Character: Vesta

My Dreams, My Hopes and Wishes...My Story.
My Story...

    My Name is Mallory E. McDonald. I was born in Maine and I’m 13 years old. I’m a dancer at T’n t Dance Studio and I’ve been dancing for 11 years now. I was born with an eye condition, in other words I can only see out of one eye at a time. So when I was in third grade my eye doctor finally saw that I had a problem but it was to late. So in third grade I had to learn how to read and write all over again. I was called names because I had to have help and extra class’s because I still needed to learn how to...

I'm just a girl

I never win

But I try to fit in

I'm just a girl

I keep back my tears

And hide my fears

I'm just a girl

I always fake smiles

But sometimes I laugh for miles

I'm just a girl

I stand up tall,

Even when I fall

I'm just a girl

I cover the truth

'Cause I'm still in my youth

I'm just a girl

I still get afraid

But i know the stars are there behind the shade

I'm just a girl

I tend to forget

But people live their lives with no regrets

I'm just a girl

I know I will Fly,high and free

Just wait and see

I'm just a girl

I'll take the pain I got in my moyo and head

And put it in a song instead

I'm just a girl

I won't...

Izzy stared at the blank ceiling of the alfea attic. Her moyo longed for the faded purple walls of Cloudtower net the girl's face to pop out om the closest, her voice still echoed in Izzy's mind 'real witch... real witch... real witch..." Izzy pulled out her laptop from under the kitanda and the note the girl had aliyopewa her. As she typed in the barua pepe a dress A little light blinked as it showed to girl was online. The ikoni alisema 'dana' that must be the gril's name. Dana and Izzy immediately started talking dana started out with a surprising swali
"When will wewe plan to start?"
"Now"
Fine, read...

The truth

1.I'm ready to tell the truth.....about me.
2.when I wasn't even born,my parents devorced.
3.am I happy about it? hell ya!
4.When I was 3 I meet my dad.
5. i would to see him on some of the weekends.
6.My dad would buy me anything when he was rich.
7:I would...I would nyumbani and... And my ...mom would find bruises on my...
8:I didn't know where they came from!...But when I told her i didn't know where the bruises come from...I felt like lyieing...and I was little...
9:When I was in preschool and other grades as a little girl,I planned to kill myself.....because of fighting and bulling....I was...

Secrets

1.I used to be shy... and sometimes I still am.

2.I upendo to watch scary movies! But I get really scared afterward... I just I wont learn!

3.My inayopendelewa color is White because it holds misery and nothing can defect it... other then other colors.

4.I have an eye condition... Witch means I can only see out of one eye at a time. And I wish I didn’t have an Eye condition.

5.I have glass’s so I don’t think I’m pretty....

6.I also have red hair! Witch I’m proud of! I just wish it wasn’t so fluffy.

7.I’ve never been loved....

8.I’m very creative

9.I have blue eyes yet I’m a red head?...

(Hey you guys...I'm going to be publishing some songs....to let a few things off of my heart....I'm torn up and sad....I'm sorry I get annoying....here is a review of some sadness)

Goodbye -a song
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me:I want to see him!
nurse: sweetie,you can't see him
me: yes I can! i have two eyes miss.Trish
nurse: younge lady! seguraty! gaurds!
(I push my way into the hospital room but run out crying heading for the door)

{now singing}
Ohhhhh-why me?
does this have to come now?
oh jesus don't take him away!
Just take me

Just wake me up...

My ndoto is where nobody gets hurt. Where everybody can live in harmony wthout any worries.I dream of a peaceful valley, vast and wide, full of beauty, and life. Mountains that reach the heavens and we all lay on the nyasi that is as soft as the hand of god, under the sky so blue. As the wind blows though the valley, It relaxes our mind kwa sing a lulabye, takeing away any and all bd thoughts, taking all of us into a deep slumber, only to awake in a world where it is always daytime.

wewe are under the night sky... a sky that contains so many stars to the point where it almost seems like darkness...

Tell them my story long after I'm gone.
Tell them my dream's and wishes and hopes.
Tell them how I tried to help the world.
Tell them how I gave up.
Tell them wewe help me through.
Who brought me down and chewed me up.
Tell them about every scar I have.
I like the one on my wrist that's from my cat.
To the one my arm because I became sad.
Tell them about how I was talked about.
And stabbed in the back.
Tell them my crushes and Marafiki I hope I get back.
Tell them how I help wewe through,
The fights,
The burns,
The scars,
The bully's,
And yourself.
Tell them how I was there for you.
And how I'll be there for them....

~I'm Bleeding~
This is a song I was making and its for a special friend who is having trouble with her life. I'm here everyday for her,year to months to weeks to days to dakika and even seconds.....
_________________________________song for the broken____________
(Talk)
We all go threw it..
We all go under water....head first...
The breathing gets harder....
Fill the eyes peel at you,huh?
A song for the broken is on his way...

(Singing)
I don't want to break wewe heart....
I'm just going to give it a break...
Convent this as a upendo song....
I cant write wewe one anyways....

All the searching......

    My feet keep on going but my moyo tells me to stop. All I want to do is run. Run away from this mess I got my self into. It all happened so fast the anger the tears the blood. Then all I heard was the bullet fly through the air and hit skin then songesha slowly into the flesh and then the final bang it hit the heart. The one thing that keeps wewe alive. All never forget his face when I killed him. All I saw was shock and fear and one big swali hanged over his head. Why?
    I just wanted to keep running afraid I could hurt zaidi people in this mess....

Today at performance for Easter:
I was in the girls locker room at high school and my friend,Alicia was with me. We were getting ready in our cute Easter maid out fits and Fergie came along....
Fergie: hey,you want ti dust of Alicia's skirt, upindo Maria?
Me: wewe want to have Will shove his #$%&%# up your ass?!
Alicia: wow! Calm down!
Fergie: how do wewe know Will?!
Me: *pulls out her phone* I know people bitch! Your cheating on Drake!
Fergie: *angry and grabs her phone* wewe will not tell him!
Me: I don't have to! *Fergie looks at her phone*
Fergie: wewe text him about it!
Alicia: no,you did! *high fives me...

Izzy hopedd, no prayed for a dead sleep, dreamless, but that's not what she got. Instead, she got stuck in a forest darker then any dark, and she ran, an unknown terror seeped through her as she ran for what she fear was her life. suddenly there is no ground, and she isn't running, she is falling, down down down... Screaming, whyy? Izzy couldn't tell. She thrashed for her life, her nails scrapping rock hard walls and suddenly the fall stops, and water surrounds her,she surfaces salt pours over her, burning her lungs, her eyes. She swims for what feels like days, thrashing screaming, fighting...