My Dream
My dream is to make the world a better place.
For you and me and the people to come.
I want peace in this world,
And love,
And harmony.
The world we live in now is curl and cool,
and filled with war.
It’s like we’re all on a wheel of all the angry,
thoughts and feeling’s.
A never ending and every winning
race of hate.
My dream is make the world brighter
and free.
A place that doesn’t know pain or hurt.
Only love and freedom.
In my mind I have a magical place,
were no one makes fun of you,
And you will be loved.
In my magical place there’s no such thing as hurtful words.
And this is how going to make my dream come true.
First I want everyone to know that,
I’m here for them.
And I’ll never leave them alone,
And that we can change the world together.
I would help the poor,
and the one’s who’s lives seem dark and scary.
And I would make there live’s light again.
I would plant tree’s and flower’s so that the world’s color’s would shine under the golden sun.
The last thing I would do is end all wars.
And stop love one’s from being murdered on the battle field.
Because war is the only reason why the circle of hate still is alive.
And that circle must end somewhere...
So why don’t now when light and peace seem so far away because it can only get’s better from here.
So here’s a couple questions for you.
What are you going to do to help?
And will you help me?
Find
Peace
Love and
Harmony.
And a place
with no more,
war.
INFO
It’s the year 2017 and the World is at War with World War III. What started this all is the first bomb that hit Cuba on June 12, 2012. They World went at War not knowing who started it. After all the bombing’s three Kingdom’s raised to try and keep the world at peace, The first one to rise was The S.S. The S.S was once Germany and Europe the ruler’s name is King Leo. Next came The Japan Organization which is run by Mo Ming Lee and she rules over Japan, China and Africa. Then Came The United which was once the U.S and South America the ruler is called King Hunterage. The Americans didn’t want to have a ruler so how the Americans are fighting them selves while the rest of the world fight’s for more land and The S.S is slowly taking over the world. Two different people end up in this war with big reasons and reason;s why there their. They will both fight for peace and love but in different ways come join the adventure and follow there dreams...
Dear Dream Diary,
It’s the year 2017 and the world is at War with World War III. All of are hopes and dreams are covered with ash and the light is slowly disappearing. All I want in this world is love and hope and harmony...I want a place with no War. I want it for my sister and my mother and father they at less deserve that. I want this ever on going wheel of hate and pain to stop. I want this game to end. I want to live a life worth writing about and telling. I want to see the blue sky again. I want light to fall a pond my skin. I want a world with no more War.
So God can you hear me are you reading or listening? Because my hope is fading and I can’t hold on for much longer...
CHAPTER ONE- When The Light Ended
The day when flames filled the sky and ash covered the earth was the day the world ended.
The smell of burnt rubber brushed against my nose making me pinch it in disgust. I couldn’t help but thinking, “Why? Why did you let are world come to this?” But of corse no one wanted to take the blame for what started this whole War. No one wanted to say I did it I fired the first atomic bomb on Cuba, But no. No one did. I stare up at the sky wondering what lyes above the smoke and ash, I wonder what the blue sky looks like sense I haven’t seen it sense five years ago.
I was born in 2001 when all seemed fine and there was really no pain or War, those were the light day’s. The day’s of peace and love when no one would lie or hate. But now we live in he dark day’s of the United States or what is now called The United. Which is anything but what we are now, we are no longer together and fight together and love one another. No, we’re always on high alert we can’t even trust are family or friends because in this game we now live in, You never now who to trust or who is the enemy....or if there your friends everyone now is your enemy and it’s your job to protect the one’s you love. Which I have already failed at.
My mother was murdered two years ago and my father was put into the War and died in a battle so all that was left was me and my sister. Her name is Emily she has golden blonde hair just like my mother and big blue eyes, in her mind nothing is evil or bad and the world will get better. I thank her for her kind words but most of the time I think what she’s saying is so far away. I mean look where we are now, every street every corner every home is a battle field. Blood stains every one’s clothes and hands and walks. I can’t even go one day with out seeing someone die. Why do we have to go through this pain why do we have to suffer? I’m telling one thing I’m going to do something about it!
Her blood stained feet run across the tar leaving foot prints marking her trail. She runs past piles of burn buildings that have crumple. She pass’s mountains of fired burn body’s that lye there out in the open to baked some more. The coal’s from the last fire are still smoking. Her job today is to run around and look and see if people have made it or need help, sense she is the fastest runner in the group. She runs and calls out to see if anyone is there she does this at less five times and then she hears it. A soft voice calling for help under some rubble.
She followed the voice to find a building over on it’s side and still lightly burning. She takes out her flash light from her survivor bag and peeks under the crushed building. Out of the corner of her eye she see’s a old women wedged under the building.
“Hold on I’ll get some help!” She yells so the women can hear. Right before she;s about to run back the women stops her.
“No just come here.” Her voice is old and cracky as she coughs. She makes her way through the small space and flashes the flashlight on the women's face. It’s wet with blood and her eyes look lifeless. Her skin wrinkled and worn. The women takes out a small lined leather book and puts it in her hands and makes out a few more words. “I want you to make my dreams come true...” She starred at her, her face in shock. “Now go the building will come down any minute!” She began to run out when she looked back the women was smiling and nodding her hand. Then there was a crack as the building began to fall. She darted out barely making it as she tripped over a rock and looked back, the women was long gone.
She looked at the book and began to wonder about what she meant. The she flipped over the first page and read out loud...
Dear Dream Diary,
All I want is Peace...
I know it’s wrong, but I made a promise to follow them, I made a promise to join to O.P.C in other words the Objective Peace Core. We stop protest and brake out’s in the Slums. I know it’s wrong to fight and kill my own people but who are you so posted to trust know? You don’t know who’s the enemy or your friends...Everyone now is the enemy and I will do what every it takes to help my country The United!
My name is Alife Vi Hangsingic T.U Soldier and I’m fighting for a better place or at less that’s what I think I’m fighting for? I really don’t know what to fight for any more there’s really nothing left to fight for. Because of my family and friends are long gone...that’s price I pay for joining the Army. I promised to join in return my love one’s are save, they could me that they would be saver if I didn’t make any contract with them with I don’t like but whatever it takes to keep them save.
My job in life now is to kill or capture any one or thing that is against The United and the new laws the King has made. The King of The United and is King Hunterage the 97 ruler of The United. The United is one of the new Kingdom’s that popped up after the Bombings slowly stopped. I want a better place for my family even though I will never see them again. I want to change this place we now live in I want a place filled with peace.
My dream is to make the world a better place.
For you and me and the people to come.
I want peace in this world,
And love,
And harmony.
The world we live in now is curl and cool,
and filled with war.
It’s like we’re all on a wheel of all the angry,
thoughts and feeling’s.
A never ending and every winning
race of hate.
My dream is make the world brighter
and free.
A place that doesn’t know pain or hurt.
Only love and freedom.
In my mind I have a magical place,
were no one makes fun of you,
And you will be loved.
In my magical place there’s no such thing as hurtful words.
And this is how going to make my dream come true.
First I want everyone to know that,
I’m here for them.
And I’ll never leave them alone,
And that we can change the world together.
I would help the poor,
and the one’s who’s lives seem dark and scary.
And I would make there live’s light again.
I would plant tree’s and flower’s so that the world’s color’s would shine under the golden sun.
The last thing I would do is end all wars.
And stop love one’s from being murdered on the battle field.
Because war is the only reason why the circle of hate still is alive.
And that circle must end somewhere...
So why don’t now when light and peace seem so far away because it can only get’s better from here.
So here’s a couple questions for you.
What are you going to do to help?
And will you help me?
Find
Peace
Love and
Harmony.
And a place
with no more,
war.
INFO
It’s the year 2017 and the World is at War with World War III. What started this all is the first bomb that hit Cuba on June 12, 2012. They World went at War not knowing who started it. After all the bombing’s three Kingdom’s raised to try and keep the world at peace, The first one to rise was The S.S. The S.S was once Germany and Europe the ruler’s name is King Leo. Next came The Japan Organization which is run by Mo Ming Lee and she rules over Japan, China and Africa. Then Came The United which was once the U.S and South America the ruler is called King Hunterage. The Americans didn’t want to have a ruler so how the Americans are fighting them selves while the rest of the world fight’s for more land and The S.S is slowly taking over the world. Two different people end up in this war with big reasons and reason;s why there their. They will both fight for peace and love but in different ways come join the adventure and follow there dreams...
Dear Dream Diary,
It’s the year 2017 and the world is at War with World War III. All of are hopes and dreams are covered with ash and the light is slowly disappearing. All I want in this world is love and hope and harmony...I want a place with no War. I want it for my sister and my mother and father they at less deserve that. I want this ever on going wheel of hate and pain to stop. I want this game to end. I want to live a life worth writing about and telling. I want to see the blue sky again. I want light to fall a pond my skin. I want a world with no more War.
So God can you hear me are you reading or listening? Because my hope is fading and I can’t hold on for much longer...
CHAPTER ONE- When The Light Ended
The day when flames filled the sky and ash covered the earth was the day the world ended.
The smell of burnt rubber brushed against my nose making me pinch it in disgust. I couldn’t help but thinking, “Why? Why did you let are world come to this?” But of corse no one wanted to take the blame for what started this whole War. No one wanted to say I did it I fired the first atomic bomb on Cuba, But no. No one did. I stare up at the sky wondering what lyes above the smoke and ash, I wonder what the blue sky looks like sense I haven’t seen it sense five years ago.
I was born in 2001 when all seemed fine and there was really no pain or War, those were the light day’s. The day’s of peace and love when no one would lie or hate. But now we live in he dark day’s of the United States or what is now called The United. Which is anything but what we are now, we are no longer together and fight together and love one another. No, we’re always on high alert we can’t even trust are family or friends because in this game we now live in, You never now who to trust or who is the enemy....or if there your friends everyone now is your enemy and it’s your job to protect the one’s you love. Which I have already failed at.
My mother was murdered two years ago and my father was put into the War and died in a battle so all that was left was me and my sister. Her name is Emily she has golden blonde hair just like my mother and big blue eyes, in her mind nothing is evil or bad and the world will get better. I thank her for her kind words but most of the time I think what she’s saying is so far away. I mean look where we are now, every street every corner every home is a battle field. Blood stains every one’s clothes and hands and walks. I can’t even go one day with out seeing someone die. Why do we have to go through this pain why do we have to suffer? I’m telling one thing I’m going to do something about it!
Her blood stained feet run across the tar leaving foot prints marking her trail. She runs past piles of burn buildings that have crumple. She pass’s mountains of fired burn body’s that lye there out in the open to baked some more. The coal’s from the last fire are still smoking. Her job today is to run around and look and see if people have made it or need help, sense she is the fastest runner in the group. She runs and calls out to see if anyone is there she does this at less five times and then she hears it. A soft voice calling for help under some rubble.
She followed the voice to find a building over on it’s side and still lightly burning. She takes out her flash light from her survivor bag and peeks under the crushed building. Out of the corner of her eye she see’s a old women wedged under the building.
“Hold on I’ll get some help!” She yells so the women can hear. Right before she;s about to run back the women stops her.
“No just come here.” Her voice is old and cracky as she coughs. She makes her way through the small space and flashes the flashlight on the women's face. It’s wet with blood and her eyes look lifeless. Her skin wrinkled and worn. The women takes out a small lined leather book and puts it in her hands and makes out a few more words. “I want you to make my dreams come true...” She starred at her, her face in shock. “Now go the building will come down any minute!” She began to run out when she looked back the women was smiling and nodding her hand. Then there was a crack as the building began to fall. She darted out barely making it as she tripped over a rock and looked back, the women was long gone.
She looked at the book and began to wonder about what she meant. The she flipped over the first page and read out loud...
Dear Dream Diary,
All I want is Peace...
I know it’s wrong, but I made a promise to follow them, I made a promise to join to O.P.C in other words the Objective Peace Core. We stop protest and brake out’s in the Slums. I know it’s wrong to fight and kill my own people but who are you so posted to trust know? You don’t know who’s the enemy or your friends...Everyone now is the enemy and I will do what every it takes to help my country The United!
My name is Alife Vi Hangsingic T.U Soldier and I’m fighting for a better place or at less that’s what I think I’m fighting for? I really don’t know what to fight for any more there’s really nothing left to fight for. Because of my family and friends are long gone...that’s price I pay for joining the Army. I promised to join in return my love one’s are save, they could me that they would be saver if I didn’t make any contract with them with I don’t like but whatever it takes to keep them save.
My job in life now is to kill or capture any one or thing that is against The United and the new laws the King has made. The King of The United and is King Hunterage the 97 ruler of The United. The United is one of the new Kingdom’s that popped up after the Bombings slowly stopped. I want a better place for my family even though I will never see them again. I want to change this place we now live in I want a place filled with peace.
Yeah Uhuh
Yeah Uhuh
Yeah Uhuh
(Verse 1)
I am in love
with the guy who is sweet
till we meet it isn't possible
(Chorus)
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still Single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
everyday
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Now & Then
Everyday, going separate
paths and ways
thinkin' we need to meet
in the middle before we go Undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We never stopped goin'
separate paths and ways
passing broken hearts and scars
I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Now,
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I can't stand it any longer
goin' all crazy
when I get really lazy
Undercover
(Verse 1)
We need to meet before we go Undercover
Yeah Uhuh
Yeah Uhuh
(Verse 1)
I am in love
with the guy who is sweet
till we meet it isn't possible
(Chorus)
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still Single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
everyday
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Now & Then
Everyday, going separate
paths and ways
thinkin' we need to meet
in the middle before we go Undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We never stopped goin'
separate paths and ways
passing broken hearts and scars
I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Now,
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I can't stand it any longer
goin' all crazy
when I get really lazy
Undercover
(Verse 1)
We need to meet before we go Undercover
Slowly,
Hand in hand,
We stroll towards the beautiful beach,
Never taking our eyes off the red sky.
We are together now,
And we face anything that will take us on,
With determination and unity,
Slowly.
The wave washes us into the ocean,
Taking us in,
Slowly, killing us bit by bit,
But we never let go of each other.
When we are together,
We will never die.
There is no chance of that,
It is impossible.
The power of being together
Surges into both of our souls,
And the angry waves crash against
Our faces,
But we still never let go.
We are undivided.
Nothing, ever, can keep us apart,
Or even separate us.
Because, you see,
We are bound.
We are bound
By the ropes of love,
Forever.
Nothing,
No one,
Can cut those ropes.
Not now,
And not ever.
Hand in hand,
We stroll towards the beautiful beach,
Never taking our eyes off the red sky.
We are together now,
And we face anything that will take us on,
With determination and unity,
Slowly.
The wave washes us into the ocean,
Taking us in,
Slowly, killing us bit by bit,
But we never let go of each other.
When we are together,
We will never die.
There is no chance of that,
It is impossible.
The power of being together
Surges into both of our souls,
And the angry waves crash against
Our faces,
But we still never let go.
We are undivided.
Nothing, ever, can keep us apart,
Or even separate us.
Because, you see,
We are bound.
We are bound
By the ropes of love,
Forever.
Nothing,
No one,
Can cut those ropes.
Not now,
And not ever.
I look down at the snow below
Thinking of its familiar glow
I remember the trees that tore at my wet clothes
And the horrid wind that stung my nose
I tripped and had fell to weak to move
Thinking I had nothing to lose
My eyes began to close and I started to drift away
My mind refusing to disobey
It took me by the hand and I felt warm
Almost glad to be taken by the storm
Now I watch from up above wondering what I did wrong
And why I was one chosen to sing the angels song
Thinking of its familiar glow
I remember the trees that tore at my wet clothes
And the horrid wind that stung my nose
I tripped and had fell to weak to move
Thinking I had nothing to lose
My eyes began to close and I started to drift away
My mind refusing to disobey
It took me by the hand and I felt warm
Almost glad to be taken by the storm
Now I watch from up above wondering what I did wrong
And why I was one chosen to sing the angels song
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell you I love you more than myself
But to understand, from me you shall receive neither money nor wealth
What you search for is not emotion or passion, it’s much more precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So you take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of you the Raven and I the Crow
(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
I will remember you always.
Will you remember me?
That is a question for you to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
You will always be in my heart.
For I know that you will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
Will you remember me?
That is a question for you to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
You will always be in my heart.
For I know that you will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
It all started 100 years ago...
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, or Ocean Clan, Riku, or Land Clan, and the Sora, or Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the Heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, or Ocean Clan, Riku, or Land Clan, and the Sora, or Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the Heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal or energetic maybe the one apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to show the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man next to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal or energetic maybe the one apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to show the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man next to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
