**4 years later...**
"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.
"Almost," Blake said.
"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger upuan of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.
We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma and Grandpa's house. I got out and opened the back car door, to get out the twins, Tristen and Blakely. Blake got Tristen out of her car seat, careful not to wake her from her sleep. I got Blakely out of his carseat, who was already wide awake. We carefully went up the sidewalk, to the already open door.
"Merry pasko kids," Dad said.
"Merry pasko Dad," I said. We got off our shoes and coats.
"Dezzie!" Hollis shouted She ran into the living room to her aunt. Tristen woke in Blake's arms and whimpered.
"Is Hera here yet?" I asked.
"I'm right here," she said, coming out of the living room. Her fiance, Daniel walked behind her. He smiled and waved. We all went to the living room, where Dad and Kara had set up the pasko tree, a beautiful pine puno that they'd gotten themselves. It was decorated in beautiful lights and delicate ornaments. A warm apoy was blazing in the fireplace.
Everyone gathered around on the couches, Dezzie and Hollis were playing on the floor, and talked about the taon and nakaraan ones, and how we'll celebrate the upcoming new year. This taon had been wonderful, Blake and I had had the twins, and Hera got engaged. Dad talked about when Hera and I were younger, and almost completely hated each other. We laughed.
"...I was sure you two would kill each other," he laughed. Of course now, Hera and I were good mga kaibigan and visited each other often. "When I'd first met Hera, I thought Irina would be happy to have a step-sister. Guess not," Dad said. I shrugged.
"I don't mind now, of course."
"Me neither," Hera agreed. Hollis furrowed her eyebrows, but didn't ask. We explained to her once how Hera was my step-sister, and Kara was my step-mother, but she didn't really understand. We didn't want to explain the part about my mother and siblings dying either. That'd be too much for a girl her age.
Then it was dinnertime. Dad pulled the dining room mesa into the kitchen, placing it up against the kusina mesa so that everyone would be able to sit. Everyone gathered around, and got their food, talking about fond memories and silly moments.
"Daddy?" Hollis asked. "How'd you meet Mommy?" Everyone smiled, eager to hear the story. Dad and Kara knew the whole story now, I'd eventually told them everything they didn't already know. Blake sighed in rememberance and looked at me.
"I met your mother in high school..." he began.
The end. :)
"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.
"Almost," Blake said.
"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger upuan of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.
We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma and Grandpa's house. I got out and opened the back car door, to get out the twins, Tristen and Blakely. Blake got Tristen out of her car seat, careful not to wake her from her sleep. I got Blakely out of his carseat, who was already wide awake. We carefully went up the sidewalk, to the already open door.
"Merry pasko kids," Dad said.
"Merry pasko Dad," I said. We got off our shoes and coats.
"Dezzie!" Hollis shouted She ran into the living room to her aunt. Tristen woke in Blake's arms and whimpered.
"Is Hera here yet?" I asked.
"I'm right here," she said, coming out of the living room. Her fiance, Daniel walked behind her. He smiled and waved. We all went to the living room, where Dad and Kara had set up the pasko tree, a beautiful pine puno that they'd gotten themselves. It was decorated in beautiful lights and delicate ornaments. A warm apoy was blazing in the fireplace.
Everyone gathered around on the couches, Dezzie and Hollis were playing on the floor, and talked about the taon and nakaraan ones, and how we'll celebrate the upcoming new year. This taon had been wonderful, Blake and I had had the twins, and Hera got engaged. Dad talked about when Hera and I were younger, and almost completely hated each other. We laughed.
"...I was sure you two would kill each other," he laughed. Of course now, Hera and I were good mga kaibigan and visited each other often. "When I'd first met Hera, I thought Irina would be happy to have a step-sister. Guess not," Dad said. I shrugged.
"I don't mind now, of course."
"Me neither," Hera agreed. Hollis furrowed her eyebrows, but didn't ask. We explained to her once how Hera was my step-sister, and Kara was my step-mother, but she didn't really understand. We didn't want to explain the part about my mother and siblings dying either. That'd be too much for a girl her age.
Then it was dinnertime. Dad pulled the dining room mesa into the kitchen, placing it up against the kusina mesa so that everyone would be able to sit. Everyone gathered around, and got their food, talking about fond memories and silly moments.
"Daddy?" Hollis asked. "How'd you meet Mommy?" Everyone smiled, eager to hear the story. Dad and Kara knew the whole story now, I'd eventually told them everything they didn't already know. Blake sighed in rememberance and looked at me.
"I met your mother in high school..." he began.
The end. :)
Laughing heals the soul. What makes you laugh? Were all different. As a writer in training I'm experimenting on the"fun factor". Down the page are some funny stuff and I'd like to know which one makes you laugh the most. If you found a funny pic please post it and please comment on the pictures.
Now like I've sinabi we all have different tastes and it all is on you. Laughing is a very fun excersise.And these pictures are funny (or at least to me). Hold on to your socks lady and gentlemen it's time to get your laugh on.
Please comment!!!
Now let's have some laughs!
Now like I've sinabi we all have different tastes and it all is on you. Laughing is a very fun excersise.And these pictures are funny (or at least to me). Hold on to your socks lady and gentlemen it's time to get your laugh on.
Please comment!!!
Now let's have some laughs!
Sometimes its Easier to inore the truth
to forget about everything
to sit in a closet and hide forever
Sometimes its Easier, to blame yourself
To think its your falt
To ipakita no emotion
Sometimes It's easier to keep everything inside
to not let anyone know
to hide everything.
To me, Its easier to say something
To talk
to cry
Its easier to Feel Emotions
Anger, rage, Sadness,
but not fear
Fear is my enemey
He wants to take over my mind
Keep me locked up inside.
I'm tired of being scared
I'm tired of being locked in my own world
I'm tired of being a prisoner.
I will not be afraid,
I will not Let him Win
to forget about everything
to sit in a closet and hide forever
Sometimes its Easier, to blame yourself
To think its your falt
To ipakita no emotion
Sometimes It's easier to keep everything inside
to not let anyone know
to hide everything.
To me, Its easier to say something
To talk
to cry
Its easier to Feel Emotions
Anger, rage, Sadness,
but not fear
Fear is my enemey
He wants to take over my mind
Keep me locked up inside.
I'm tired of being scared
I'm tired of being locked in my own world
I'm tired of being a prisoner.
I will not be afraid,
I will not Let him Win