TIP-TAP-TIP-TAP....,thunder,car horns...All those noisy sounds were vanishing away from my earshot as i entered the dark valley full of garbage and drain pipes.The smell was unbearable.My running shoes made slippery sounds and I was soaking wet in the rain.I was wearing a black shirt,and jeans with my paborito dyaket and stopped only to spare a segundo to catch my breath.But there was no time to waste.I always wanted this job,it was my dream since i was a child and i couldn't mess it up!But all my hope,courage and the little confident i had left me when i saw what's in front of me.There was a tall brick pader ipinapakita a dead end and it was time to say to my dear life.And for the last time i turned around to think of a plan to escape from the last bit of hope left on the depth of my heart.But that too vanished when i saw a gun point straight at my forehead and i didn't even have enough time to reach for my own gun!And those scary eyes bore straight into my eyes making me shake all over and forget everything...
I woke up with a start,it was 2.00am in the morning and i was sweating all over.It was for the third time i had the same dream since, the killer escaped the prison!Now,there is no way of looking back because i know he is going to come after me for revenge!
I woke up with a start,it was 2.00am in the morning and i was sweating all over.It was for the third time i had the same dream since, the killer escaped the prison!Now,there is no way of looking back because i know he is going to come after me for revenge!
Prologue Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do you see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When you look at the world you always see the small things. You never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised sa pamamagitan ng ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… or never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but you ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When you look at the world you always see the small things. You never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised sa pamamagitan ng ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… or never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but you ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
Okay this fits to be artikulo worthy. I have this budding idea for a story about a girl named Skye(real named skylar) who discovers that she and her two mga kaibigan are Sirens ( a different kind than you think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring apoy and Hazelle can shapeshift objects. Their parents were mga kaibigan and there dads, and hazelle and gabriel have one parent while skye has none, she lives with her aunt and she has this Nawawala sister who thinks she is a Siren but is their kinds' enemy. Meanwhile Hazelle and Gabriel are dating but skye and him are close because their moms were mga kaibigan and wjen her parents died she lived with them for a while as kids. So eventually they like each other. This story is confusing and jeeds work but its what i have. Tell me should i tweek it or leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down sa pamamagitan ng the river
Or other times sa pamamagitan ng her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever sa pamamagitan ng her side
She’s avoided sa pamamagitan ng everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
Sometimes she’s down sa pamamagitan ng the river
Or other times sa pamamagitan ng her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever sa pamamagitan ng her side
She’s avoided sa pamamagitan ng everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…