.. my little sister Leaisl. B-B-But the image wasn't from my eyes, no. From her eyes at my... my funeral
'Sam is very peaceful, Mama. I would upendo to be like her' I said, twirling Samantha's hair around my finger
'Lea, she's-' alisema Kevin
'She doesn't know!!' Grandma hissed back
'Know about what?'
'That Sammie is in a state of peace. To be like her, wewe must disconnect from the li- I mean, outside world. Are wewe willing to do this?'
Godfather mbwa mwitu stepped out of the shadows behind us and into the light. He stared at me with his one eye, the other bandaged. 'I-I-I am not sure. I will think about it, God-Poppy' I replied
Wolf?! He never liked me, but loved little Leaisl. Another memory from Leaisl's eyes flashed in my mind
'Now, I am proud to present your new queen, Angelica Brovannia Sereno Sefalia!'
Angel stepped out of the doorway and into the spotlight. Her fiery red hair was pulled into a tight bun. Her Mama's makeup caked her face. She became queen, rather than me, because Sammy had died. The Fitzpatrick and Sefalia families had been in a rivalry for generations. When the Sefalias had found out Sam had almost been assassinated, they made a bet that if she died, Angel would become queen. If Sam survived, the inayofuata 10 girls born in the Fitzpatrick family would become queen. Sadly, Sam died. It was about 10 years ago, the reason still unknown.
'I deserved that crown!' I yelled at her
'Your family made an illegal bet! I rightfully deserve that crown! How do wewe know she was even killed kwa that crazy man?!'
'Calm down, little Leaisl' Angel calmly replied, talking in her strong Russian accent and smoking a cigarrete
'Well, we don't know, but wewe don't know. It's most likely the man killed her. She was very healthy, da? No diseases, she got all her shots, your family consists of germ-freaks. So, that leaves assasination!'
'She loves traveling to the woods! There is many wild wanyama in the wild! She had been bitten, so it was probally a snake au something like that!'
'Hah, a snake. Before our city was built, this land was cleared of everything. They dug giant holes to make sure no animal was still alive on the land. Then, they built all this. We have security all around the town and it is not capable of any animal to enter.'
'Angel, I-I-I can't believe we used to be friends! You're... you're so cruel!'
I dropped to the floor of her room, crying. She stared down at me. 'After Sam died, wewe supported me and hepled me. I thought of wewe as my new big sister.'
'Ahh, Leaisl. I have da siblings. I thought of wewe as one, though. But, it has to end soon. There is no thing as best Marafiki forever. wewe know what I mean, da?' Angel grabbed something I couldn't see out of her dawati and walked toward me, looking angry.
'Da?' and everything went black.
Leaisl! Angelica killed her?! I can't believe it. I stared at the blankness, though really Skye's moyo rate, not realizing it was going a ongoing, boring tone.
"Sam? Sam? Oh my god. Skye! Doctor! Doctor! Sam? Are wewe OK? Sam? Sam? I should be getting wewe home, anyway
'Sam is very peaceful, Mama. I would upendo to be like her' I said, twirling Samantha's hair around my finger
'Lea, she's-' alisema Kevin
'She doesn't know!!' Grandma hissed back
'Know about what?'
'That Sammie is in a state of peace. To be like her, wewe must disconnect from the li- I mean, outside world. Are wewe willing to do this?'
Godfather mbwa mwitu stepped out of the shadows behind us and into the light. He stared at me with his one eye, the other bandaged. 'I-I-I am not sure. I will think about it, God-Poppy' I replied
Wolf?! He never liked me, but loved little Leaisl. Another memory from Leaisl's eyes flashed in my mind
'Now, I am proud to present your new queen, Angelica Brovannia Sereno Sefalia!'
Angel stepped out of the doorway and into the spotlight. Her fiery red hair was pulled into a tight bun. Her Mama's makeup caked her face. She became queen, rather than me, because Sammy had died. The Fitzpatrick and Sefalia families had been in a rivalry for generations. When the Sefalias had found out Sam had almost been assassinated, they made a bet that if she died, Angel would become queen. If Sam survived, the inayofuata 10 girls born in the Fitzpatrick family would become queen. Sadly, Sam died. It was about 10 years ago, the reason still unknown.
'I deserved that crown!' I yelled at her
'Your family made an illegal bet! I rightfully deserve that crown! How do wewe know she was even killed kwa that crazy man?!'
'Calm down, little Leaisl' Angel calmly replied, talking in her strong Russian accent and smoking a cigarrete
'Well, we don't know, but wewe don't know. It's most likely the man killed her. She was very healthy, da? No diseases, she got all her shots, your family consists of germ-freaks. So, that leaves assasination!'
'She loves traveling to the woods! There is many wild wanyama in the wild! She had been bitten, so it was probally a snake au something like that!'
'Hah, a snake. Before our city was built, this land was cleared of everything. They dug giant holes to make sure no animal was still alive on the land. Then, they built all this. We have security all around the town and it is not capable of any animal to enter.'
'Angel, I-I-I can't believe we used to be friends! You're... you're so cruel!'
I dropped to the floor of her room, crying. She stared down at me. 'After Sam died, wewe supported me and hepled me. I thought of wewe as my new big sister.'
'Ahh, Leaisl. I have da siblings. I thought of wewe as one, though. But, it has to end soon. There is no thing as best Marafiki forever. wewe know what I mean, da?' Angel grabbed something I couldn't see out of her dawati and walked toward me, looking angry.
'Da?' and everything went black.
Leaisl! Angelica killed her?! I can't believe it. I stared at the blankness, though really Skye's moyo rate, not realizing it was going a ongoing, boring tone.
"Sam? Sam? Oh my god. Skye! Doctor! Doctor! Sam? Are wewe OK? Sam? Sam? I should be getting wewe home, anyway
As ancient as mother Earth’s treachery
Caught in the line of Athena’s sight
Left alone to travel in this treacherous world
She walks in beauty, like the night
Though with beauty comes this fight of death
In this quest she fails though she tries
Eternally alone in this fateful dark
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
How could it after what happened?
My pain unbearable, yet it happily shines
I look on from Artemis’s tent
As the sun sets on the sea that took his life
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
I will never forget my upendo for him
As a Huntress I now see Hermes
With the soul of the Lost he flies off like a crow
Till we meet again, farewell my love
Caught in the line of Athena’s sight
Left alone to travel in this treacherous world
She walks in beauty, like the night
Though with beauty comes this fight of death
In this quest she fails though she tries
Eternally alone in this fateful dark
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
How could it after what happened?
My pain unbearable, yet it happily shines
I look on from Artemis’s tent
As the sun sets on the sea that took his life
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
I will never forget my upendo for him
As a Huntress I now see Hermes
With the soul of the Lost he flies off like a crow
Till we meet again, farewell my love
I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces kwa pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces kwa pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
I know what happened,
I know that your parents are divorced,
because I was the first
wewe told.
I want to help you,
but I don't know
what all that
pressure
and sorrow feels like.
Like you're drowning
in a pool of tears
and your friends
are just watching and
laughing,
like it's a joke.
But it's not a joke,
it's your life.
They aren't even
your friends,
they are just people
who say they earned
that title.
I don't understand.
My parents aren't
divorced,
they don't fight
every time when
they see each
others face.
I can't help.
But you're
my friend.
My best
friend.
And I will
try to help.
I will stand kwa
your side even when
we are miles away.
Because even though
it might not feel like it,
wewe are never
alone.
I know that your parents are divorced,
because I was the first
wewe told.
I want to help you,
but I don't know
what all that
pressure
and sorrow feels like.
Like you're drowning
in a pool of tears
and your friends
are just watching and
laughing,
like it's a joke.
But it's not a joke,
it's your life.
They aren't even
your friends,
they are just people
who say they earned
that title.
I don't understand.
My parents aren't
divorced,
they don't fight
every time when
they see each
others face.
I can't help.
But you're
my friend.
My best
friend.
And I will
try to help.
I will stand kwa
your side even when
we are miles away.
Because even though
it might not feel like it,
wewe are never
alone.
