Sacred Hearts In Kingdom
chapter one: "Home"
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Dear Sister Layla
If only the days could shoot me. i would go down by the next week or so? I never know what it means when people say,"the grace has arrived! The prize is known!"
I just think that its just some shit pwople love about? Only,again I remember my mother telling us thsat "Grace" was one thing that we needed.
Well,as you know; we have a baby brother. Eraz is what mom called him. Dad says that Eraz will have more mind then me but actually,the little stinker loves goodness!
I don't know about you but I need to get away and be the one to stay safe! Dad nearly slit my throat off because I didn't go outside when told. I can't always listen to command after command!
I know I need to stop bothering you but you're the only one that understands! Eraz is only five now. I'm tweleve so far. I just don't know what to do! Please try to write back for once! I know your getting these messages!
Love,
Jason
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Jason folded the letter even more desperatly and placed it in the mail box. He walked over to the small creaky house they called "Home" and walked inside. There stood Jason's dad,ready to talk to him.
"Jason,where are you going now?" His father's eyes glared like sharp throwned knifes.
"I'm going into my room father,why may you ask?" jason replied.
Jason's father grabbed his shirt collar and plunged him to the wall,back first.
"Why the hell are you so childish? Why do you not help me search for Grace!" His father yelled at him,holding him against the wall.
"I don't know what your talking about!" Jason screamed with his lungs heaving for air.
Jason's father threw jason to a pile of boxes full of clothes," then why don't I show you!"
His dad stomped out of veiw and Jason felt one tear creep out his eye. He whiped it away fast! His father stepped back into the room with a golden carved box. He pulled his son to his feet,showing how less angry he was and sat his son down by him in the living room chair.
"My son,I think its time for you to hear a story," his father said pulling back Jason's brown hair from his eyes," when I was seventeen and I meet your mother,I also meet king. King was named king for only he knew his name. He's never told anyone. King ended up marrying your mother's best friend,Isacia. When she was crowned Queen of Underworld,she was also pregnant and you know what that means. She would be having a child,but,what they didn't know is that it would be twins. Twin girls. Grace and Anastasia,was their childrens name. Grace was the oldest and most powerfulliest,but Anastasia was the weakiest and youngiest. When the two were three,something terrible happened. their mother was murdered,infront of Grace. " He stopped,showing how hard it was to speak," a few years ago Grace disappeared. Everyone searched. Everyone but you and the young ones. You guys didn't have a clue. Grace is the key to your freedom Jason. All I can say is don't fall in love with her my son,I'm sorry." His father said noticing the bruises he placed on his son.
Jason thought for a long time that night,he looked in the mirror and saw his golden eyes,pale face,brown hair that was mostly like black,his holy poor clothes and the bruises on him. Why would the wonderfull Grace want to help me?
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chapter one: "Home"
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Dear Sister Layla
If only the days could shoot me. i would go down by the next week or so? I never know what it means when people say,"the grace has arrived! The prize is known!"
I just think that its just some shit pwople love about? Only,again I remember my mother telling us thsat "Grace" was one thing that we needed.
Well,as you know; we have a baby brother. Eraz is what mom called him. Dad says that Eraz will have more mind then me but actually,the little stinker loves goodness!
I don't know about you but I need to get away and be the one to stay safe! Dad nearly slit my throat off because I didn't go outside when told. I can't always listen to command after command!
I know I need to stop bothering you but you're the only one that understands! Eraz is only five now. I'm tweleve so far. I just don't know what to do! Please try to write back for once! I know your getting these messages!
Love,
Jason
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Jason folded the letter even more desperatly and placed it in the mail box. He walked over to the small creaky house they called "Home" and walked inside. There stood Jason's dad,ready to talk to him.
"Jason,where are you going now?" His father's eyes glared like sharp throwned knifes.
"I'm going into my room father,why may you ask?" jason replied.
Jason's father grabbed his shirt collar and plunged him to the wall,back first.
"Why the hell are you so childish? Why do you not help me search for Grace!" His father yelled at him,holding him against the wall.
"I don't know what your talking about!" Jason screamed with his lungs heaving for air.
Jason's father threw jason to a pile of boxes full of clothes," then why don't I show you!"
His dad stomped out of veiw and Jason felt one tear creep out his eye. He whiped it away fast! His father stepped back into the room with a golden carved box. He pulled his son to his feet,showing how less angry he was and sat his son down by him in the living room chair.
"My son,I think its time for you to hear a story," his father said pulling back Jason's brown hair from his eyes," when I was seventeen and I meet your mother,I also meet king. King was named king for only he knew his name. He's never told anyone. King ended up marrying your mother's best friend,Isacia. When she was crowned Queen of Underworld,she was also pregnant and you know what that means. She would be having a child,but,what they didn't know is that it would be twins. Twin girls. Grace and Anastasia,was their childrens name. Grace was the oldest and most powerfulliest,but Anastasia was the weakiest and youngiest. When the two were three,something terrible happened. their mother was murdered,infront of Grace. " He stopped,showing how hard it was to speak," a few years ago Grace disappeared. Everyone searched. Everyone but you and the young ones. You guys didn't have a clue. Grace is the key to your freedom Jason. All I can say is don't fall in love with her my son,I'm sorry." His father said noticing the bruises he placed on his son.
Jason thought for a long time that night,he looked in the mirror and saw his golden eyes,pale face,brown hair that was mostly like black,his holy poor clothes and the bruises on him. Why would the wonderfull Grace want to help me?
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The life I am living
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my heart also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
by my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my heart also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
by my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell
With almond eyes
Such startled eyes
It said it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It posted me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell
With almond eyes
Such startled eyes
It said it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It posted me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er