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"Daniel POV"
We wrote so much letters to each other, even if we were just a few blocs away... I still remmember our first letter; I had so much to say, so much that I wanted her to know, how could I put all of my love into one letter? So I said the only thing I could say:
"I only know that I belong where you are!"
Her response was something that I will never forget:
"You're my fragement of light in the end of the tunnel, you're my reason to fight when everything is getting dark..."
How can I say goodbye to her? She was, is and always will be everything to me! But no matter what I will reach her...
I sat there for hours until my mother came searching for me.
"Your father's home, you know he doesn't like to wait for dinner... Shall we go?" My mother knew how much I was hurting right now so she didn't mentioned Catherine. I was gratefull to her for that, but I knew that my father would not be the same way... I didn't wanted to go home but I knew better than to enrage my father so I offered my arm to my mother and we started our walk home.
"Louis? We're home" My mother called.
My father was already seated and waiting for ous:
"Cecilia, love, it's everything all right? You've been gone for a while..."
"Everything's fine, love! We just found the Benedicts on the way back and we started to talk" I was so gratefull to my mother for not bringing up Catherine. I knew that my father would eventualy bring it up, and I didn't wanted to suffer more than absolutly necessary...
We sat down and started to eat. As always the food was incredible, my mother could had been a chef in a famous restaurant. We sat in silence, only eating; I could see that my father shoot silent looks at my mother trying to find out what had happened but I wasn't paying attention.
My mind was wandering through my memories, looking for the happy moments that we had spent together, her green eyes looked at me from every memory...
She was so happy in them, so beautiful... I still couldn't believe that she was gonne...
Suddenly I heard my father call me:
"Daniel, could you come to my office?" I knew what he wanted and even though it would hurt me, I couldn't refuse to go.
I walked to the my father's office, with my head down.
"Please close the door. We need to talk..." I closed the door ready to face the pain of her departure...
"Catherine's POV"
I do not love you because you're mine or because I feel it's necessary..... I loved you once, I love you now and I will always love you because you ARE my past, my present and my future... You're my fragment of light in the end of the tunnel, you're my reason to fight when everything is getting dark... Without you, I do not live I just wander this Earth like a ghost in search of heaven...
I ran all the way home, I couldn't stop. I felt that if I stopped all the pain would come rushing into me, throwing me into the ground. I still saw it in my mind his mouth open with the suprise of me running away, is face fixed in an expression of horror (maybe for losing me), but his eyes were the worst part... They were darker, like if all happiness was gone and the only thing that I could see was pain... I wanted to go to him, to confort him, tell him that I was there but I was no longer there. I was being forced to leave him, to leave my love, my everything, behind...
I got home and my parents were just sitting down for dinner.
"Where were you? We were just about to send somebody to search for you! Do you have ANY idea how worried we were?" My father said.
"Relax Carter... She was saying her goodbyes, let her have at least that..." My mother came to my defence, I hated them both right now for making me leave but my mother still helped me to deal with my father and for that I was really thankfull to her.
"I will not relax, Julia... She's been with him all day, wasn't that enough?" I just wanted to go to my room and cry let everything, that I was holding in for all this days,out; but I couldn't...
So I sat, had dinner and went up to my room to finish packing...
My mom went up an hour after I excused myself of the table:
"Did you finish packing, dear?"
"Yes mom... I packed my entire life like it was nothing... Only a dream... Oh but such a beautiful dream..."
I had already packed everything. I was laying on the bed thinking about Daniel, about his smile... He had a beautiful smile, it seemed to light everything around him...
He was my light, my guide, I didn't knew what I would do without him...
Hope you like it:D
"Daniel POV"
We wrote so much letters to each other, even if we were just a few blocs away... I still remmember our first letter; I had so much to say, so much that I wanted her to know, how could I put all of my love into one letter? So I said the only thing I could say:
"I only know that I belong where you are!"
Her response was something that I will never forget:
"You're my fragement of light in the end of the tunnel, you're my reason to fight when everything is getting dark..."
How can I say goodbye to her? She was, is and always will be everything to me! But no matter what I will reach her...
I sat there for hours until my mother came searching for me.
"Your father's home, you know he doesn't like to wait for dinner... Shall we go?" My mother knew how much I was hurting right now so she didn't mentioned Catherine. I was gratefull to her for that, but I knew that my father would not be the same way... I didn't wanted to go home but I knew better than to enrage my father so I offered my arm to my mother and we started our walk home.
"Louis? We're home" My mother called.
My father was already seated and waiting for ous:
"Cecilia, love, it's everything all right? You've been gone for a while..."
"Everything's fine, love! We just found the Benedicts on the way back and we started to talk" I was so gratefull to my mother for not bringing up Catherine. I knew that my father would eventualy bring it up, and I didn't wanted to suffer more than absolutly necessary...
We sat down and started to eat. As always the food was incredible, my mother could had been a chef in a famous restaurant. We sat in silence, only eating; I could see that my father shoot silent looks at my mother trying to find out what had happened but I wasn't paying attention.
My mind was wandering through my memories, looking for the happy moments that we had spent together, her green eyes looked at me from every memory...
She was so happy in them, so beautiful... I still couldn't believe that she was gonne...
Suddenly I heard my father call me:
"Daniel, could you come to my office?" I knew what he wanted and even though it would hurt me, I couldn't refuse to go.
I walked to the my father's office, with my head down.
"Please close the door. We need to talk..." I closed the door ready to face the pain of her departure...
"Catherine's POV"
I do not love you because you're mine or because I feel it's necessary..... I loved you once, I love you now and I will always love you because you ARE my past, my present and my future... You're my fragment of light in the end of the tunnel, you're my reason to fight when everything is getting dark... Without you, I do not live I just wander this Earth like a ghost in search of heaven...
I ran all the way home, I couldn't stop. I felt that if I stopped all the pain would come rushing into me, throwing me into the ground. I still saw it in my mind his mouth open with the suprise of me running away, is face fixed in an expression of horror (maybe for losing me), but his eyes were the worst part... They were darker, like if all happiness was gone and the only thing that I could see was pain... I wanted to go to him, to confort him, tell him that I was there but I was no longer there. I was being forced to leave him, to leave my love, my everything, behind...
I got home and my parents were just sitting down for dinner.
"Where were you? We were just about to send somebody to search for you! Do you have ANY idea how worried we were?" My father said.
"Relax Carter... She was saying her goodbyes, let her have at least that..." My mother came to my defence, I hated them both right now for making me leave but my mother still helped me to deal with my father and for that I was really thankfull to her.
"I will not relax, Julia... She's been with him all day, wasn't that enough?" I just wanted to go to my room and cry let everything, that I was holding in for all this days,out; but I couldn't...
So I sat, had dinner and went up to my room to finish packing...
My mom went up an hour after I excused myself of the table:
"Did you finish packing, dear?"
"Yes mom... I packed my entire life like it was nothing... Only a dream... Oh but such a beautiful dream..."
I had already packed everything. I was laying on the bed thinking about Daniel, about his smile... He had a beautiful smile, it seemed to light everything around him...
He was my light, my guide, I didn't knew what I would do without him...
Hope you like it:D
This is for all the kids who are bullied by words. My teachers always say be bleacher people. Lift others up. I hope this poem gives that message to others.
You yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I move on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
or lift
me up.
Why must
you hurt
me?
You yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I move on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
or lift
me up.
Why must
you hurt
me?
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my friends were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my friends to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My friends have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a tree and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. Next thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.
Sorry for cliffhangers....
Sorry for cliffhangers....