On the first days,everything went alright.Kai phoned her every time and every where.He talked to her so much that she felt he was still at home.But sometimes she talked to him,and just realized that he was absent when she received no answers.
But until today,it was completely terrible.Yurin was bored,Kai had been going abroad for 1 week,and in her dictionary "1 week" didn't mean"a few days".No Essen any Mehr in the fridge,dirty clothes was full in the washing machine....and so many unconvenient things happened.Kai didn't phone her too.Despite of not wanting to say it,but Yurin had to admit that SHE WAS MISSING KAI.
Yeah,now Yurin felt so lonely.The house without Kai became very silent.Since they married,she had got used to being taken cared Von him.Although always thinking that"I can take care of myself"but actually,she coundn't.
Holding the mobile phone,she typed his number and called Kai.
-Yurin-Kai answered 1 Sekunde later,with a hurrying voice.
-Kai,there is no Essen left,dirty clothes are full too...-She complained.
-Oh,so little wife,try to wait for me 1 Tag more,tomorrow I will come back
-No,huhu,Kai,it is so lonely,I miss you,come back pleassse-Yurin wouldn't wait until tomorrow,she wanted Kai to come back now...
-Yurin,you miss me?-Yurin was a shy girl and never sagte sweet sentences ,so he was really happy when she sagte she missed him.
-Yeah,hix,Kai,come back pleasse....-Yurin sagte with a long tone.
-I miss Du too,but Yurin,due to work I can't come back now,just wait me 1 Tag more
-GO HELL,don't come back to me!!!!!!!!!!-Yurin angrily shouted at the mobile and turned it off.
Kai felt so bored,his little wife had got angry.
"I'm sorry,wait for me,I will come back soon".
At home,Yurin put the angry look on the mobile.
"Kai,you are so brave,dare to Liebe your work Mehr than me,go hell,get married with your work,don't need to come back"
Suddenly the phone rang,Yurin tiredly answered.
"Hello?"
"Ah,my little daughter,happy birthday to you!!!!!!Have Kai gegeben presents to Du yet?"
"Mom?What birthday?"Yurin asked surprisedly.
"It's your birthday,why do Du forget your birthday,where is Kai?"
"My birthday,ahhh,I don't forget it,Kai is buying Essen outside"
"Good,I thought he forgot your birthday,if it happened I would punish him"
"Oh yes,thank Du ,I have to go now,Bye Mom"
Yurin looked at the calendar,-November 3-today was her birthday?But she completely forgot,and not only her forgot it.
"Kai,go hell again,you are so brave,dare to forget my birthday!!!!!!!!!!"
~TO be CONTINUED~
But until today,it was completely terrible.Yurin was bored,Kai had been going abroad for 1 week,and in her dictionary "1 week" didn't mean"a few days".No Essen any Mehr in the fridge,dirty clothes was full in the washing machine....and so many unconvenient things happened.Kai didn't phone her too.Despite of not wanting to say it,but Yurin had to admit that SHE WAS MISSING KAI.
Yeah,now Yurin felt so lonely.The house without Kai became very silent.Since they married,she had got used to being taken cared Von him.Although always thinking that"I can take care of myself"but actually,she coundn't.
Holding the mobile phone,she typed his number and called Kai.
-Yurin-Kai answered 1 Sekunde later,with a hurrying voice.
-Kai,there is no Essen left,dirty clothes are full too...-She complained.
-Oh,so little wife,try to wait for me 1 Tag more,tomorrow I will come back
-No,huhu,Kai,it is so lonely,I miss you,come back pleassse-Yurin wouldn't wait until tomorrow,she wanted Kai to come back now...
-Yurin,you miss me?-Yurin was a shy girl and never sagte sweet sentences ,so he was really happy when she sagte she missed him.
-Yeah,hix,Kai,come back pleasse....-Yurin sagte with a long tone.
-I miss Du too,but Yurin,due to work I can't come back now,just wait me 1 Tag more
-GO HELL,don't come back to me!!!!!!!!!!-Yurin angrily shouted at the mobile and turned it off.
Kai felt so bored,his little wife had got angry.
"I'm sorry,wait for me,I will come back soon".
At home,Yurin put the angry look on the mobile.
"Kai,you are so brave,dare to Liebe your work Mehr than me,go hell,get married with your work,don't need to come back"
Suddenly the phone rang,Yurin tiredly answered.
"Hello?"
"Ah,my little daughter,happy birthday to you!!!!!!Have Kai gegeben presents to Du yet?"
"Mom?What birthday?"Yurin asked surprisedly.
"It's your birthday,why do Du forget your birthday,where is Kai?"
"My birthday,ahhh,I don't forget it,Kai is buying Essen outside"
"Good,I thought he forgot your birthday,if it happened I would punish him"
"Oh yes,thank Du ,I have to go now,Bye Mom"
Yurin looked at the calendar,-November 3-today was her birthday?But she completely forgot,and not only her forgot it.
"Kai,go hell again,you are so brave,dare to forget my birthday!!!!!!!!!!"
~TO be CONTINUED~
This is a song inspired Von Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story gepostet here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written Von a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen Engel always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken Schmetterlinge with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Written Von a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen Engel always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken Schmetterlinge with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Scraping at the boughs,
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.
"Have a good Tag sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my Bücher to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
"Have a good Tag sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my Bücher to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve Jahr old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays Piano and gitarre and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
Introduction
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that Du could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story oder movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, oder feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as Du probably know. Imaginary Friends can be anything Du want them to be. An animal, a creature Du made up, a monster, oder just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary Friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that Du could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story oder movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, oder feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as Du probably know. Imaginary Friends can be anything Du want them to be. An animal, a creature Du made up, a monster, oder just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary Friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
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