A/N: Please read Chapter 1 before moving ahead to this chapter. Thanks.
After I finished up Schreiben my entry for my journal, I decided it was time for lunch, and that meant I had to hunt for mother and I.
I crept deeper into the foggy woods. Usually my main weapon is a rather large knife, that is vulnerable to cutting throw thick pelz and meat. I spot a plump turkey. Du don't see them much around this time a day,actually. I stare down at the sharpened messer in my hand. "Is this really the way I'm going to kill my whole life?" I sigh and stick the weapon in a pine tree.
Quickly I head Home to find Allisyn's old archery tools. As I head in I practically tip toe so my napping mother, Victoria, doesn't wake. I open Allisyn's door. creeeak.. It seems none of us have stepped foot in this room for ages. My eyes scan around her room, and I find her ahorn chest that lay below her nightstand. It's covered completely in dust, and the ahorn is barely visible. Inside it lay her bow and arrows. Gently I pick up the fragile-looking arrows. The real pigeon feathers are bristly as I slide my finger across it. I stand up and put the tools over my shoulder. Time to catch lunch.
There I see that plump turkey again. I climb up another tree, and set up. I'm fairly new to this, mainly because Heather was the one whom always caught our lunches with bow and arrows. I aim, but my arm and hand are shaking severely. I don't want to risk a bad shot, so I put it down. Calm..Act calm, Heather.. My mind says. After a moment, I try again. Fire. The turkey remains standing.Ambition coats me. Eagerly, I feuer another arrow. It just ends up scaring the turkey away. I lean against the kofferraum, stamm of the baum I sit in. Failure is the only thing that crosses my mind now. I climb down the tree, about to look for another animal to kill. When suddenly the same guy from before encounters me.
Our eyes lock. "What do Du want?" I ask.
"Hey, it's not my fault I run into Du again." He breaks contact.
"Hmph, whatever. Don't mind me, I'm hunting." I continue walking, looking through the grassland.
"Hunting, aye?" Edward raises his eyebrow. I am still turned, refusing to look at him. "Yes."
"Do Du need help?"
"Of course not! I'm capable of hunting by.My.Self!" I shoot an Arrow at a rabbit. It hits. Sudden bliss fills me. I run to pick it up.
"Well done." Edward gives a clap of mock.
"Yeah,yeah." I mutter while removing the Arrow out of the rabbit.
"Anyways, do Du mind catching abendessen for my family and I? I have no weapons. See?" He opens his arms out, Wird angezeigt evidence.
"Why would I ever?" I snap. He shrugs and pivots. "Your right, I wouldn't want a sourpuss like Du catching my meal anyways."
Anger boils up inside. "What did Du dare call me?"
After I finished up Schreiben my entry for my journal, I decided it was time for lunch, and that meant I had to hunt for mother and I.
I crept deeper into the foggy woods. Usually my main weapon is a rather large knife, that is vulnerable to cutting throw thick pelz and meat. I spot a plump turkey. Du don't see them much around this time a day,actually. I stare down at the sharpened messer in my hand. "Is this really the way I'm going to kill my whole life?" I sigh and stick the weapon in a pine tree.
Quickly I head Home to find Allisyn's old archery tools. As I head in I practically tip toe so my napping mother, Victoria, doesn't wake. I open Allisyn's door. creeeak.. It seems none of us have stepped foot in this room for ages. My eyes scan around her room, and I find her ahorn chest that lay below her nightstand. It's covered completely in dust, and the ahorn is barely visible. Inside it lay her bow and arrows. Gently I pick up the fragile-looking arrows. The real pigeon feathers are bristly as I slide my finger across it. I stand up and put the tools over my shoulder. Time to catch lunch.
There I see that plump turkey again. I climb up another tree, and set up. I'm fairly new to this, mainly because Heather was the one whom always caught our lunches with bow and arrows. I aim, but my arm and hand are shaking severely. I don't want to risk a bad shot, so I put it down. Calm..Act calm, Heather.. My mind says. After a moment, I try again. Fire. The turkey remains standing.Ambition coats me. Eagerly, I feuer another arrow. It just ends up scaring the turkey away. I lean against the kofferraum, stamm of the baum I sit in. Failure is the only thing that crosses my mind now. I climb down the tree, about to look for another animal to kill. When suddenly the same guy from before encounters me.
Our eyes lock. "What do Du want?" I ask.
"Hey, it's not my fault I run into Du again." He breaks contact.
"Hmph, whatever. Don't mind me, I'm hunting." I continue walking, looking through the grassland.
"Hunting, aye?" Edward raises his eyebrow. I am still turned, refusing to look at him. "Yes."
"Do Du need help?"
"Of course not! I'm capable of hunting by.My.Self!" I shoot an Arrow at a rabbit. It hits. Sudden bliss fills me. I run to pick it up.
"Well done." Edward gives a clap of mock.
"Yeah,yeah." I mutter while removing the Arrow out of the rabbit.
"Anyways, do Du mind catching abendessen for my family and I? I have no weapons. See?" He opens his arms out, Wird angezeigt evidence.
"Why would I ever?" I snap. He shrugs and pivots. "Your right, I wouldn't want a sourpuss like Du catching my meal anyways."
Anger boils up inside. "What did Du dare call me?"
He leads me
in the paths that are right
Du are my friend
I have courage,
for your help is there
Du are close beside me with comfort,
Du are guiding my way
Du make me welcome,
Pouring down honor
This joy fills me with gladness
Your goodness always is with me
Your loving kindness strengthens me always
as I go through life.
They are pouring down honor
For your achievements
It fills me with pride
At your success
Du are Mehr than deserving
Of such attention
I am so happy for Du
And am proud to know Du and call Du friend.
in the paths that are right
Du are my friend
I have courage,
for your help is there
Du are close beside me with comfort,
Du are guiding my way
Du make me welcome,
Pouring down honor
This joy fills me with gladness
Your goodness always is with me
Your loving kindness strengthens me always
as I go through life.
They are pouring down honor
For your achievements
It fills me with pride
At your success
Du are Mehr than deserving
Of such attention
I am so happy for Du
And am proud to know Du and call Du friend.
How men first learnt to invent words is unknown;in other words,the origin of language is a mystery.All we really know is that men,unlike animals,somehow invented certain sounds to express thoughts and feelings,actions and things so that they could communicate with each other;and that later they agreed to certain signs,called letters,which could be combined to represent those sounds,and which could be written down.These sounds,if spoken oder written in letters,are called words.
Great writers are those who not only have great thoughts but also express these thoughts in words that appeal powerfully to our minds and emotions.This charming and telling use of words is what we call literary prose.Above all,the real poet is a master of words.He can convey his meaning in words which sing like music,and which Von their position and association can break men to tears.We should,therefore,learn to choose our words carefully,or they will make our speech silly and vulgar.
Great writers are those who not only have great thoughts but also express these thoughts in words that appeal powerfully to our minds and emotions.This charming and telling use of words is what we call literary prose.Above all,the real poet is a master of words.He can convey his meaning in words which sing like music,and which Von their position and association can break men to tears.We should,therefore,learn to choose our words carefully,or they will make our speech silly and vulgar.
See its crying so bitterly
Its raining here today
Cuz its valentine day
Everyone has a smile on their faces
Either true oder fake
Some have their heart's aces
Others hated even to wake
Now that you're gone
I'm staring at my phone
Hoping Du to make a small call
That Du wanna meet in the mall
There's an empty place in my heart
I'm in agony due to the pain
The Tag Du left it broke apart
I cry as much as the rain
Pls come back to me
Pls say Du Liebe me
And that I'll never again have to stay
Alone on a valentine's day
|Life is like a story,both can end badly.It depends on what Du write and what Du do to change them.|
"Love is like a flower,it can only be treated so tenderly."Elisa Reynolds."My beloved,you may have tricked those..little toys but Du forget that I keep no secret,no lies,nor any true clues.But I can say that I loved you."Liam Foyet."My last words to Du be that Doyle is back.Back to kill me.Also that Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun."
"The danger people see in me,(chuckle) it's amusing."
Elisa~"Im weakened Von love, but strengthen Von pain."
Doyle~"Shut up and this will be a short execution."
Russia
"Love is like a flower,it can only be treated so tenderly."Elisa Reynolds."My beloved,you may have tricked those..little toys but Du forget that I keep no secret,no lies,nor any true clues.But I can say that I loved you."Liam Foyet."My last words to Du be that Doyle is back.Back to kill me.Also that Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun."
"The danger people see in me,(chuckle) it's amusing."
Elisa~"Im weakened Von love, but strengthen Von pain."
Doyle~"Shut up and this will be a short execution."
Russia
