Serena
Tia had told me that he obviously liked black, so she'd chosen the scary halter juu and skinny jeans with black peep-toed heels. Tia had gone overboard. I looked like a freaking goth.
I thought I was dressed way out of my league, but Tia alisema I wasn't. It was difficult to believe her.
Still, I dropped a plate when I was in the jikoni on Saturday evening when he knocked on the door. I almost twisted my ankle in my hurry to open the door. I threw it open, and I almost cried in relief when it was him and I hadn't almost injured myself for nothing.
He looked stunned when he saw what I was wearing, and I silently cursed Tia. Then, he said, "You look nice."
My moyo sang with the small compliment, and I was almost worshipping Tia at that moment.
"Thanks," I said. "Let's get going."
"Sure," he smiled, and my moyo skipped a beat.
Shaun
She opened the door, and I was stunned for a few seconds. I hadn't seen her for almost two days, I had felt as if I was disappearing very painfully.
I shook this thought away; it was entirely irrational.
I told her, a bit of an understatement, really, "You look nice." 'Idiot, I cursed myself. Nice? That's all I can come up with?
"Thanks," she said. "Let's get going."
I wasn't sure what I alisema next, but I knew that whatever she wanted to do, I'd want to do it too, as long as I was with her.
I stopped breathing when she smiled and took my hand, leading me to my car.
I had to remind myself to breathe while we were driving.
As I'd started the car, I found myself very attentive to her every word.
So irrational. What was happening to me?
Tia had told me that he obviously liked black, so she'd chosen the scary halter juu and skinny jeans with black peep-toed heels. Tia had gone overboard. I looked like a freaking goth.
I thought I was dressed way out of my league, but Tia alisema I wasn't. It was difficult to believe her.
Still, I dropped a plate when I was in the jikoni on Saturday evening when he knocked on the door. I almost twisted my ankle in my hurry to open the door. I threw it open, and I almost cried in relief when it was him and I hadn't almost injured myself for nothing.
He looked stunned when he saw what I was wearing, and I silently cursed Tia. Then, he said, "You look nice."
My moyo sang with the small compliment, and I was almost worshipping Tia at that moment.
"Thanks," I said. "Let's get going."
"Sure," he smiled, and my moyo skipped a beat.
Shaun
She opened the door, and I was stunned for a few seconds. I hadn't seen her for almost two days, I had felt as if I was disappearing very painfully.
I shook this thought away; it was entirely irrational.
I told her, a bit of an understatement, really, "You look nice." 'Idiot, I cursed myself. Nice? That's all I can come up with?
"Thanks," she said. "Let's get going."
I wasn't sure what I alisema next, but I knew that whatever she wanted to do, I'd want to do it too, as long as I was with her.
I stopped breathing when she smiled and took my hand, leading me to my car.
I had to remind myself to breathe while we were driving.
As I'd started the car, I found myself very attentive to her every word.
So irrational. What was happening to me?
as if wewe gave me a choice
everything about wewe i loved
all other feelings aside i shoved
on your every word i hung
and even among
a crowd, only wewe i see
nowhere else i would rather be
these feelings for you, that are kept inside
i can no longer hide
everything about wewe i admire
wewe are all i desire
so kind, so sweet, so passionate
everytime our eyes met
my moyo would race
while looking at your smiling face
full of buety, life, and joy
with my emotions wewe play like a toy
like a wild beast, my emotions cannot be tame
and i don't even know your name
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would wewe do?
Would wewe cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
au go into silence until the very end...
Would wewe upendo the ones wewe hate the most au be the person wewe hide?
Would wewe pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?
Would wewe try and keep the sun from setting as your last siku ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else wewe say as wewe close your eyes.
what can I do?
I'm self-centered, self-induldged, self-absorbed, hateful, short-tepered, implusive, in a complete state of denial, confused and lonely, yet I don't try to think.
a creature of the night
a princess of darkness
I long for light
colors
but all is midnight
and my only companions are the moon and the darkness
thought it comforts me when no one can
I wish to be out of darkness for once
to be clear, understood, unquestioned, and loved.
but who am I to ask for this?
who am I to want this?
is that what makes me human?
why?
all I want to know is why?
After changing back I saw the remains of that man. It was enough to make me sick. I just fell to my knees looking up at the sky. A girl walks up beside me and kneels down. "Don't look so down." I go to look at her and no one is there. I look back up at the sky waiting to hear that voice again. There wasn't any sound anywhere around. Out of the silence i could hear a faint breath from the night behind me. I songesha to the right when i hear the shot.
It grazes the side of my head and i fall to the ground. I hear footsteps running towards me as my eyes slowly close.
It grazes the side of my head and i fall to the ground. I hear footsteps running towards me as my eyes slowly close.