I am witchBeing a Wiccan, i am scorned by people who dont undersdtand how great i feel about this, how alive i feel when i call the corners, how desperate i feel when i can't find sisters to join me, how angree i fell when people who dont know shit judge me for what i do or what i believe. I dont take lies easily, and i dont lie fakers, but i will understand if you hide something that peole scorn you for much like this. i am a witch, and i will say it here, but in this world, were if you dont got o church and you dont believe as much as everyone else, you re shund, so i will hide what i am, till it dosent matter anymore. so hale to the gardians of the watch towers of the east, to the powers of fire and redeption, I INVOKE THEE!
My storyishwe were young, and it was a long time ago. But i remeber it like it was yesterday, and my heart, i will admite still stings a little. But this is my happily n'ever after.4th grade, pretty young to fall in love i know, but he was different, and special to me, and new to every one else, i knew i wwanted to with him form the start, but i kept all my feelings hidden, and my heart in it place, we were bestfriends, unable to be apart from each other, he was tall, longer blond hair that dangled to his shoulders, i had never seen someone so happy, someone so ready to start everyday, he was my insperation, and my muse, to be a better me, and be someone he would want to be wit as well, so as we were togeather i studied, and looked at what he saw in girls, which was the same thing every gy looks for in there preteen years, i watched him grow from a kid on the play groud, with the cutest dimples, and the chubbiest cheeks, to a man, with firm shoulders,a nd a look that could scare a army maurine,
jakePleaseI love you, and i don't know why as i sit here and scream at the sky, i hear your name in the wind and i sigh I love you Ryan with all my heart and soul, But with a love like me, you must pay your towl, im not a descent kind of soul, im corrupt and broken, im smashed and often let to parish, so i am scared, and not easily, or willingly going to tell you everything. But i will give you my heart, since i no longer want it, and if you're going to hurt me like all the others. you'll be burden with the pieces. I love you, and my heart needs you, don't leave it in the cold. Please?
I hate thisI hate kids my age, we're mean for no reason we hate for no reason we're just ungrateful things, i mean look at our parents yes they have there differences but they don't make fun of some one for being a little chubby or liking who they like, and they don't make up stupid rumors because they have nothing better to do, I'm sick of how we as kids treat each other and how we expect others to like us for it, granted its true popularity spreads from being the jerk but at the end of the day you have to no true friends, because everyone is afraid of being hurt by you, so just stop the BULL, and just be the HUMANS we all are, no matter what size or shape, religion or race, we should love and respect reach other.After all isn't that whats man always wanted, to be understood, and not tossed aside like nothing??But in a society like this, where everything is based on looks, no one is really safe, men are expected to be strong, fit and muscular, women are expected to be lean fit, but skinny and sm
VOD for rotc... help?As we look upon our flag which has changed as we our country has, we know we are our own country and proud and independent are we. Through sufferinghas been caused by war and famen. We still stand great and confident. Although we did not easily get to this places, we worked, and many died, people who oncewere children fought in battles they knew they would die in, they knew theyd leave a family some how, but something more was happening.Our country, became great..The American Revolution, a war for our countrys freedom agenst an over seeing mother counrty known as Britan. Althought we did not think we would win,and sometimes the odds were agesnt us.Many men and women had died in this war,but for the good of our people, for the good of the country, some may lookupon this event as harsh, but needed. If not, we would be still survents to the higher people.Without this war, we would only be some sort of servent to a harsh andharmful England and ridden with pain
Chapter 4 Harsh truth'You have to leave? So soon?''Komanen asked as tears almost fall from his eyes.''I'm sorry i have to.''Yeomi frowns.''But....why so soon, you just got here." Komanen frowns.''I don't stay in places long, people get sick of me quickly. 'She explains turning away.''P-p-please?'' Komanen asks. 'Could i maybe....come with you?'' Amazement ripples throw his eyes as he realizes what he just said.''D-Do you...really wish to stay with me?'' Yeomi asks doubt running over her mind.''yes, yes i really do.'' Komanen half smiles.''Im sorry Komanen, I don't think I'd be able to be with you that long.'' Yeomi explains.''W-why? Don't you like me around.'' Komanens face turns into sadness as he is aware of what she'll probably say. Yeomi knows what she has to do to protect herself....and the boy she has feelings for.''N-n-no, I don't want you around! Leave me alone, go away Komanen.'' She yells knowing the only way to save him, is to hurt him. Komanens eyes light up with....not hurt....but ded
Chapter Three Harsh truthShe stood up heavily from the place in which she lie. The ground was cool and damp. She has gotten used to the chilly ground, she looks at the sun or what of it is rising now...She closes her eyes for the briefest second as she prepares to enter the next village. She takes a long breather and walk into the wide opened gates. She looks around an old men walks by.''Hello young lady. 'he smiles.''Hello kind sir, can you tell me what this village is called? 'she asks.''This is Nonamie Konako.'' the old man smiles.''Thank you sir. 'she walks off. The old man watches with curiouseyes as she seems to dance more then walk away..is that just the way she walks or is it her grace standing out to him. Yeomi walks silently down the path..when she is nearly ran over by a boy with shaggy brown hair.''Excuse me....''he looks at Yeomi a light seems to gleam in his eyes. 'Do I know you? 'he asks''No.''Yeomi says walking on.''Wait would you like a tour of this village?''He asks ''My na
Chapter 2 Harshtruth''Momma are you alright?''Yeomi asked.''Yeomi me and Your father arent going to live alot longer.''her mother murmurs.''And Yeomi...mommy loves you...even if she never...'' her voice fadded out she breathes heavily once...but then never breathes again.''Momma! Momma!!!''Yeomi shouts.She turns to look at her father.''Father?''she whispers.''Father!?''She screams.She curls up hugging her legs close to herself.Her mother and father had died as the doctor said at the same time...And that where her fight started.
Harshtruth chapter 1The night was cold as it usually is in the village,the stars shined down calmly on the night that was hiding the world in a blanket of darkness.''Where are you going brother?'' Yeomi asks her brother as he prepairs to leave.''I have to find Keshiman.'' Is all he says as he walks out the door.A large bag on his back and tears runing down his face.''No Ashamoni, we have our best men on it! You have no chance of finding her!'' She yelled after him.''Good bye Yeomi.'' That was truly the last thing she heard of her brother.