Serena
I couldn't tell my mom. I tried, and I just couldn't. What's worse, she didn't try to make me.
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Later, I had cried out every tear I had, but it wasn't enough.
Just as I'd parked my car outside the complex where I now lived, a spark of hope flared inside me.
No one ever would know.
I sprinted up the stairs, I just couldn't handle the idleness of taking the elevator. I needed to run.
I burst through the door and immediately headed for the hall closet.
I pulled out a large suitcase and stuffed as many of my clothes as I could in it.
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Finally, I was packed. But I still wasn't done. There was one last thing I needed to do.
I ran into the kitchen, grabbed a pencil and pulled a pad of lilac paper out from under the phone.
I knew who would come looking for me first.
Shaun, I wrote.
I'm leaving. Please, please, don't tell anyone why. Pretend wewe don't know. Act like I never existed.
Don't come looking for me. I want wewe to finish college, and songesha on. wewe deserve happiness, which I can't ever give you, no matter how much I wish I could. And don't blame yourself. It's my fault. It's entirely my fault.
I still upendo you, and I always will.
Serena.
A small tear fell onto the page. I turned my head, and ripped the page from the pad.
I pinned it to the door of my bedroom.
I glanced back over my shoulder one last time, as I closed the door of my apartment, and closed the door on everyone I'd ever known and loved.
I couldn't tell my mom. I tried, and I just couldn't. What's worse, she didn't try to make me.
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Later, I had cried out every tear I had, but it wasn't enough.
Just as I'd parked my car outside the complex where I now lived, a spark of hope flared inside me.
No one ever would know.
I sprinted up the stairs, I just couldn't handle the idleness of taking the elevator. I needed to run.
I burst through the door and immediately headed for the hall closet.
I pulled out a large suitcase and stuffed as many of my clothes as I could in it.
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Finally, I was packed. But I still wasn't done. There was one last thing I needed to do.
I ran into the kitchen, grabbed a pencil and pulled a pad of lilac paper out from under the phone.
I knew who would come looking for me first.
Shaun, I wrote.
I'm leaving. Please, please, don't tell anyone why. Pretend wewe don't know. Act like I never existed.
Don't come looking for me. I want wewe to finish college, and songesha on. wewe deserve happiness, which I can't ever give you, no matter how much I wish I could. And don't blame yourself. It's my fault. It's entirely my fault.
I still upendo you, and I always will.
Serena.
A small tear fell onto the page. I turned my head, and ripped the page from the pad.
I pinned it to the door of my bedroom.
I glanced back over my shoulder one last time, as I closed the door of my apartment, and closed the door on everyone I'd ever known and loved.
This is Molly Stray
This is writen in the point of view of Kara
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Kara stood in apartment and stared out of thr window, just a few moments zamani someone stopped her from jumping off her flat roof.
"Kara..."the voice said, it was the same voice of the man who saved her.
Kara looked at the time, it was 11.48. She yawned and went into her bedroom.After getting changed she slipped into her bed.That voice ringed through her ears."Kara....".She closed her eyes and almost fell asleep when she herd someone call her name "Kara...."
There was a knock on the front door, Kara grabbed her dressing kanzu, gown and put on her slippers. She walked over to the door and opened it. There was a piece of paper on the floor with wriing on it. I was a note, on the note was written in 7 days all will be alright
Kara awoke from her bed, had it all been a dream? Kara noticed that she had the note in her hand.She read the note over and over again. What did it mean?
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Kara stood in apartment and stared out of thr window, just a few moments zamani someone stopped her from jumping off her flat roof.
"Kara..."the voice said, it was the same voice of the man who saved her.
Kara looked at the time, it was 11.48. She yawned and went into her bedroom.After getting changed she slipped into her bed.That voice ringed through her ears."Kara....".She closed her eyes and almost fell asleep when she herd someone call her name "Kara...."
There was a knock on the front door, Kara grabbed her dressing kanzu, gown and put on her slippers. She walked over to the door and opened it. There was a piece of paper on the floor with wriing on it. I was a note, on the note was written in 7 days all will be alright
Kara awoke from her bed, had it all been a dream? Kara noticed that she had the note in her hand.She read the note over and over again. What did it mean?
Words:
Words flooded my mind,
And some I could taste on the tip of my tongue.
A few flowed out of my mouth,
But that was just some.
There are so many words
As they creep up my throat
On the tip on my tongue, splintering words.
But something surrounds my mouth, like a moat,
And I can't spit them out.
And the words, finally spill out of my mouth,
But they have no tone,
No whispers no shout.
Don't let it get to you:
Don't let it get to you,
The pain that creeps up your spine.
Don't let it get to you,
The pain that's inside.
A simple song,
Says zaidi than you'd think
One things wrong,
wewe have no clue what it brings.
The decision is yours,
That's what wewe need to embrace,
The decision is yours,
Not someone else's to make.
A decision,
affects zaidi than you'd think,
If your choice is wrong,
theres no telling what it will bring.
Don't let it get to you,
wewe don't have to choose me.
Dont let it get to you,
Let your decision be free.
Words flooded my mind,
And some I could taste on the tip of my tongue.
A few flowed out of my mouth,
But that was just some.
There are so many words
As they creep up my throat
On the tip on my tongue, splintering words.
But something surrounds my mouth, like a moat,
And I can't spit them out.
And the words, finally spill out of my mouth,
But they have no tone,
No whispers no shout.
Don't let it get to you:
Don't let it get to you,
The pain that creeps up your spine.
Don't let it get to you,
The pain that's inside.
A simple song,
Says zaidi than you'd think
One things wrong,
wewe have no clue what it brings.
The decision is yours,
That's what wewe need to embrace,
The decision is yours,
Not someone else's to make.
A decision,
affects zaidi than you'd think,
If your choice is wrong,
theres no telling what it will bring.
Don't let it get to you,
wewe don't have to choose me.
Dont let it get to you,
Let your decision be free.
I am bored with love
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two kwa fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make upendo to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the roses are dying
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two kwa fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make upendo to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the roses are dying
blood fills the faces of my fantasies
no mercy,you're trying to put me down
i can see clearly as you're taking a swing at me
come and i'll push wewe to the ground
what are wewe doing? what do wewe think this is doing to me?
you're taking all my faith
what are wewe leaving me now?!
i will make wewe suffer just like wewe made me suffer
i will watch wewe screaming and begging for forgiveness
all my hate can not be bound
i will not be bound kwa your darkest demons
so try to take my life and put me to the ground
i will follow wewe and torture wewe and i'll watch wewe screaming
look at the bloody faces smiling at you,taking wewe down and making wewe drown
i wanna kill wewe the same way wewe killed me
leaving me thoughtless
wewe can try to tell me that i'm worthless
but wewe can not break me down
gonna take wewe down because nothing in this world is going to save me
no mercy,you're trying to put me down
i can see clearly as you're taking a swing at me
come and i'll push wewe to the ground
what are wewe doing? what do wewe think this is doing to me?
you're taking all my faith
what are wewe leaving me now?!
i will make wewe suffer just like wewe made me suffer
i will watch wewe screaming and begging for forgiveness
all my hate can not be bound
i will not be bound kwa your darkest demons
so try to take my life and put me to the ground
i will follow wewe and torture wewe and i'll watch wewe screaming
look at the bloody faces smiling at you,taking wewe down and making wewe drown
i wanna kill wewe the same way wewe killed me
leaving me thoughtless
wewe can try to tell me that i'm worthless
but wewe can not break me down
gonna take wewe down because nothing in this world is going to save me
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
