When Violet finally woke up from her sleep, she was very surprised to find herself laying in a bed that felt like a cloud more than anything, and with Flower staring at her with a kind smile on her face. ''Morning sleepyhead! How did you sleep?'' she asked kindly while Widow was carrying a tray with sunnyside eggs, a piece of toast and a glass of orange juice on it. ''Good, but where are we?'' Violet asked, feeling very confused. ''We're on Earth silly!'' Flower said while giggling. ''Well you better eat that quickly, because we're going to school for the first time! I'm so excited!'' Flower said with glee. ''Wait, where are the others?'' Violet asked while she sat up. ''They're in the living room eating their breakfast. I've placed your hologram device on top of your dresser. See you downstairs!'' Flower said as she went down a long staircase. Violet got out of her bed and got a look at her surroundings. Inside the room were many fancy decorations made out of pure silver, with d door with a very shiny doorknob made out of pure diamond. On top of the dresser she saw a small metal circle with a small button on it. After she got a look of her new room, she then saw widow sitting beside her, then widow put down the tray and hugged Violet's arm. Was Violet's life going to be a good one, a horrible one, or in between? She wasn't sure. but after what she went through, she was hoping that her life would be good. Violet then walked over to the dresser and picked up the device and then noticed: it was an earring with a spiderweb dangling on it. there was another earring just like the one she was holding, but the bead was black and without a button. She then put on the earrings on her antennae, and then she looked at herself in the mirror. She felt confused. Was all that trauma just a big mistake? Could she finally live and be like a normal irken? She really hoped so, until she saw the thing that started it all. The symbol on her forehead. On her forehead was the symbol of a spider, which still had that mark of the djinn still embedded within the spider, but it was barely noticeable. Finally she thought it was time to go downstairs, so she ate the food that was on the tray, and walked down the stairs, hoping that the trauma had finally come to an end.
zim heads over 2 invader fang's base and he told invader fang that he needs 2 invade earth so fand told zim yes i will invader earth and so they did but dib keeps on desturbing them and so zim and fang called the martians and the other irkens over and the whole fleet conquered earth til one day zim saw dib capturing the tallest they where saying help we have been captured by an earth specimen named dib and so zim and fang teamed up with invader bracy invader tootoo and invader swellow and they all rescue them from dib invader carrot and invader wong and invader kelly and invader ashpod joined in and they all save the almighty tallest and went back 2 girsmurf22 and titanicdragon and pastachick they also was happy 2 c invader zim return and we all had a party on zim's victory of conquering earth and so the legends continues in or on planet irk and they have a celebration on it and the tallest premoted them all 2 almighty tallest also
I love the humble silence of this street,
embellished with quiet trees,
where no soul has ever gone by,
except that of the wind...
Clouds pause to look at the street
with their heavenly eyes,
and they can tell, by looking at the leaves
whether Fall or Winter have settled their realm.
I love the humble silence of this street
embellished with quiet trees
along which I walked on so many Sundays
with my small grove of rememberences...
When I die, my friend, the best of me
will survive in this street:
the concealed rose of my regrets
and the roaming music of my dreams...
*NOTE: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE, THIS POEM BELONGS TO: Francisco Lopez Merino*
embellished with quiet trees,
where no soul has ever gone by,
except that of the wind...
Clouds pause to look at the street
with their heavenly eyes,
and they can tell, by looking at the leaves
whether Fall or Winter have settled their realm.
I love the humble silence of this street
embellished with quiet trees
along which I walked on so many Sundays
with my small grove of rememberences...
When I die, my friend, the best of me
will survive in this street:
the concealed rose of my regrets
and the roaming music of my dreams...
*NOTE: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE, THIS POEM BELONGS TO: Francisco Lopez Merino*