Gabby awoke with a abrupt startle....The vision had shaken her quite a bit, though they always did. The moon shone birght through the window making her puples retract from the brightness. The boy in her vision had been beautiful.. His name was Miguel Ararryo-Torres. She had no idea how she new that, she just did. She didn't even know when oder where he was.
He had been in a small room. An attic maybe. And he had been sleeping in a tiny bett that took up most of the room there. A dresser had been shoved in and other little thing helter skelter. There was also a big window with a sitz right underneath and the moon washed through the room touching him on the forehead with one of it's silvery-white fingers from just behind a cloud.
He wore his hair the strangest way she had ever seen.. It arose in perfect spikes almost as though he could keep it that way just Von pure will. She tried to figure it out; how did it stay that way? He was covered up Von a deep navy blanket with almost invisiable stiching. Perfectly even and straight. His skin was so much different than she had even seen also. Carmel color. So flaless and perfect. But so strange...
She sat for the rest of the night staring at the rosa embrodered conopy on the oben, nach oben of her bett for the rest of the night, knowing very well she wouldn't sleep.
She restlessly sat and blinked into the darkness. She hoped that her eyes would close and she would sleep a soundless, dreamless sleep. But she knew that was just a hollow, pointless wish. Her stomach churned. She looked out the window and stared at the moon. It was beautiful. The cold breeze came though it. It chilled her to the bone and she thought of the boy. Miguel. She wondered if he was having trouble sleeping as well. He had been so mysterious. He made her wonder. Her mind wondered so far they touched the stars and they stayed up there. It was so peaceful up there. Her soul climbed up there also, and coiled up into a tight warm ball where she could rest. Her mind calmed. It would blow away in a cool breeze and for the rest of the night it wandered.
In a far away place, a boy slept restlessly.
He had been in a small room. An attic maybe. And he had been sleeping in a tiny bett that took up most of the room there. A dresser had been shoved in and other little thing helter skelter. There was also a big window with a sitz right underneath and the moon washed through the room touching him on the forehead with one of it's silvery-white fingers from just behind a cloud.
He wore his hair the strangest way she had ever seen.. It arose in perfect spikes almost as though he could keep it that way just Von pure will. She tried to figure it out; how did it stay that way? He was covered up Von a deep navy blanket with almost invisiable stiching. Perfectly even and straight. His skin was so much different than she had even seen also. Carmel color. So flaless and perfect. But so strange...
She sat for the rest of the night staring at the rosa embrodered conopy on the oben, nach oben of her bett for the rest of the night, knowing very well she wouldn't sleep.
She restlessly sat and blinked into the darkness. She hoped that her eyes would close and she would sleep a soundless, dreamless sleep. But she knew that was just a hollow, pointless wish. Her stomach churned. She looked out the window and stared at the moon. It was beautiful. The cold breeze came though it. It chilled her to the bone and she thought of the boy. Miguel. She wondered if he was having trouble sleeping as well. He had been so mysterious. He made her wonder. Her mind wondered so far they touched the stars and they stayed up there. It was so peaceful up there. Her soul climbed up there also, and coiled up into a tight warm ball where she could rest. Her mind calmed. It would blow away in a cool breeze and for the rest of the night it wandered.
In a far away place, a boy slept restlessly.
which seems like the
most logical
answer.
I’m not exactly
dead, dead
I’m just kind of
gone.
Wiped off the
face of the planet.
Du have to be or
t h e y
will find you.
I know,
t h e y
sounds very vague.
The real term for them is
Musuh (Moo-soo),
which means “The Enemy” in Indonesian.
They are like my kind’s
Supreme Court
but their punishments
can be a tad Mehr um...
severe,
let’s say.
Now onto my kind:
vampires.
Yes, the blood-sucking,
immortal,
***s p a r k L e – i n – t h e – s u n L i g h t***,
soul eaters.
Sigh.
Mortals have always had a
v a s t
(and slightly crazy)
imagination.
Real
Vampire are hardly
any of these things,
well except
blood-sucking
and immortal.
most logical
answer.
I’m not exactly
dead, dead
I’m just kind of
gone.
Wiped off the
face of the planet.
Du have to be or
t h e y
will find you.
I know,
t h e y
sounds very vague.
The real term for them is
Musuh (Moo-soo),
which means “The Enemy” in Indonesian.
They are like my kind’s
Supreme Court
but their punishments
can be a tad Mehr um...
severe,
let’s say.
Now onto my kind:
vampires.
Yes, the blood-sucking,
immortal,
***s p a r k L e – i n – t h e – s u n L i g h t***,
soul eaters.
Sigh.
Mortals have always had a
v a s t
(and slightly crazy)
imagination.
Real
Vampire are hardly
any of these things,
well except
blood-sucking
and immortal.
Why me?
I look to the stars
for answers.
All they do is sit there,
*T w i n k L i n g*
They make me want to
grab
and
tear
them out of the sky.
Not that it
would help.
Nothing can help me now.
It’s hard for me to understand that
I’ve
been
sentenced
to
death.
All my mistakes,
I knew they’d come back to
actually kill me.
It’s not fair.
I know:
L i f e ’ s n o t f a i r.
I’ve had Mehr
than enough times
figuring
that
out.
I look to the stars
for answers.
All they do is sit there,
*T w i n k L i n g*
They make me want to
grab
and
tear
them out of the sky.
Not that it
would help.
Nothing can help me now.
It’s hard for me to understand that
I’ve
been
sentenced
to
death.
All my mistakes,
I knew they’d come back to
actually kill me.
It’s not fair.
I know:
L i f e ’ s n o t f a i r.
I’ve had Mehr
than enough times
figuring
that
out.
moonlight:lets go to black schloss draka.that is where we will find the jewl.draka:we are here.lets go inside.so they went inside then a fairy came up and said, leaflight:do not toutch that.draka lets beat her up.so they did and they took the jewl and then black crowns with red jewls on their heads.draka:yes we are rulers!!!moonlight:at last and we also get our own castle!!!now we are beataful to moonlight:we have the power to take over the world!!!!!!!draka:so we will
THE END
THE END