. Jim was such a kind man. He didn't have much money, and even when he did, he gave it away to people less fortunate than him, hoặc just people he cared for very much.
Tommy took the money and the five of them spent half an giờ in the sweet shop. As soon as bạn step into the doorway, bạn can't help but stop and stare. The shelves were packed with many varieties of colours - from pinks to purple, to oranges to yellow. Every single kind of sweet was up there with every single colour. To choose what ones bạn wanted was a nightmare. "What are bạn getting Emma?" Amelia asked her, as she peered over at the millions of sweets Emma's eyes were glued to. "I'm sure. I might not get any - there's so many to choose from." She replied, undecided, "Actually, I might just get the chanh Drops, what do bạn think?" Amelia was not really listening, as she was too busy gazing at Daniel in the corner. "Amelia! Stop staring at loverboy over there, and help me decide!" Emma laughed.
"Sorry! I was just staring at the sweets actually, not Daniel!" She said, trying her hardest to look innocent but bạn could see she was lying. Emma was about to reply when the boys interrupted them. "Have bạn decided then? We've got to get back soon." Tommy asked the girls.
"Yeah, I think we are." Emma replied as she smiled sweetly. They stepped up to the counter and bought the sweets they wanted. Grace was about to pay for hers when she realised she was a few pennies short. "Oh, I must of dropped some of my money." She said, a bit embarrassed. "Oh don't worry, I've got some." Jonathan generously offered. Grace was so amazed that he had actually spoke to her she had only managed to get out one word.
"Thanks."
~ Chapter 1: Dreams
Love. Unconditional and pure tình yêu was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from ngày to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But tình yêu was still there, although destroyed bởi many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and tim, trái tim full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be sữa and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
tình yêu was still there, that pure tình yêu that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of tình yêu was still burning...
Love. Unconditional and pure tình yêu was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from ngày to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But tình yêu was still there, although destroyed bởi many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and tim, trái tim full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be sữa and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
tình yêu was still there, that pure tình yêu that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of tình yêu was still burning...
Texas Rancho Viejo 1942
Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He đã đưa ý kiến kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think bạn will"
I đã đưa ý kiến sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas bạn cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.
Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He đã đưa ý kiến kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think bạn will"
I đã đưa ý kiến sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas bạn cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.
Always running
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.
I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.
There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.
I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.
There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.
Dusty Streets
A blazing sun,
thực phẩm and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.
Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.
The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.
-Emily Eaton (13)
A blazing sun,
thực phẩm and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.
Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.
The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.
-Emily Eaton (13)