Can't see you
Can't hear me
You watch and don't help
I say goodbye
You say you love me
Chapter 10 member never aging
Chapter 10 member never aging
I open my eyes to see that I was in a torcher room. 'Great another torcher room!' I thought. Then I looked down at my Hands I had handcuffs on 'dam it ok I have to clam down, meditate and try and remember what happen' I thought.
I cross my leg and took a deep breath in and close my eyes then every thing was burly then I saw a woman who looked familiar "I don't know what you're talking about" the woman snap at a man dress in black. He walked up to her and stab her "no" I yelled then every thing whet burly and all I heard was "I love you Tessa."
My eyes snap open I had to take a deep breath to clam down then I sense someone powerful at the door 'Dooku' I thought. I was right. Dooku walk in with one sith and one MagnaGuard "Dooku" I muted under my breath. "Hello Tessa did you think you could escape well I will teach you" said Dooku and he order one of his sith underling to get the knife so he started to grad a knife and he stabs it through my han
chapter 9 perish for life and death
Chapter 9: Perish for life and death
While Tessa was sleeping I snuck off. I closed the door quietly and rubbed the sweat off my head. I walked off into the corridor, and met Obi Wan. "I sense something bad" he said. "Is it to do with Tessa?" I asked, "No, it's coming from you." He told me. "Whatever happens next tell Tessa that I will always be with her" I told him, I walked in the other direction. "Robbie wait" he came after me, "Obi Wan, I have to do this you can't stop me" I told him. Maybe if I would have let him talk to me I would have been safe I though, but I had to be arrogant.
I went after the separatist ship and flew in my ship alone with no droid. I found it closer than I thought it would be. I boarded and snuck onto the loading bay. I over heard talking from some separatist enforcements coming through the door, I hid behind some boxes for cover. They didn't sound like droids. I looked over, I was right they were some sith acolytes. I pressed my arm down a litt
The Shadow Kids CH.5One survived, one failed
One survived, one failed
I ran to a spot that I knew was safe, I knew because I had been helping the army as long as I could remember. All I could hear was gunfire, tanks and shouting of people giving orders or soldiers and people in pain. Then someone put their hand on my shoulder, on instinct I flipped the person over my shoulder, "what was that for?" then I realised that it was my friend jack "sorry I do that on instinct when there is fighting going on," I mumbled.
"its ok" he said getting up off the floor.
"Really?" I replied.
"Yes its ok. I was sent to get you out of here..."
"Wait," I interrupted, "they did all of this to get me?"
"I can't think, why they would put people in danger just to catch me!" I yelled.
" Tessa Tessa Tessa Tessa clam down!" jack yelled making me shut up then he continued
"It is for your safety and plus I " I heard a stretch of a bow. Some arrows come towards jack "look out" I yelled pushing jack out of the way th
The shadows children CH:1
"I want to sleep on the floor near the TV" I said fast and smiling "you just want to be near the games so you get a control Tessa" "nnnooo you know" I said with I high voice " Libby and ben and jack and jack twwwooo and Clare help me" "no" yell the girls "ha tack that" I laugh then we all stared to laughing the room full of children's laugher then I heard someone walk in "Tessa can you not yell in the house we are in the next room" she said looking at me with a disapprove look "I sorry grandmother can you tells us a story then we go to sleep" I said ben got out of the couch "we are sorry too jade" said ben and josh "it ok ben and josh I tell you a story but first Tessa bring the dogs in" I walk out of the room and went outside and whistle the dog came running up to me then all I hear ban like someone climbing the fence, I know I do time but not as loud then the dogs ran off towards the noise "ow" I heard I
star wars The Jedi missionChapter: 7 The past part 2
When she woke there were three men in front of tessa but that weren't facing her
"She's armed with a lightsaber" said one of the men in a etiquette and clam tone.
"I am still doing it no matter what you both say"
"You two should stop arguing you have been for and hour now so both of you should stop," said one of them who looked a lot older.
"Qui-gon, she is just a child, what should we do" said the stranger.
"I think we should test her force ability's and train her in the Jedi ways" Said the apparent Qui-gon.
"Ah, I am awake you know, what are you talking about?" said Tessa.
"Good morning young one, we where just deciding on your destiny," said Qui-gon.
"What's a destiny?" said Tessa.
"Don't confuse her we need to teach Robbie the force first. He is most likely going to be her Master you know," said one of the strangers.
"Obi Wan, I need some help with these boxes I can only lift them an inch off the ground," said the other stranger.
"Ok Tessa we need to go I
the jedi mission part 5
Chapter 5: taken again
'So what I do with Tessa she dose not have a lightsaber with her we can't give her a gun' said obi wan as we walk into
the main bit of the base.
'where is Anakin and Tessa' said obi one looking around for them.
'not sure' I said 'I think I know where they might be' he said.
'were' I said
'follow me I'll show you' as I ran out of the base and took a speeder
'come I have a bad fell that something going to happen to them' I hopped on a speeder and continued to follow.
Next I could see Anakin and Tessa coming out of the hole that I knew when they could see us Anakin quickly hid
something behind his back.
'What are you doing and what are hiding behind your back' said Obi Wan sound suspicion
'It's nothing don't worry master' said Anakin being smart
'Ok then if it nothing then show us then' said Obi Wan
'Show you what?'
'Anakin stop it'
'Fine we will get back to the base now then' as they walked off, I got off the speeder.
Boy Jeans and GirlsI wear boy jeans.
It's true. Only I bought them by accident.
But I wear them on purpose.
I wear boy jeans and I think about girls
They're dark, dark blue and straight
(Not the girls, the jeans)
Except for where they gather at my ankles
Because I'm too short
Or maybe boys are too tall.
I'm not straight like my jeans.
Except where they gather at my ankles,
Only, I don't really gather things.
Not at my ankles or anywhere else.
I actually lose things most of the time.
So maybe I should keep my keys
And my promises and my spare change
In the upturned cuffs of my jeans.
Because, like I said, boys are too tall.
Or maybe I just don't measure up.
I wear boy jeans and I think about girls.
I said I'm not straight like my jeans
But I still like boys sometimes
And I kiss them sometimes, too.
And I think I've loved a few of them.
So I guess I'm not happy, either.
Gay, I mean. Not happy. Gay.
I wear boy jeans and I think about a girl
I wasn't telling the truth before, when I said I t
The Legendary Thunder WolfThe Legendary Thunder Wolf:
In the darkest of times his tale is told.
The Thunder Wolf of legends old...
He came from the mountains on a stormy night
To save the Lycans from a dire plight...
Our race was young and growing still
Born into the world by Luna's will.
She gave us hearts of the purest light
And told us that the world was bright.
But Luna was a child, small and naive;
She saw the good in which she believed.
Sadly for us, we lived the truth;
As we were hunted for fang and tooth.
Knowing nothing of weapons or war
We were slaved and broken to our very core.
It was then that he came, hammer in hand
And he swore to us to sweep the land!
And sweep he did, in a rain of blood
As Lycans reaped in a deadly flood.
Human kingdoms rose and fell
But their world became a living hell.
Where once they hunted, now they bled
With pleading cries for clothes and bread
Women and children, it mattered not
All were slaughtered and left to rot.
But Luna wept for her children's fate
I triedI tried to count my scars,
But I couldn't tell
Where one began
And another ended.
So I tried to count the cuts,
But I couldn't, because
Blood smeared across my skin,
Connecting them like a thin,
Red veil of pain.
And so I cried.
I cried a single tear, because
When I need to cry,
Finally, I sat down,
And put pen to paper,
Or fingers to keys.
And tried to write my emotions.
But I couldn't, because
I don't know how to tell the world
What I feel like,
When I have no right.
I looked from the blood stained tissues,
Across my torn body,
Into my own eyes, reflected perfectly by the mirror before me.
Another tear was pulled from my eyes by gravity.
By this invisible force that makes me
Oh, so, miserable.
This Thing We Call DepressionThere's a story I'd like to tell,
A story of a girl who was diagnosed.
Diagnosed with a terrifying thing,
Something that would threaten her life for years to come.
Something that she could never escape,
No matter how she ran,
No matter how she struggled.
This diagnosis was a horrific thing to the girl,
Although, not surprising at all.
The symptoms had swallowed her for days,
Months of this thing inside of her.
This thing that we call
There are people who tell her,
"You're only sad."
However, that isn't the case.
See, she was never diagnosed with sadness.
Everyone knows sadness.
She was never diagnosed with emotion.
Everyone knows emotion.
She was never diagnosed with temporary heartbreak,
Everyone knows all those things.
She was diagnosed with something much, much worse.
Since then, she's suffered with such a terrible thing...
But for days..
Months of this <
Nightmare: The Only Cure
Nightmare: The Only Cure
My insides burn-
Like swallowing acid
Reality slows down-
Smiling is therapeutic
Health is a virtue / Strength is torture
Alive again tomorrow / Enduring the horror
To keep on breathing
Mirrors are left sickened
Grinning back at myself
You must be enjoying this hell
Perfect possession / Muffled suffocation
Heart is racing / Sight is darkening
In these hallucinations
My skin is melting
Oh how I wish I was dreaming
Of when I finally start recovering
It's only hopeful thinking
A cure for me is a delusion
Quarantined tears / Reality's nightmare
I am beyond repair / All were well aware
A bright light shone-
Like a welcoming presence
My suffering is done-
Take away my sickness
I was brokenI was broken.
My heart was broken in pieces, so long ago that I couldn't even remember when it broke.
It wasn't like having a broken heart from love sickness, when your heart shatters all at once.
No, mine just gradually eroded and crumbled down over the years.
Sure, I tried fixing it. One little piece at the time. But every time I managed to fix a part, it just got broken down again.
And eventually I stopped trying to fix it. It felt like a waste of time anyway.
I carried the broken pieces of heart with me. Sealed in a box, deep inside my inner core.
The box was packed packed well.
And I made sure to not shake it too hard, because otherwise the splinters would hit me and it would hurt.
The pieces were only there only to serve one purpose; to fuel my inspiration for art.
It was the one thing that I did enjoy doing.
By the time I was 18 years old, I'd already seen so much in life, that I became numb to it.
And I was convinced that I would end up either
Crona's PoemFifteen years ago,
I was put on earth.
I started life looking at the light in everything,
But that didn't last very long.
Because the truth is
There is no light.
How can there be light if
Every time I say something,
I’m always cut down.
So I just stay quiet.
Because I can’t deal with the pain of not being accepted.
Every time my mother’s eyes meet mine
All I see is the disappointment and failure she sees
So I just stare at the floor.
Because I just can’t deal with the pain I've caused my mother to suffer with.
Most people only have their conscience to deal with after they have made a decision,
But I have a real person, who knows my every move,
My every thought,
To criticize me.
To have a new reason to harm me.
So I just stopped making decisions.
Because I just can’t deal with the pain of my mistakes.
Because I know I’ll make the wrong choice, no matter what I pick.
After fifteen years of this,
I earn friends that I don’t deserve.
Wings Of Darkness
Wings Of Darkness
Bind me within your embrace
Bestow me with your grace
I seek your help to obtain the unseen
I need you to blind me from the light
Never let me see my weakness again
Blanket my fears so I won't cry
Cease the false hope from shining in vain
Ward away the lies that hide behind my eyes
Morph this disaster into a calm night
Burn the dying sun out
Darken the nightmarish sky
Let the ominous clouds melt
Lock away this cursed gift of sight
I no longer desire it
Shut out the world from you and I
I yearn for the abyss
Rip away my self-hatred
Bring back my innocence
Obliterate the life I created
And color this reality obsidian
Let the void consume
Paint my essence black
Devour what was once called truth
My faith is in your hands
I profess it all unto you
I am under your command
Cover up my exiled heart
Wrap my soul i
How To Understand Introverted PeopleIt may seem at times I have
Little to offer when it comes
To the art of conversing,
Opting to remain in the shadows
Rather than to put myself
Directly in the centre like most.
Often any type of social situation
Is like a conflict zone in my eyes;
The amount of loud noises bubbling
From the throats of others, it's like
The consistent beat of a war drum.
As for any arguments, I feel as if
I'm caught in the firing line, the
Persistent sense of unease underling
The coat of my stomach triggers me
To turn tail and run for cover.
On the facade I'm a mere lone wolf,
Aloof, wanting nothing more than the
Entire room to lapse into silence.
I place no blame upon you for thinking
Wrong of the way I act - I must be
Awkward, I must not like making the
First move therefore I'm hard work.
Under the surface, I'm just like you,
Afraid of others judging me for the
Smallest and most stupidest things.
All I hope is to be welcomed, to be
Accepted by one, if not a few who
Takes the time to coax me out of my s