During the reception, Gabby had felt like the whole room was closing in on her and it was trapping her and it was going to kill her soul. The whole room's oil lamps felt like they where flickering and it felt like there was a dark tunnel and it was a pinpont ending. Going along the line getting thinner and darker as it a went down. She felt sickly and raw like a wound was opening up inside of her. She could not go though this....
The rest of the night was Strained and incapable of happiness. Her father was silent and a little cold as a response to her silence during the reception. It was impossible to even smile. Once Donte's hand had grow sweaty, she became figgity and on a number of times started to think of Miguel, witch had made her stop paying attention and miss her vows. It had been a horrible experience for everyone there.
She walked up her stairs and sat on her bed, then her necklace vibrated against her neck and grew very warm. She picked it up an saw peering in at her, Miguel. His eyes widened And took a deep breath and looked closer in at her and way to loudly, she said, "HELLO?"
It was the strangest thing she'd ever seen and he replied,"Who are you? And what are you doing inside my watch?!"he almost whispered, in a raspy voice.
"I'm, Gabrielle Conrad, and what are you doing inside my necklace?" she asked politely.
" I don't know. And please tell me why are you wearing that dress?"he asked.
"What do you mean?"she wondered. "I have to wear this. I'm a lady."
"Huh?"
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He stared at the dainty young woman. She wore a large, beautiful peachy orange dress and had a small round , warm face with big silvery blue eyes behind thick dark brown eyelashes, and golden brown hair in a thick bun with trendals of curly hair hanging down at the sides. She also had a tiny perfect nose and her ears were earringless. They looked naked. She looked so fragile and weak. Her voice was warm and fluffy, and reminded him of a angel. She seemed like the kind of girl who would giggle a lot, and it would be the kind of giggle you would want to keep in a jar. You know, for when you where sad.
"I'm inside your what?"he weakly asked.
"My necklace."she said.
"How am I inside your necklace? And why are you inside my watch?"he became very serious.
"How should I know? "Her face appered cluless and slitely alarmed.
He wondered where she would get a dress like that. Her waist appered much to small to support her very large chest and she looked like she'd be very uncomfortable if it where not for her smiling face and pink cheecks.
"What's on top of your bed? He asked."And why is your room so dark?" he was very confused.
"What do you mean, I have plenty of light? And it's called a canopy. Why, Miguel you've never seen one?" she seemed pretty set on believing everything about her seemed normal.
"No, of corse not. Ad how do you know my name?"
"I've had visions or you."she replied
"What did you just say?!" he was freaked out.
"And, I'm sorry for pointing this out, but why are you shirtless?"He turned very red.
The rest of the night was Strained and incapable of happiness. Her father was silent and a little cold as a response to her silence during the reception. It was impossible to even smile. Once Donte's hand had grow sweaty, she became figgity and on a number of times started to think of Miguel, witch had made her stop paying attention and miss her vows. It had been a horrible experience for everyone there.
She walked up her stairs and sat on her bed, then her necklace vibrated against her neck and grew very warm. She picked it up an saw peering in at her, Miguel. His eyes widened And took a deep breath and looked closer in at her and way to loudly, she said, "HELLO?"
It was the strangest thing she'd ever seen and he replied,"Who are you? And what are you doing inside my watch?!"he almost whispered, in a raspy voice.
"I'm, Gabrielle Conrad, and what are you doing inside my necklace?" she asked politely.
" I don't know. And please tell me why are you wearing that dress?"he asked.
"What do you mean?"she wondered. "I have to wear this. I'm a lady."
"Huh?"
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He stared at the dainty young woman. She wore a large, beautiful peachy orange dress and had a small round , warm face with big silvery blue eyes behind thick dark brown eyelashes, and golden brown hair in a thick bun with trendals of curly hair hanging down at the sides. She also had a tiny perfect nose and her ears were earringless. They looked naked. She looked so fragile and weak. Her voice was warm and fluffy, and reminded him of a angel. She seemed like the kind of girl who would giggle a lot, and it would be the kind of giggle you would want to keep in a jar. You know, for when you where sad.
"I'm inside your what?"he weakly asked.
"My necklace."she said.
"How am I inside your necklace? And why are you inside my watch?"he became very serious.
"How should I know? "Her face appered cluless and slitely alarmed.
He wondered where she would get a dress like that. Her waist appered much to small to support her very large chest and she looked like she'd be very uncomfortable if it where not for her smiling face and pink cheecks.
"What's on top of your bed? He asked."And why is your room so dark?" he was very confused.
"What do you mean, I have plenty of light? And it's called a canopy. Why, Miguel you've never seen one?" she seemed pretty set on believing everything about her seemed normal.
"No, of corse not. Ad how do you know my name?"
"I've had visions or you."she replied
"What did you just say?!" he was freaked out.
"And, I'm sorry for pointing this out, but why are you shirtless?"He turned very red.
which seems like the
most logical
answer.
I’m not exactly
dead, dead
I’m just kind of
gone.
Wiped off the
face of the planet.
You have to be or
t h e y
will find you.
I know,
t h e y
sounds very vague.
The real term for them is
Musuh (Moo-soo),
which means “The Enemy” in Indonesian.
They are like my kind’s
Supreme Court
but their punishments
can be a tad more um...
severe,
let’s say.
Now onto my kind:
vampires.
Yes, the blood-sucking,
immortal,
***s p a r k l e – i n – t h e – s u n l i g h t***,
soul eaters.
Sigh.
Mortals have always had a
v a s t
(and slightly crazy)
imagination.
Real
vampires are hardly
any of these things,
well except
blood-sucking
and immortal.
most logical
answer.
I’m not exactly
dead, dead
I’m just kind of
gone.
Wiped off the
face of the planet.
You have to be or
t h e y
will find you.
I know,
t h e y
sounds very vague.
The real term for them is
Musuh (Moo-soo),
which means “The Enemy” in Indonesian.
They are like my kind’s
Supreme Court
but their punishments
can be a tad more um...
severe,
let’s say.
Now onto my kind:
vampires.
Yes, the blood-sucking,
immortal,
***s p a r k l e – i n – t h e – s u n l i g h t***,
soul eaters.
Sigh.
Mortals have always had a
v a s t
(and slightly crazy)
imagination.
Real
vampires are hardly
any of these things,
well except
blood-sucking
and immortal.
Why me?
I look to the stars
for answers.
All they do is sit there,
*T w i n k l i n g*
They make me want to
grab
and
tear
them out of the sky.
Not that it
would help.
Nothing can help me now.
It’s hard for me to understand that
I’ve
been
sentenced
to
death.
All my mistakes,
I knew they’d come back to
actually kill me.
It’s not fair.
I know:
l i f e ’ s n o t f a i r.
I’ve had more
than enough times
figuring
that
out.
I look to the stars
for answers.
All they do is sit there,
*T w i n k l i n g*
They make me want to
grab
and
tear
them out of the sky.
Not that it
would help.
Nothing can help me now.
It’s hard for me to understand that
I’ve
been
sentenced
to
death.
All my mistakes,
I knew they’d come back to
actually kill me.
It’s not fair.
I know:
l i f e ’ s n o t f a i r.
I’ve had more
than enough times
figuring
that
out.
moonlight:lets go to black castle draka.that is where we will find the jewl.draka:we are here.lets go inside.so they went inside then a fairy came up and said, leaflight:do not toutch that.draka lets beat her up.so they did and they took the jewl and then black crowns with red jewls on their heads.draka:yes we are rulers!!!moonlight:at last and we also get our own castle!!!now we are beataful to moonlight:we have the power to take over the world!!!!!!!draka:so we will
THE END
THE END