when wewe have been outside all day
in below 0° weather conditions
and wewe enter a heated room —
oh, the blinding saturated rush of light
when wewe open the doors
the flood of tingling and warmth
that soaks through your skin
and into your core
the thawing of your nose
where not even the tip remains cold
and the ringing in your ears
that makes everyone else talking to you
sound muffled and soft —
this is the way it feels
to be with you
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
in below 0° weather conditions
and wewe enter a heated room —
oh, the blinding saturated rush of light
when wewe open the doors
the flood of tingling and warmth
that soaks through your skin
and into your core
the thawing of your nose
where not even the tip remains cold
and the ringing in your ears
that makes everyone else talking to you
sound muffled and soft —
this is the way it feels
to be with you
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
First off, to those of wewe that know me, I haven't ilitumwa at all in awhile, I'm aware my "Nightfall" series hasn't been updated for those of wewe that liked it, but since school started back, I have had hardly any time to write anything. I WILL get back to posting on "Nightfall" if anything else for the sake of completion. But I also discovered the marvolous "Fallout" series a few months back, and decided to try to make a novel out of it. For those of wewe not familiar with the series, "Fallout" is a series of games set in a post-apocyloptic future, and finds a custom made protagonist made customly kwa the player dealing with life in the now wastelandic USA. My story is loosely based off "Fallout 3" but with major differences along the way, so the story is original in that aspect. If wewe guys will read the story, I will make it as adaptable as I can for those who are not familiar with it. Please leave comments, so I know whether au not I should post it. Thank you. -AdamK
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.
The inayofuata day, Meggan woke up at home.Another mbwa mwitu like demons sat at the foot of her bed.She rubbed her eyes, it was still there."Wh- who are YOU?"Meggan asked scaredly."I'm Outsider."The demon said, then it wandered around.Every step it made shook the ground a bit.He walked through the wall, and didn't come back.
The car crash changed my life. It changed so much, that i'm not even living anymore. I walk the earth as a kinderd-spirit. Dead, forever. I follow my family sometimes. At one stage they actually thought they had a panya, kipanya infestation. For the one hundredth time i'm sorry I broke your vase,Jannet. My daughter, she loves collecting china and other lovely trinkets and stuff like that. For a sixteen mwaka old she does have a lot. But Mike on the other hand, he loves cars,wants to become a famous race car driver. I worry for him, making his dreams so young, I did too. And look where it got me! Dead in my husband's car right in front of my kids! Of course, that was many years ago. On the road to becoming a famous song writer.