I was torn. On one hand, I really liked Foster. But, I wasn't sure if he really liked me back. He completely cut me off at school, but acted like he was totally in upendo with me when we were alone. It was strange. I could usually read people really well, but Foster left me speechless, and I had no clue what to think.
"Do wewe whatever wewe feel is right," Grandma said. That did not help. I had no idea what was "right." And honestly, I wasn't sure there was a right and wrong in this situation. I wasn't so sure about asking Echo. She still hated Foster no matter what.
Echo came over one siku after school. She had a little boy with her, holding her hand. I wasn't expecting it, but it was nice to have her over either way. She smiled shyly.
"Hey," she alisema quietly. "Um, can we stay here for a while?"
"Uh, sure." I stepped aside, letting them in. "Is everything ok?" She shrugged. The little boy standing inayofuata to her pouted, and shrinked into her side.
"Um, this is my little brother, Ace," Echo introduced. I waved at him, but he buried his face in Echo's side.
"Cosette, who is it?" Grandma asked, coming in. "Oh, Echo. It's you! How are you, sweetie?"
"Good, Mrs. Hayner, thank you."
"Is it ok if they stay for a while?" I asked.
"Sure, that's fine," she smiled. She went out front to go read on the porch. Echo and I went and sat in the living room. Ace sat in Echo's lap. It was then, I realized a bruise on her cheek, somewhat in the shape of a hand.
"What happened?" I breathed. She stared at the ground, and shook her head.
"It's fine," she mumbled.
"No, it's not!" I said. "What happened?" Echo just stared at the floor, and refused to speak. Ace looked at her, then me, and back and forth.
"Mommy and Daddy hurt her," he alisema shyly. Echo winced. I hugged them both tightly.
"I'm so sorry," I sighed. "You guys can come over whenever wewe need to. Whenever wewe want to."
"Thanks," Echo mumbled. I heard the door open, and someone walk in, who didn't sound like Grandma. Foster walked into the living room, and stopped.
"I, uh... Your grandmother let me in..." he alisema awkwardly. Echo shifted and hugged Ace close.
"That's ok," I said. "Do wewe wanna--"
"I can see you're busy," he said. "I'll see wewe later, Cosette." He turned to leave. I looked back at Echo, and she looked at me with sad eyes.
"Just a sec," I said. I got up and walked after him. He stopped just before he got to the door. "You can stay, y'know. Echo---"
"No thanks," he said. "I'm not... I don't particularly like her," he whispered. I stood there for a second, my mouth hanging open a little.
"Do wewe even know her?" I asked. He sighed.
"I gotta go, Cosette. I'll see wewe later." He kissed my cheek before leaving. I stood there for a moment, and then rolled my eyes and went back to the living room where Echo and Ace were still sitting.
"Is everything ok?" Echo asked. I nodded.
"Fine. How're wewe feeling?" She shrugged.
"Come on," I said. "Let's get some ice for your cheek."
***
Echo and Ace stated for the night. Ace slept on Echo's lap, while she slept on the couch, and I slept on the floor. It wasn't the most comfortable, but at least she was. I felt so bad for her. No one should be afraid to go home.
The inayofuata day, Echo had to leave a little early to drop Ace off at kindergarten. She alisema she'd meet me at school.
When the time came, I left for school. Then like usual, Foster rode up alongside me.
"Hey there," he smiled. I pursed my lips, and waved shyly at him. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing," I grumbled.
"Good," he said. "So what was Echo's problem yesterday?"
"Family issues," I said.
"Gosh," he muttered. "She's such a complainer..." That stopped me.
"Don't wewe dare talk about her like that," I snapped.
"Oh, come on," he said, rolling his eyes. "Let's not fight about this now--"
"Why? It's not like we're going to argue at school au anything..." I said, getting zaidi frustrated with every word. I couldn't even look at him. I shouted at the sidewalk.
"Cosette, you're being ridiculous," he said. I folded my arms. "Just... Just leave me alone until wewe stop uigizaji so stupid." He rolled his eyes and muttered "bitch" as he rode away. I clenched my hands into fists.
***
I told Echo what happened. She was not happy at all.
"I'm gonna kick his ass!" she said, standing up. At first, I didn't think she'd really do anything. She got halfway down the hall, when I realized she was serious. I ran after her, and dragged her back.
"Liste--" I grabbed her hands, and then realized she had something in it. I opened it up, to see a rock. "Why do wewe have a rock?! Where'd wewe get it?!" I asked, incredulous. She examined it in her hands and shrugged.
"I found it on the way to school. I thought it was pretty... I figured I could use it to beat Foster in the head... It's still be pretty, even with some blood on it, I guess." She spoke so casually. My eyes widened, and I slowly took the rock from her.
"I'm gonna hold onto this for you..." I alisema slowly. She sighed.
"Fine..." she grumbled. I raised an eyebrow. She looked back up at me. "What? At least wewe can't say I'm not there for you." I thought for a quick moment and shrugged.
"I guess." She hugged me, and I hugged her back.
"I've got your back, Cosette." I laughed.
"Do wewe whatever wewe feel is right," Grandma said. That did not help. I had no idea what was "right." And honestly, I wasn't sure there was a right and wrong in this situation. I wasn't so sure about asking Echo. She still hated Foster no matter what.
Echo came over one siku after school. She had a little boy with her, holding her hand. I wasn't expecting it, but it was nice to have her over either way. She smiled shyly.
"Hey," she alisema quietly. "Um, can we stay here for a while?"
"Uh, sure." I stepped aside, letting them in. "Is everything ok?" She shrugged. The little boy standing inayofuata to her pouted, and shrinked into her side.
"Um, this is my little brother, Ace," Echo introduced. I waved at him, but he buried his face in Echo's side.
"Cosette, who is it?" Grandma asked, coming in. "Oh, Echo. It's you! How are you, sweetie?"
"Good, Mrs. Hayner, thank you."
"Is it ok if they stay for a while?" I asked.
"Sure, that's fine," she smiled. She went out front to go read on the porch. Echo and I went and sat in the living room. Ace sat in Echo's lap. It was then, I realized a bruise on her cheek, somewhat in the shape of a hand.
"What happened?" I breathed. She stared at the ground, and shook her head.
"It's fine," she mumbled.
"No, it's not!" I said. "What happened?" Echo just stared at the floor, and refused to speak. Ace looked at her, then me, and back and forth.
"Mommy and Daddy hurt her," he alisema shyly. Echo winced. I hugged them both tightly.
"I'm so sorry," I sighed. "You guys can come over whenever wewe need to. Whenever wewe want to."
"Thanks," Echo mumbled. I heard the door open, and someone walk in, who didn't sound like Grandma. Foster walked into the living room, and stopped.
"I, uh... Your grandmother let me in..." he alisema awkwardly. Echo shifted and hugged Ace close.
"That's ok," I said. "Do wewe wanna--"
"I can see you're busy," he said. "I'll see wewe later, Cosette." He turned to leave. I looked back at Echo, and she looked at me with sad eyes.
"Just a sec," I said. I got up and walked after him. He stopped just before he got to the door. "You can stay, y'know. Echo---"
"No thanks," he said. "I'm not... I don't particularly like her," he whispered. I stood there for a second, my mouth hanging open a little.
"Do wewe even know her?" I asked. He sighed.
"I gotta go, Cosette. I'll see wewe later." He kissed my cheek before leaving. I stood there for a moment, and then rolled my eyes and went back to the living room where Echo and Ace were still sitting.
"Is everything ok?" Echo asked. I nodded.
"Fine. How're wewe feeling?" She shrugged.
"Come on," I said. "Let's get some ice for your cheek."
***
Echo and Ace stated for the night. Ace slept on Echo's lap, while she slept on the couch, and I slept on the floor. It wasn't the most comfortable, but at least she was. I felt so bad for her. No one should be afraid to go home.
The inayofuata day, Echo had to leave a little early to drop Ace off at kindergarten. She alisema she'd meet me at school.
When the time came, I left for school. Then like usual, Foster rode up alongside me.
"Hey there," he smiled. I pursed my lips, and waved shyly at him. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing," I grumbled.
"Good," he said. "So what was Echo's problem yesterday?"
"Family issues," I said.
"Gosh," he muttered. "She's such a complainer..." That stopped me.
"Don't wewe dare talk about her like that," I snapped.
"Oh, come on," he said, rolling his eyes. "Let's not fight about this now--"
"Why? It's not like we're going to argue at school au anything..." I said, getting zaidi frustrated with every word. I couldn't even look at him. I shouted at the sidewalk.
"Cosette, you're being ridiculous," he said. I folded my arms. "Just... Just leave me alone until wewe stop uigizaji so stupid." He rolled his eyes and muttered "bitch" as he rode away. I clenched my hands into fists.
***
I told Echo what happened. She was not happy at all.
"I'm gonna kick his ass!" she said, standing up. At first, I didn't think she'd really do anything. She got halfway down the hall, when I realized she was serious. I ran after her, and dragged her back.
"Liste--" I grabbed her hands, and then realized she had something in it. I opened it up, to see a rock. "Why do wewe have a rock?! Where'd wewe get it?!" I asked, incredulous. She examined it in her hands and shrugged.
"I found it on the way to school. I thought it was pretty... I figured I could use it to beat Foster in the head... It's still be pretty, even with some blood on it, I guess." She spoke so casually. My eyes widened, and I slowly took the rock from her.
"I'm gonna hold onto this for you..." I alisema slowly. She sighed.
"Fine..." she grumbled. I raised an eyebrow. She looked back up at me. "What? At least wewe can't say I'm not there for you." I thought for a quick moment and shrugged.
"I guess." She hugged me, and I hugged her back.
"I've got your back, Cosette." I laughed.
upendo wewe forever is about a girl who lives in a town, and has a few friends, she is every teachers "Perfect Student". A new boy and his sister songesha to town, and they fall in love. her father doesnt approve of the boy. the girl and boy plan to run away 2gether with his sister and her boyfriend. but her father makes her songesha towns. she is forced 2 go 2 a all girls school, she is Lost and alone, so she turns 2 suicide. the boy and his sister find her and they take her out of school and run away 2gether and promise to upendo each other forever. but her father finds out and shoots the boy, the girl is in pain and so is his sister so they run away from their lives and live new ones, under false identities, until her father finds her and kills both of them. (btw the father is crazy)
ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, au does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, au does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
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im sick of everything about you.
i hate what wewe say,
what wewe do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
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your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how wewe talk to me,
how wewe treat me,
what wewe think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.
im sick of everything about you.
i hate what wewe say,
what wewe do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
im so sick.
im sick of your laugh,
your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how wewe talk to me,
how wewe treat me,
what wewe think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.
i cant take any more
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
moto spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget wewe even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
au even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real au not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get wewe out of my mind.
even if i die...
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
moto spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget wewe even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
au even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real au not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get wewe out of my mind.
even if i die...
Once upon a time There was a girl named Abby. She loved to talk. Her teachers eventually stopped calling on her.
One day, she talked during a moto while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the tafuta for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang aliiba five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.
Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.
So she was nyumbani schooled.
But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they Lost their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.
So they duct-taped her mouth shut.
THE END
One day, she talked during a moto while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the tafuta for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang aliiba five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.
Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.
So she was nyumbani schooled.
But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they Lost their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.
So they duct-taped her mouth shut.
THE END
As I grow to think about it zaidi and more, and understand it zaidi and more, I see that, as the saying goes, life is like a game of chess. But I have made my own saying up, which seems zaidi true to me. Life is like a venture into the unknown. wewe never know what might await wewe next, zaidi dangers, au even happy successes. But one thing is for certain, wewe cannot always be happy, au always be depressed. Life is like a mountain. wewe climb it, face all the challenges life brings you. wewe dump and break up, wewe win and make up. Things happen. wewe can't control it most of the time. So never blame yourself for bad things that happened to wewe in life. Life gets confusing a lot. But I still strive to reach my goals. Without goals, I would be like a broken-winged bird that could not fly. I would be aimless. I would not become better, build my character. Life is like a venture into the unknown, and I believe that to be true. So true.