Ok I know I chose a really weird character but o well. Please Kommentar and please dont be to harsh this is my firts time at Schreiben something like this.
Birth
On May 28th 1854 I opened my eyes to see my mother’s green eyes. My mahogany hair identical to hers. I had my dad’s blue eyes. I was the perfect baby girl they had always wanted.
6 Years later
My mum Jessica came Home with tears streaming down her face. I knew almost immediately what had happened. Last week my dad had been rushed into hospital. Into intensive care from a serious accident. He was only 33 my mum 32, so he had good survival chances we were told. “It’s bad Mummy?” I asked. “Yes it’s bad Heidi. But it’s not that bad. Daddy’s gone to Heaven, the nice place Du understand.”My mother picked me up both of us crying and carried me to bed. She didn’t make me get up for my first Tag of school the Weiter day. Neither my eleven Jahr old brother, Brook, nor I went. Brook has always been closer to Daddy than Mummy. So I thought it would have been harder for him. But me and Mummy seemed to be taking it the hardest. “Brook are Du sure Du want to go to school today?” Mummy asked. “Yes. I’ll be fine” I ran into his leg holding it tightly. “Love Du Brook” I shouted. “Love Du two Heid.” He hugged me softly before picking me up and handing me to Mummy. “Be good” he added.
A little while later there was a tap on the door downstairs. Mummy was giving me a bath so she left to answer it. She was back a few Minuten later, her face completely blank. She wrapped me up in a towel and helped my quickly into my dress. “Where going to look for Brook, ok Heidi?” Mummy said. But Brook was at school wasn’t he? So why would we need to go looking for him? “Brook” Mummy started shouting. “Brook, Brook where are you?” Brooks’s Friends and people from the neighbourhood came to help. We spent all Tag out looking for him. “Brook” I yawned. It was about eight o’clock way past my bett time. Von now everyone had a lantern including Mummy. It was Ben’s dad, Brooks’s closest friend, which found him. Mummy fell to her knees, dropping me in the process. The force of it could have smashed my knees, but it didn’t. I ran over to him, spreading my arms across his chest, happy we had found him. Why wasn’t mummy doing the same? I didn’t understand why was she crying? I looked up at Brooks’s white, cold face and realised why. But I refused to believe it and clung to him stronger. It was Ben who pulled me away from him. But I kicked up a fuss Screaming and kicking, tears streaming down my face. But Von some miracle Ben kept hold of me and I fell asleep, crying, against his shoulder.
Birth
On May 28th 1854 I opened my eyes to see my mother’s green eyes. My mahogany hair identical to hers. I had my dad’s blue eyes. I was the perfect baby girl they had always wanted.
6 Years later
My mum Jessica came Home with tears streaming down her face. I knew almost immediately what had happened. Last week my dad had been rushed into hospital. Into intensive care from a serious accident. He was only 33 my mum 32, so he had good survival chances we were told. “It’s bad Mummy?” I asked. “Yes it’s bad Heidi. But it’s not that bad. Daddy’s gone to Heaven, the nice place Du understand.”My mother picked me up both of us crying and carried me to bed. She didn’t make me get up for my first Tag of school the Weiter day. Neither my eleven Jahr old brother, Brook, nor I went. Brook has always been closer to Daddy than Mummy. So I thought it would have been harder for him. But me and Mummy seemed to be taking it the hardest. “Brook are Du sure Du want to go to school today?” Mummy asked. “Yes. I’ll be fine” I ran into his leg holding it tightly. “Love Du Brook” I shouted. “Love Du two Heid.” He hugged me softly before picking me up and handing me to Mummy. “Be good” he added.
A little while later there was a tap on the door downstairs. Mummy was giving me a bath so she left to answer it. She was back a few Minuten later, her face completely blank. She wrapped me up in a towel and helped my quickly into my dress. “Where going to look for Brook, ok Heidi?” Mummy said. But Brook was at school wasn’t he? So why would we need to go looking for him? “Brook” Mummy started shouting. “Brook, Brook where are you?” Brooks’s Friends and people from the neighbourhood came to help. We spent all Tag out looking for him. “Brook” I yawned. It was about eight o’clock way past my bett time. Von now everyone had a lantern including Mummy. It was Ben’s dad, Brooks’s closest friend, which found him. Mummy fell to her knees, dropping me in the process. The force of it could have smashed my knees, but it didn’t. I ran over to him, spreading my arms across his chest, happy we had found him. Why wasn’t mummy doing the same? I didn’t understand why was she crying? I looked up at Brooks’s white, cold face and realised why. But I refused to believe it and clung to him stronger. It was Ben who pulled me away from him. But I kicked up a fuss Screaming and kicking, tears streaming down my face. But Von some miracle Ben kept hold of me and I fell asleep, crying, against his shoulder.
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There are people that kreuz our lives
in tiny fractions of time,
in the briefest of encounters,
and yet they leave and incredible mark
in our hearts and in our minds forever.
"Each time a person stands up for an ideal, oder acts to improve the lot of others, oder strikes out against injustice, that person sends out a tiny ripple of ove and hope, and crossing each other fro a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppresion and resistance."
Now these poems were written Von some one else, but deseved to be shared and they kind of have something in commen with the series.
in tiny fractions of time,
in the briefest of encounters,
and yet they leave and incredible mark
in our hearts and in our minds forever.
"Each time a person stands up for an ideal, oder acts to improve the lot of others, oder strikes out against injustice, that person sends out a tiny ripple of ove and hope, and crossing each other fro a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppresion and resistance."
Now these poems were written Von some one else, but deseved to be shared and they kind of have something in commen with the series.
