Mary Taylor Julian was the daughter of a preacher. Her father sinag Charles Julian commited his whole life to God. Mary wasn't so sure about the whole kristyanismo idea. She was not postive if there was a God or if she beiieved in that crap either. Her father pressured her into joining the choir and teaching the daily bible lesson.
Mary wanted to become atheist but she was too scared of what would happen to her. She lived in a community of christians. Her life is about serving God and doing the right thing. What would her father say. He is a stern man. He could kick her out and ship her to mexico.
Her best hope is to hide her feelings. Maybe she won't end up in hell. How does she even know kristyanismo is the right religion follow. There are thousands out there and everybody believes their religion is right. Who knows which one is real. Her father would just say have a little faith in your religion but it is really hard to do so when there are tons other religions and you can't even see the man your worshipping.
She will do it. She'll be anti-religion. Why label what you are? Mary Taylor Julian will start her own religion. She will practice everything she'll need in life like a nice atitude, the right mind set, a great education, and a kind heart. She will call this new religion Le Mien which is french for My Own.
Mary wanted to become atheist but she was too scared of what would happen to her. She lived in a community of christians. Her life is about serving God and doing the right thing. What would her father say. He is a stern man. He could kick her out and ship her to mexico.
Her best hope is to hide her feelings. Maybe she won't end up in hell. How does she even know kristyanismo is the right religion follow. There are thousands out there and everybody believes their religion is right. Who knows which one is real. Her father would just say have a little faith in your religion but it is really hard to do so when there are tons other religions and you can't even see the man your worshipping.
She will do it. She'll be anti-religion. Why label what you are? Mary Taylor Julian will start her own religion. She will practice everything she'll need in life like a nice atitude, the right mind set, a great education, and a kind heart. She will call this new religion Le Mien which is french for My Own.
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his puso started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his puso started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
I wrote this a while back, for my language arts class. Please don't copy, enjoy!!!:)
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
ipakita that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
Or cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
ipakita that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
Or cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Reality hurts, I have experience
It makes you feel free, and then drags you to the ground
It tells you that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes you see what you want to see
Let’s you feel what you want to feel
It puts you in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at you in the face for your mistakes
It can help you find pag-ibig or heartbreak
In the end reality gives you the same outcome
The very outcome you tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
It makes you feel free, and then drags you to the ground
It tells you that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes you see what you want to see
Let’s you feel what you want to feel
It puts you in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at you in the face for your mistakes
It can help you find pag-ibig or heartbreak
In the end reality gives you the same outcome
The very outcome you tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed