'Don't kill me!' Was the first thought that came to her when she woke up, arms crossed over her face to shield herself from, what she knew, nothing. She woke up with a thought that was completely related to nothing in her memory. In fact...
When her mind was alert enough to let her think, she took in her surroundings. It was a sky-blue bedroom, complete with puffy white clouds painted on the walls and cloud-shaped pillows on the bed. She was pressed against the tường opposite the bed, sweat of fear pouring through her skin. 'Huh, I was sleeping against the wall...' She realized with a bit of humor. She saw các bức ảnh of small children of many races, some bởi themselves in portraits and some huddled together in group pictures, almost like they were brothers and sisters. There were many đám mây pillows on the floor as well as on the bed, even some that, aligned side bởi side, made a trail to the door. 'What...?' she wondered. With trepidation, she walked to the door, opened it just a crack, and peered out into the long, humid, empty, nature-themed hallway, somewhat admiring the beautiful shine of the mahogany floors and the shades of green leaves painted on the walls. She stepped out and walked through the hallway, willing her footsteps to fall silently. She opened the tiếp theo door, across from the bedroom she awoke in and a few feet away, and peered into another bedroom, this one wooden-brown and red, with an erupting núi lửa painted above the clashing canopy bed. She stepped back and closed the door, continuing on.
So far, she had passed ten doors that led into empty rooms, all the same with các bức ảnh of multi-racial children and decorations depicting any type of nature scene. Reaching the eleventh and final door, she opened it and braced herself for whatever she needed to protect herself from. It was an empty bathroom, the only room so far that wasn't depicting some sort of nature scene. Seeing nothing to fear, she stepped inside, looking around the large ivory- and burgundy-colored lavatory until she walked up to the mirror.
She studied the reflection: glimmering ebony skin marred with traces of blood, puffy hair smashed and scrunched, a swell around her left eye that thankfully didn't squeeze shut yet, and a tall, somewhat chubby body frame with long arms marked with finger bruises, as if she was recently fighting for survival, to escape as her assailant bruised her and kept pulling her back.
She looked back at the face. None of this, not even the face that looked back at her from the mirror, was familiar to her...
When her mind was alert enough to let her think, she took in her surroundings. It was a sky-blue bedroom, complete with puffy white clouds painted on the walls and cloud-shaped pillows on the bed. She was pressed against the tường opposite the bed, sweat of fear pouring through her skin. 'Huh, I was sleeping against the wall...' She realized with a bit of humor. She saw các bức ảnh of small children of many races, some bởi themselves in portraits and some huddled together in group pictures, almost like they were brothers and sisters. There were many đám mây pillows on the floor as well as on the bed, even some that, aligned side bởi side, made a trail to the door. 'What...?' she wondered. With trepidation, she walked to the door, opened it just a crack, and peered out into the long, humid, empty, nature-themed hallway, somewhat admiring the beautiful shine of the mahogany floors and the shades of green leaves painted on the walls. She stepped out and walked through the hallway, willing her footsteps to fall silently. She opened the tiếp theo door, across from the bedroom she awoke in and a few feet away, and peered into another bedroom, this one wooden-brown and red, with an erupting núi lửa painted above the clashing canopy bed. She stepped back and closed the door, continuing on.
So far, she had passed ten doors that led into empty rooms, all the same with các bức ảnh of multi-racial children and decorations depicting any type of nature scene. Reaching the eleventh and final door, she opened it and braced herself for whatever she needed to protect herself from. It was an empty bathroom, the only room so far that wasn't depicting some sort of nature scene. Seeing nothing to fear, she stepped inside, looking around the large ivory- and burgundy-colored lavatory until she walked up to the mirror.
She studied the reflection: glimmering ebony skin marred with traces of blood, puffy hair smashed and scrunched, a swell around her left eye that thankfully didn't squeeze shut yet, and a tall, somewhat chubby body frame with long arms marked with finger bruises, as if she was recently fighting for survival, to escape as her assailant bruised her and kept pulling her back.
She looked back at the face. None of this, not even the face that looked back at her from the mirror, was familiar to her...
such a waste, my life whole life is a fake!...but im sure ive been a thorn inside of you...that's torn at bạn for years. but, sometimes i can taste how đắng, cay đắng i've become...& its thêm then i can bare. sometimes i pray for someone to blow me away. just make it quick, but let it burn...so i can feel the pain thats torn at me for years. i can't be held responsable, 'cause this is all so new to me. can i...leave my pain behind?
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what bạn DO with the gift of life, that determends who bạn are. the pain bạn feel...its normal. let it go.
bạn think?
yes. bạn need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
bạn can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what bạn DO with the gift of life, that determends who bạn are. the pain bạn feel...its normal. let it go.
bạn think?
yes. bạn need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
bạn can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
I do not own this. I did not write it, and I do not know the author. I just really like this and wanted to share it.
Who will bạn be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will bạn run?
Will bạn hide?
hoặc will bạn hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and bạn are the apple.
So who will bạn be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will bạn cower,
hoặc will bạn fight?
Is your tim, trái tim made of glass?
hoặc a pure snow white?
Who will bạn be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will bạn run?
Will bạn hide?
hoặc will bạn hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and bạn are the apple.
So who will bạn be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will bạn cower,
hoặc will bạn fight?
Is your tim, trái tim made of glass?
hoặc a pure snow white?
tell me why i miss you
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these các câu hỏi on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why bạn wont let me hiển thị bạn that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope bạn read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these các câu hỏi on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why bạn wont let me hiển thị bạn that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope bạn read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)
I intend to bring up a term that I am sure that bạn have all already herd of. Global warming. It is slowly, but surely killing us all! We need to unite as a team to stop global warming and save the world. Global warming is heating up the earth because of some people's bad choices, should we suffer because of that? NO! Global warming is killing inoccent động vật and people, we could save them. Global warming is caused bởi pollution and over usage of electrisity. Start today. Turn off lights when bạn leave the room, don't leave anything on that doesn't need to be on. Start helping today. Save the world tham gia me. Be happy. Help me create a better place for everyone.