When I woke up Darla was sleeping bởi my side. I silently slipped out of the giường and into the kitchen. There was a sudden knock on the door. "who is it?" Darla đã đưa ý kiến rubbing her eyes. Shrugging my shoulders I opened the door. Outside was 2 two police officers. "goodmorning sorry to disturb bạn but we are looking for someone". "oh who?" Darla đã đưa ý kiến coming to the door in a robe. The police officers pulled out a picture of a young teenager. Her hair was short brown and cut in layers. Like Darla's. Her eyes were brown. Like Darla's. And she looked 19. Like Darla. "have bạn seen her?" I replied "what is her name?" "darla, darla white." and in the corner I could plain as ngày see. It was Emily. I quickly turned to see the window open. The curtains blowing in the wind. I yelled loudly "DARLA!" I heard the roar of a engine comming to life. And the rental car Darla had put in my name sped away. The officers raced down the hallway. I picked up my cell phone. Darla was already calling me instead of hello I yelled "WHAT THE HE'LL IS GOING ON!" I could hear her crying. "Gage please listen its Emily. She's in trouble were leaving the country." "But why!" "here's when it started in the picture Emily and I were fugiteves. Emily was in law trouble for drug dealing. When I tried to help her she just got in even thêm trouble. And she drug me into her stupid drug scheme. She changed her name to Emily when we arrived in state. Now the cops are after me for evidence when all I did was help her!" I didn't know what to say. Honestly I really didn't. But what about me? I know them both so im a suspect!Then I got the courage to ask "what about Emily?" "she's behind me in a car". I had nothing in my mind then. "well, good luck farewell see bạn later bye bye". "WHAT GAGE DON'T HANG UP! I'm really sorry. And so is Emily." "I know". I flipped down my phone. I flipped on the tv. "police are looking for 19 năm old Darla White and 20 năm old Emily White. If bạn have any location of the convicts please call our hotline." Maybe i should call?
I'm setting here looking at a paused ti vi screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be hoặc are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do bạn think about this journal entry that i just wrote bạn need to think about what i đã đưa ý kiến and give me your best anwsers that bạn can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be hoặc are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do bạn think about this journal entry that i just wrote bạn need to think about what i đã đưa ý kiến and give me your best anwsers that bạn can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
Why, do things have to be so hard
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
bởi an old friend
bởi an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed bởi my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
bởi an old friend
bởi an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed bởi my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
Hate.Disappointment.Regret.They all make up some of the worst thing in our lives...then why can't we just give it up?Give it up and just throw all our problems away?The answer is simple because this,this is reality not a fairytale hoặc some fiction story,where the writer can just have their way over their characters like puppets.No.Not at all in reality does one have their way to control their life hoặc the lies that people tell them.There's no stopping your troubles in life hoặc changing the regret you've made in the past ...it's life.
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...