Zean sat on his bed with his Zeal. He looked at “her” with love but pain in his eyes. He was about to play something but stopped when his door was knocked. It was Ben. “ Ben, what are you doing here? Its mid…” he wasn’t completed when Ben said “its just 4:45 p.m. it isn’t midnight. Zean, I don’t know about you. But I know our Zean. Please don’t try to bury your past in your heart coz it will occupy the room, which happiness and joy should own. It isn’t midnight and neither your life…. Don’t make it midnight. Well gotta go. I promised Ilm to teach him to play drums, he would be waiting. Bye” “Ben…” Ben was about to open the door when Zean called him. Ben turned back with smile and looked at him. “ didn’t you forget something?” he asked “ nopes … I didn’t” said Ben. Then only Ilm came with delight “we are going to watch out latest blockbuster…..me, Mira, and everyone. We’ll see you later” “ohk bye bring me some chocolates” said Ben. Again he stood up but this time Zean also stood up. He said “ Ben I wanna talk…. If you have time..” Ben said “ oh yeah of course I do have…” “ but your schedule..?” asked Zean… “ I can give up my schedule for you my friend” said Ben. Those two boys sat together reducing the volume of T.V. Zean started with “ Ben….. I ….”
(WELLA GUYS STORY IS ABOUT TO END.. NEXT CHAPTER WOULD BE LAST ONE…..SOOOOOOOOOOP WAITA FOR IT
YOURS: RICHA )
(WELLA GUYS STORY IS ABOUT TO END.. NEXT CHAPTER WOULD BE LAST ONE…..SOOOOOOOOOOP WAITA FOR IT
YOURS: RICHA )
She fell to the floor and wept, and the jar shook
The day ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her heart sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her heart was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no more pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
The day ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her heart sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her heart was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no more pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
Ok, so I just want to write a little summary to my story that I want to write called A Place of Our Own I'm basically writing this to see if people will like it, and if they do, I'll write more. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 year old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 year old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 year on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave home and find help herself.
So yeah, if you liked this, please comment and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 year old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 year old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 year on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave home and find help herself.
So yeah, if you liked this, please comment and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
Isabella
~ Chapter 1: Dreams
Love. Unconditional and pure love was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from day to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But love was still there, although destroyed by many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and heart full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be milk and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
Love was still there, that pure love that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of love was still burning...
Love. Unconditional and pure love was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from day to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But love was still there, although destroyed by many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and heart full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be milk and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
Love was still there, that pure love that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of love was still burning...
