Chapter 23
The difference between
I always knew being rich made Du poorer, for one, you’d most likely put your things first before anything else, but some people manage to keep compassion. My family was never rich rich, but we still had many luxuries, but they never helped our family.
But not being rich doesn’t mean Du get a good life either, because in the end, nothing’s perfect it’s just nice oder good. Families break up, Friends betray, strangers steal, it’s just how the world works in some cases. We feel powerless to stop it, oder are too lazy and uncaring to do anything.
When I was younger I always seemed to think that Dorothy had the gifted life, everything she wanted, the perfect anything. But now, as I’m going through memories through memory and discovering things with my friends, I’ve learned that her life sucked just as mine had. I was just too naïve and jealous to know.
I remember when Dorothy was alive, when we were the best of friends, that people would always try to get to me to get to her. Like that one boy that I was crushing on, tricked me into thinking he liked me and ditched me when Dorothy came, and I was so angry when Dorothy didn’t believe me and dated him. I remember the whispers and the stares I got throughout their whole relationship. It was humiliating and horrible, during that time I wasn’t speaking to Dorothy, her boyfriend told everyone about their fight and I got the cold shoulder from the whole school.
As if I was the bad guy.
I was too stubborn to forgive her, all though most people were saying that I was too stubborn and prideful to say ‘I’m sorry’, I got myself suspended for getting in a fight with a girl who talked loudly purposefully, so I would hear her thoughts on me. She deserved that broken nose.
I hadn’t talked to Dorothy for months until she was devastated to find that her loveable boyfriend (note the sarcasm) had cheated on her and she came crying in my arms, asking for my forgiveness. Then her ex dropped out for personal reasons, but what if that wasn’t the case. What if my sister did something to him? Could she really have been that powerful?
“You know how some school’s are so cliché and stuff, well our school is like the poster child for that,” Jess was saying. “Dorothy was like a goddess in our eyes, whatever she sagte was done, she had a ton of enemies, some being her so-called friends.”
“Which leaves us back into our current situation,” Cadence said. “Whoever killed Dorothy could have been anyone, even not in the school.”
“What about the girl that tried to kill me?” I asked, looking at them. “Shouldn’t she be #1 on the list? ”
“Listen Des, anything’s possible.” Jess tells me. “We have to open to anything.”
I nod, annoyed as I tune them out again. I try to think hard about anything suspicious having to do with Dorothy. Anything.
And my answer comes in the form of Dorothy herself, she walks in the house looking alive and real, but I know it’s just my psychic abilities. Jess and Cadence are still there standing and talking, though I’m not listening.
She walks to the stairs but stops on a certain step and crouches, I don’t need to see the rest to know. I quickly bound up the steps toward her and as soon as I’m standing on the same step her form vanishes and I get to work quickly.
The step comes off easily, and in it is a little journal, I think. It’s been collecting dust, and is so beat up I feel compelled to throw it in a feuer incase it’s infected.
“What is that?!” Jess screeches, speeding toward me. “Definitely vision oder your just that slow.”
I open the book, and on the left side of the book, the hard cover part not pages is Dorothy’s handwriting scrawl: Person data.
Cadence whistles as he reads the title. “Jack Pot."
*Thanks for reading! Please review, oder fan, and don't copy. Really appreciated :)*
The difference between
I always knew being rich made Du poorer, for one, you’d most likely put your things first before anything else, but some people manage to keep compassion. My family was never rich rich, but we still had many luxuries, but they never helped our family.
But not being rich doesn’t mean Du get a good life either, because in the end, nothing’s perfect it’s just nice oder good. Families break up, Friends betray, strangers steal, it’s just how the world works in some cases. We feel powerless to stop it, oder are too lazy and uncaring to do anything.
When I was younger I always seemed to think that Dorothy had the gifted life, everything she wanted, the perfect anything. But now, as I’m going through memories through memory and discovering things with my friends, I’ve learned that her life sucked just as mine had. I was just too naïve and jealous to know.
I remember when Dorothy was alive, when we were the best of friends, that people would always try to get to me to get to her. Like that one boy that I was crushing on, tricked me into thinking he liked me and ditched me when Dorothy came, and I was so angry when Dorothy didn’t believe me and dated him. I remember the whispers and the stares I got throughout their whole relationship. It was humiliating and horrible, during that time I wasn’t speaking to Dorothy, her boyfriend told everyone about their fight and I got the cold shoulder from the whole school.
As if I was the bad guy.
I was too stubborn to forgive her, all though most people were saying that I was too stubborn and prideful to say ‘I’m sorry’, I got myself suspended for getting in a fight with a girl who talked loudly purposefully, so I would hear her thoughts on me. She deserved that broken nose.
I hadn’t talked to Dorothy for months until she was devastated to find that her loveable boyfriend (note the sarcasm) had cheated on her and she came crying in my arms, asking for my forgiveness. Then her ex dropped out for personal reasons, but what if that wasn’t the case. What if my sister did something to him? Could she really have been that powerful?
“You know how some school’s are so cliché and stuff, well our school is like the poster child for that,” Jess was saying. “Dorothy was like a goddess in our eyes, whatever she sagte was done, she had a ton of enemies, some being her so-called friends.”
“Which leaves us back into our current situation,” Cadence said. “Whoever killed Dorothy could have been anyone, even not in the school.”
“What about the girl that tried to kill me?” I asked, looking at them. “Shouldn’t she be #1 on the list? ”
“Listen Des, anything’s possible.” Jess tells me. “We have to open to anything.”
I nod, annoyed as I tune them out again. I try to think hard about anything suspicious having to do with Dorothy. Anything.
And my answer comes in the form of Dorothy herself, she walks in the house looking alive and real, but I know it’s just my psychic abilities. Jess and Cadence are still there standing and talking, though I’m not listening.
She walks to the stairs but stops on a certain step and crouches, I don’t need to see the rest to know. I quickly bound up the steps toward her and as soon as I’m standing on the same step her form vanishes and I get to work quickly.
The step comes off easily, and in it is a little journal, I think. It’s been collecting dust, and is so beat up I feel compelled to throw it in a feuer incase it’s infected.
“What is that?!” Jess screeches, speeding toward me. “Definitely vision oder your just that slow.”
I open the book, and on the left side of the book, the hard cover part not pages is Dorothy’s handwriting scrawl: Person data.
Cadence whistles as he reads the title. “Jack Pot."
*Thanks for reading! Please review, oder fan, and don't copy. Really appreciated :)*
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This is my first full-length story that I've made.
Du know, I would post it here chapter Von chapter, but there's 23. And that would entirely cover up 'The Deadly Truth' (I know that should probably be underlined but my computer sucks and that isn't an option on here) chapters that are up thus far so I'm not doing that xD
Based off of the Percy Jackson series.
Note: This story kind of stinks, especially the first five chapters. Eve is a major Mary-Sue at the beginning, I think, but fanfiction.net won't let me change it so I can't really do much about it (plus I'm a sentimental weirdo who doesn't like to change things-- really gotta get over that). The Sekunde story, which I'll post after I get feedback on this, is WAY better. I'm on chapter 14 of that and it's already longer than the first and Von FAR Mehr descriptive and all. I blame myself for being younger when I started the first one :P
This is my first full-length story that I've made.
Du know, I would post it here chapter Von chapter, but there's 23. And that would entirely cover up 'The Deadly Truth' (I know that should probably be underlined but my computer sucks and that isn't an option on here) chapters that are up thus far so I'm not doing that xD
Based off of the Percy Jackson series.
Note: This story kind of stinks, especially the first five chapters. Eve is a major Mary-Sue at the beginning, I think, but fanfiction.net won't let me change it so I can't really do much about it (plus I'm a sentimental weirdo who doesn't like to change things-- really gotta get over that). The Sekunde story, which I'll post after I get feedback on this, is WAY better. I'm on chapter 14 of that and it's already longer than the first and Von FAR Mehr descriptive and all. I blame myself for being younger when I started the first one :P
This song is about braking up with someone. Please Mitmachen my club E-Scope90 if Du like it. I'll post some Mehr if I get enough views.
Caysee
Oh Caysee
Casee, Caysee,
Can't Du see
Your Liebe isn't fit
For Du and me
Caysee, why won't Du understand
I don't want to take your hand
Oh
Caysee
Why can't Du find someone else,
Oh Caysee?
Caysee, don't feel so blue
Du can find a boy for you.
(repeat 2x)
Caysee, why cant Du see
You're just not the one for me.
Just please understand
Our Liebe isn't grand.
I don't wanna make a fit in front of the Musik stand
Caysee
Can't Du see
You're not the one for me
Caysee, oh Caysee
Oh, can't Du see???!!!
Du can never be...
the one....
for me...
Caysee
Oh Caysee
Casee, Caysee,
Can't Du see
Your Liebe isn't fit
For Du and me
Caysee, why won't Du understand
I don't want to take your hand
Oh
Caysee
Why can't Du find someone else,
Oh Caysee?
Caysee, don't feel so blue
Du can find a boy for you.
(repeat 2x)
Caysee, why cant Du see
You're just not the one for me.
Just please understand
Our Liebe isn't grand.
I don't wanna make a fit in front of the Musik stand
Caysee
Can't Du see
You're not the one for me
Caysee, oh Caysee
Oh, can't Du see???!!!
Du can never be...
the one....
for me...
Chapter 8: to the Future
The Jahr 3020, Kitsunes and Humans live in peace, because of Amber and Jay's triumph over tyranny...
"Amber, do Du think about having children?" eichelhäher, jay asked Amber.
"I do, sometimes" Amber responded, as the doorbell rung. Amber went to see who was there, but all she saw was a pair of baby Kitsunes in a basket.
eichelhäher, jay walked down the stairs to be with her, and saw them. "Who abandoned a pair of baby Kitsunes?" eichelhäher, jay thought to himself, as Amber picked them both up.
"Jay, can we adopt them?" Amber asked him.
"Of course, they are our children" eichelhäher, jay replied.
The Jahr 3020, Kitsunes and Humans live in peace, because of Amber and Jay's triumph over tyranny...
"Amber, do Du think about having children?" eichelhäher, jay asked Amber.
"I do, sometimes" Amber responded, as the doorbell rung. Amber went to see who was there, but all she saw was a pair of baby Kitsunes in a basket.
eichelhäher, jay walked down the stairs to be with her, and saw them. "Who abandoned a pair of baby Kitsunes?" eichelhäher, jay thought to himself, as Amber picked them both up.
"Jay, can we adopt them?" Amber asked him.
"Of course, they are our children" eichelhäher, jay replied.
I wrote this it's kinda Zufällig not about Liebe this time. That's rare.
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh
Ooh
I'm going free style all over
Enjoy the supernova
This is special
really special
I'm so free of styles I'm full
Hey
Anything can do yeah
Anything can do
Because I'm going
free
style
Won't come with me for a while
Because I'm going
free
style
I'm going, I'm doing, I know
I'm going
free
style
Come on with me for a smile
Because I'm going
free
style
We can do it with our style
Come on
To see
The newest
Free
style
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh
Ooh
I'm going free style all over
Enjoy the supernova
This is special
really special
I'm so free of styles I'm full
Hey
Anything can do yeah
Anything can do
Because I'm going
free
style
Won't come with me for a while
Because I'm going
free
style
I'm going, I'm doing, I know
I'm going
free
style
Come on with me for a smile
Because I'm going
free
style
We can do it with our style
Come on
To see
The newest
Free
style
This is a song I wrote when I was 6 oder 7 I improved it a little I didn't add to it though.
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets are in the sky
United 8 Planets 1 2 3 to try
I Liebe Du Mehr than united 8 planets
Kissin' the sky girl
But our Liebe is stronger than the bond
of united 8 planets
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaahhh
Fun
Any Tag Du wanna hang out
But I doubt
Our Liebe is stronger
than united 8 planets
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets are in the sky
United 8 Planets 1 2 3 to try
I Liebe Du Mehr than united 8 planets
Kissin' the sky girl
But our Liebe is stronger than the bond
of united 8 planets
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaahhh
Fun
Any Tag Du wanna hang out
But I doubt
Our Liebe is stronger
than united 8 planets
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
A song Von me it's short because it has a 30 Sekunde intro and also the song is pretty slow.
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I know I feel down. But don't try to make me happy.
Not this oder that, can help. Not that either. But only one thing. But now,
I feel so lonely. Deep down, depressed
If Du were here, I'd feel happy
Now I feel so sappy
Du were the one that make me happy, but your'e not here girl
I know Du are gone, and I feel lonely without you
Du were my mate no need for the other girls to debate
I feel lonelier than a log a log in a big thick fog
I feel so lonely
If only Du were here
(repeat)
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I know I feel down. But don't try to make me happy.
Not this oder that, can help. Not that either. But only one thing. But now,
I feel so lonely. Deep down, depressed
If Du were here, I'd feel happy
Now I feel so sappy
Du were the one that make me happy, but your'e not here girl
I know Du are gone, and I feel lonely without you
Du were my mate no need for the other girls to debate
I feel lonelier than a log a log in a big thick fog
I feel so lonely
If only Du were here
(repeat)
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Kairtlyn did not believe the guards' words. " How could it be?" she asked."My mother's a normal citizen."
"Of course it could be. I will tell Du the story." one of the guards promised.But Kairtlyn did not believe that easily. She punched the guard straight on his face.
"Ow!" the guard shouted. But the other guard was strong and muscular and in an instant he had grabbed her.
"Let me go!" she said."I'm not the Duke's daughter! It's utter nonsense!"
Unfortunately, it was true. Kairtlyn didn't realize it.....
"Of course it could be. I will tell Du the story." one of the guards promised.But Kairtlyn did not believe that easily. She punched the guard straight on his face.
"Ow!" the guard shouted. But the other guard was strong and muscular and in an instant he had grabbed her.
"Let me go!" she said."I'm not the Duke's daughter! It's utter nonsense!"
Unfortunately, it was true. Kairtlyn didn't realize it.....
There was once a woman who ran in the woods. She had brown hair that trailed behind her like a tail. She was running away from the guards of the mansion near the woods.
"Stop!" the guard ordered.
"I won't stop keeping the secret except Reginald would let Du stop chasing me!" the woman replied with a voice that signifies that she was tired.
" Are Du running only for a lowly creature?" the guard sagte with a strong voice.
" I am not afraid. Kill me." the woman said, "but leave the baby safe."
"But why?! It's a baby girl, and Du know girls and woman are worthless except for the maids and the members of the Rosrien. You, the honorable Lady Freryn, why are Du running for that silly little girl that is not from the House Of Rosrien?"
" Stop all the talk. This is my order. kill me, and let the baby safe." Lady Freryn ordered.
" Alright."the guards said.....
-To Be Continued.
"Stop!" the guard ordered.
"I won't stop keeping the secret except Reginald would let Du stop chasing me!" the woman replied with a voice that signifies that she was tired.
" Are Du running only for a lowly creature?" the guard sagte with a strong voice.
" I am not afraid. Kill me." the woman said, "but leave the baby safe."
"But why?! It's a baby girl, and Du know girls and woman are worthless except for the maids and the members of the Rosrien. You, the honorable Lady Freryn, why are Du running for that silly little girl that is not from the House Of Rosrien?"
" Stop all the talk. This is my order. kill me, and let the baby safe." Lady Freryn ordered.
" Alright."the guards said.....
-To Be Continued.