It has been 10 years since she learned how to be a real warrior. She had straight, long, golden hair instead of curly goldilocks like when she was 8. She had blue eyes that could be the ocean. And her skin was so fair she could be snow white. Except Snow White wasn’t like Allyson. She was thêm rough than she was. She finally needed to know. “ Master light. I must speak to my parents,” she said. “You cannot,” master light said. “ Why not?,” Allyson, now asked. “Red star. The prophecy has come. bạn must know. All of the youngins must know once they turn 18. But first bạn must come to the meeting,” master light answered. “But why can I not talk to my parents? I might have younger siblings I might have to talk to. What if I have a cousins. Or-,” Red ngôi sao đã đưa ý kiến before getting cut off. “You do not have cousins, hoặc siblings. bạn have no family. bạn were supposed to be the only one in your family left,” Master light said, disappointing Allyson. Does that mean, my parents are dead. HOW DID THEY DIE?!,” she đã đưa ý kiến disappointedly. “ In a plane crash. bạn might not remember how they looked. But they are in the spirit group,” he pointed to a box. “ So they are not dead,” she asked. “No. They are trapped in a time box. That will only be opened bởi the key of Radnor. Everyone tried. But only our greatest warriors survived,” he said, “ bạn are young. 18 is not ready.” “But how old was Red Lord. He was the greatest warrior. And he freed his parents and came back! He was only 17! A năm younger than me!! Can I at least say something to them?,” Allyson protested. “Alright. bạn have 10 minutes,” he said.
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants bạn to do something,
hoặc be something
That sometimes bạn don’t want to be?
They are those!
bạn know them!
bạn probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect bạn to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
bạn don’t want to take.
They are those who expect bạn to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
bạn prefer to be small and humble.
But do bạn think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since bạn were born,
Came up with a path for bạn in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
Sitting right where bạn are
bạn have no claim on me
I know my own path
I am my own guide
bạn are nothing to me
No matter how bạn try
What do bạn care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you
I know my own path
I am my own guide
bạn don't know me
No matter how bạn try
Why are bạn here?
bạn know I don't want you
I told bạn to leave me
I am my own path
I know my own guide
bạn can't mold me
No matter how bạn try
Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. LOL – Liên minh huyền thoại Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
A whisper in the cavern that goes unheard,
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved bởi any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind hoặc fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
hoặc accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will bạn take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop hát of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even bởi taking one step forward,
bởi placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
bạn will realize the cage has already been broken.
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved bởi any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind hoặc fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
hoặc accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will bạn take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop hát of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even bởi taking one step forward,
bởi placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
bạn will realize the cage has already been broken.
Once i was having a ngày dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.
Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 năm old was nghề viết văn a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are bạn doing here?," she asked. "I tình yêu the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner bạn guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446