'Don't kill me!' Was the first thought that came to her when she woke up, arms crossed over her face to shield herself from, what she knew, nothing. She woke up with a thought that was completely related to nothing in her memory. In fact...
When her mind was alert enough to let her think, she took in her surroundings. It was a sky-blue bedroom, complete with puffy white clouds painted on the walls and cloud-shaped pillows on the bed. She was pressed against the pader opposite the bed, sweat of fear pouring through her skin. 'Huh, I was sleeping against the wall...' She realized with a bit of humor. She saw mga litrato of small children of many races, some sa pamamagitan ng themselves in portraits and some huddled together in group pictures, almost like they were brothers and sisters. There were many ulap pillows on the floor as well as on the bed, even some that, aligned side sa pamamagitan ng side, made a trail to the door. 'What...?' she wondered. With trepidation, she walked to the door, opened it just a crack, and peered out into the long, humid, empty, nature-themed hallway, somewhat admiring the beautiful shine of the mahogany floors and the shades of green leaves painted on the walls. She stepped out and walked through the hallway, willing her footsteps to fall silently. She opened the susunod door, across from the bedroom she awoke in and a few feet away, and peered into another bedroom, this one wooden-brown and red, with an erupting bulkan painted above the clashing canopy bed. She stepped back and closed the door, continuing on.
So far, she had passed ten doors that led into empty rooms, all the same with mga litrato of multi-racial children and decorations depicting any type of nature scene. Reaching the eleventh and final door, she opened it and braced herself for whatever she needed to protect herself from. It was an empty bathroom, the only room so far that wasn't depicting some sort of nature scene. Seeing nothing to fear, she stepped inside, looking around the large ivory- and burgundy-colored lavatory until she walked up to the mirror.
She studied the reflection: glimmering ebony skin marred with traces of blood, puffy hair smashed and scrunched, a swell around her left eye that thankfully didn't squeeze shut yet, and a tall, somewhat chubby body frame with long arms marked with finger bruises, as if she was recently fighting for survival, to escape as her assailant bruised her and kept pulling her back.
She looked back at the face. None of this, not even the face that looked back at her from the mirror, was familiar to her...
When her mind was alert enough to let her think, she took in her surroundings. It was a sky-blue bedroom, complete with puffy white clouds painted on the walls and cloud-shaped pillows on the bed. She was pressed against the pader opposite the bed, sweat of fear pouring through her skin. 'Huh, I was sleeping against the wall...' She realized with a bit of humor. She saw mga litrato of small children of many races, some sa pamamagitan ng themselves in portraits and some huddled together in group pictures, almost like they were brothers and sisters. There were many ulap pillows on the floor as well as on the bed, even some that, aligned side sa pamamagitan ng side, made a trail to the door. 'What...?' she wondered. With trepidation, she walked to the door, opened it just a crack, and peered out into the long, humid, empty, nature-themed hallway, somewhat admiring the beautiful shine of the mahogany floors and the shades of green leaves painted on the walls. She stepped out and walked through the hallway, willing her footsteps to fall silently. She opened the susunod door, across from the bedroom she awoke in and a few feet away, and peered into another bedroom, this one wooden-brown and red, with an erupting bulkan painted above the clashing canopy bed. She stepped back and closed the door, continuing on.
So far, she had passed ten doors that led into empty rooms, all the same with mga litrato of multi-racial children and decorations depicting any type of nature scene. Reaching the eleventh and final door, she opened it and braced herself for whatever she needed to protect herself from. It was an empty bathroom, the only room so far that wasn't depicting some sort of nature scene. Seeing nothing to fear, she stepped inside, looking around the large ivory- and burgundy-colored lavatory until she walked up to the mirror.
She studied the reflection: glimmering ebony skin marred with traces of blood, puffy hair smashed and scrunched, a swell around her left eye that thankfully didn't squeeze shut yet, and a tall, somewhat chubby body frame with long arms marked with finger bruises, as if she was recently fighting for survival, to escape as her assailant bruised her and kept pulling her back.
She looked back at the face. None of this, not even the face that looked back at her from the mirror, was familiar to her...
Here you are
On a road
Gone so far
Nowhere to go
You've hurt so bad
Wishing it to end
Don't hold back
Just trust me
Close your eyes
And choose your path
One is good
And one is bad
Just hold on tight
You've got to choose
It's whats right
You cannot lose
Take a step
It will not hurt
Your at a crossroad
You can't desert
Trust me child
For you will see
How it is ment to be
Hold your breath
And take that step
It won't be hard to do
And soon you'll be filled with love
Comfort and hope too
Something I came up with.Please comment!!!
On a road
Gone so far
Nowhere to go
You've hurt so bad
Wishing it to end
Don't hold back
Just trust me
Close your eyes
And choose your path
One is good
And one is bad
Just hold on tight
You've got to choose
It's whats right
You cannot lose
Take a step
It will not hurt
Your at a crossroad
You can't desert
Trust me child
For you will see
How it is ment to be
Hold your breath
And take that step
It won't be hard to do
And soon you'll be filled with love
Comfort and hope too
Something I came up with.Please comment!!!
Class ended. As I walked out of the classroom, I still felt sick. I went to my locker and put my stuff away. As I turned around, two tall 11th graders stood in front of me. One of them sinabi "Let's play a game! Its called 'Bully The New Girl'!" My puso trembled with fear. My hands glowed a little black. I quietly sinabi "Go away. You do not want me to hurt you." I guess one heard me, he sinabi "Ohh! Im so scared! Heh, now, no madami stalling!" Just he was about to manuntok me, Bruno grabbed his hand. And sinabi fiercely " Do not hurt her. Or I will hurt you!" Bruno squeezed his hand. The boy screamed loudly. Everyone looked at him. And the two boys ran away with fear. I sinabi " Bruno! How did you do that?" The voice screamed in my head, "He's the one, he's the helper" and he replied "Uhhhhh. I know karate?" I laughed nicely. He smiled warmly. Then sinabi "Ugh, I think I'm gonna puke!" He took me to the girl's bathroom and ran upstairs to get back to class.
The words made my breath fall short in my throat, a small whimpering sound went up through my chest. I slowly rose my watch, exactly the time I was to be doomed. The part of the pader carrying the dread words burst open and rats started to crawl in, immediatly gnawing at my flesh, I tried to back away, but the part i had opened up suddenly closes and i was trapped in darkness, I was trapped, I was trapped with no hope off escape and a thousand beady eyes crawling all over my body, wrigglin down my chest and making their way towards my heart. I spun and rolled around as much as I could in the small space, but the rats were persistent, and my blood trickeld all around me, forming in a pool under me. After a while a finally gave up. For all I had done i was payed with my own dead, locked in a narrow passage with rats all around me, the last living things i would ever interact with. I began to sob softly and my final breath flew from my body, I was a limp, lifeless corpse.....
hi to anyone who is pagbaba this now. my name is lauren and i am currently only 14. i pag-ibig to write and read, but im finding it hard to come up with ideas. i was hoping that some people could give me ideas on what kind of stories they like and a basic plot and i could expand on the idea. if i did write one i would post it on here, sa pamamagitan ng chapter and you would get half of the credit, lol. of course if you would want me to help write you write it instead of me or you would want to help me write it, around your idea, i would be fine with that. i really would appreciate any ideas i have a few but im not sure if you guys would read it, i need opinions from anyone. thanks.
A place I once trusted
A place I once believed in
A place I once loved
A place I once missed
Is coved under a pagbabalatkayo
Of misery and pain
The blue in the sky is now a shade
I feel like all this time was a game
A game of sham
A game of backstabbing
A game of war
A game of fate
I feel trapped in a box
Crammed in and lonely
With nothing but locks
With no key so that it can hold me
A box of lies
A box of fear
A box of loneliness
A box of weakness
I always have a word on mind
Just a few words long
To me it seems so thoughtful and kind
To me free it isn't a dance or song
Free as the wind
Free as a bird
Free as an angel
Free as a shooting bituin
The feeling will come to me
But not right now
I hope my soul can soon be free
So then I can take my final bow
A place I once believed in
A place I once loved
A place I once missed
Is coved under a pagbabalatkayo
Of misery and pain
The blue in the sky is now a shade
I feel like all this time was a game
A game of sham
A game of backstabbing
A game of war
A game of fate
I feel trapped in a box
Crammed in and lonely
With nothing but locks
With no key so that it can hold me
A box of lies
A box of fear
A box of loneliness
A box of weakness
I always have a word on mind
Just a few words long
To me it seems so thoughtful and kind
To me free it isn't a dance or song
Free as the wind
Free as a bird
Free as an angel
Free as a shooting bituin
The feeling will come to me
But not right now
I hope my soul can soon be free
So then I can take my final bow