Once there lived a normal middle school girl, oder so she thought.She had long brown hair, green with a hin of blue eyes. Her name is Elizabeth. Elizabeth's mother, Rebecca, has blond hair, and blue eyes. Elizabeth always pondered about it.
When Elizabeth was 5 years old she asked her mom about it. Rebecca had to think fast so she made up a little story for Elizabeth so she wouldn't want to ask about it. So Rebecca told Elizabeth "Lizzie", [ Elizabeth's nickname] " Du look just like your daddy, but daddy left us." Rebecca thought Elizabeth would be fine without knowing the truth, that Elizabeth was a born princess, and the rightfull ruler of england, and that Rebecca, Elizabeth's mother, was the queen.
flash back
Right after Elizabeth was born Rebecca thought to herself, hmm I don't want my daughter to be raised like me without knowing of the world outside of the castle. So one night, around midnight, Rebecca snuck out of the schloss caring Elizabeth in a gift basket. Rebecca made sure to get some of her stuff and stuff for Elizabeth. Rebecca grabed; some food, baby clothing for Elizabeth, some normal clothes for herself, some toys for Elizabeth, and some money.
Rebecca was lucky nobody spoted her. Rebecca didn't want Elizabeth thinking that nobody mattered only herself so thats why she snuck out. Rebecca wanted to raise Elizabeth herself without all of her sevents, butlers, and cooks trying to do it all themselves. Rebecca bought two tickets to America to raise Elizabeth, she knew her husband wouldn't think about looking for her in other country's.
2 months later
When Rebecca finally made it to America, she was very happy to get off of the plain. At first, Rebecca didn't know what to do, but she soon got the hang of taking care of Elizabeth and herself. She got a job, found a daycare that was willing to take care of Elizabeth while she worked. She soon became Friends with almost all of the daycare teachers.
please look forword the Weiter chapter i hope Du enjoyed it.
When Elizabeth was 5 years old she asked her mom about it. Rebecca had to think fast so she made up a little story for Elizabeth so she wouldn't want to ask about it. So Rebecca told Elizabeth "Lizzie", [ Elizabeth's nickname] " Du look just like your daddy, but daddy left us." Rebecca thought Elizabeth would be fine without knowing the truth, that Elizabeth was a born princess, and the rightfull ruler of england, and that Rebecca, Elizabeth's mother, was the queen.
flash back
Right after Elizabeth was born Rebecca thought to herself, hmm I don't want my daughter to be raised like me without knowing of the world outside of the castle. So one night, around midnight, Rebecca snuck out of the schloss caring Elizabeth in a gift basket. Rebecca made sure to get some of her stuff and stuff for Elizabeth. Rebecca grabed; some food, baby clothing for Elizabeth, some normal clothes for herself, some toys for Elizabeth, and some money.
Rebecca was lucky nobody spoted her. Rebecca didn't want Elizabeth thinking that nobody mattered only herself so thats why she snuck out. Rebecca wanted to raise Elizabeth herself without all of her sevents, butlers, and cooks trying to do it all themselves. Rebecca bought two tickets to America to raise Elizabeth, she knew her husband wouldn't think about looking for her in other country's.
2 months later
When Rebecca finally made it to America, she was very happy to get off of the plain. At first, Rebecca didn't know what to do, but she soon got the hang of taking care of Elizabeth and herself. She got a job, found a daycare that was willing to take care of Elizabeth while she worked. She soon became Friends with almost all of the daycare teachers.
please look forword the Weiter chapter i hope Du enjoyed it.
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing, schaukel me Von my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if Du destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing, schaukel me Von my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if Du destroy me.
No matter how much Du wish for Mehr it happens like the Stunde glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test Von our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test Von our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
(Verse 1)
I am in Liebe with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I am in Liebe with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
Hi. My name is Jake Gartner, and right now, basically a huge mutant serpent is coming to schlucken me whole, tear me to pieces of flesh, so I have no time to talk right now. Oh, um...you want to follow me? Sure, just accept that everyday will be the best of the thrills. Right now, we are not getting any help from the immortal world, so just know that we have a horrible system of magic right now, and we have an extremely low supply of weapons, thus, the chance that Du will get out of this mess is around eighty-six percent. (because of me, the master of war) Oh yeah, the serpent. Enough talk. (ROARS) Off to kill a mutant serpent!!! (stabs, deflects, cuts a gash in its head, dies) That's only our first one, trainee. Whatever your name is. Weiter time, I invite Du to Mitmachen with us on our battle. And it will be even Mehr life-consuming, if Du know what that means.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood Von me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To Zeigen them that...
Their work was useful.
To Zeigen them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to Zeigen all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood Von me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To Zeigen them that...
Their work was useful.
To Zeigen them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to Zeigen all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
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