I wanted until morning. I was actually able to still live in my room. It wasn't an aparition or anything weird. Like I never got bitten. Like I ran from him and was ligtas with my family. When morning came, I grabbed all my dresses and ran to the nearest mall and looked at the directory. Upstairs. I went up the escalator. I slowly walked inside the shop. It felt eerie and dark. That frightful night played back in my head.
"Help! Someone!" "Mamma! Mamma! Mam-"
"M'aam? How may I help you?" I snapped back to reality. "Oh, I have these old dresses and I thought a thrift store could take them." I set them on the counter.
"Well, for such a young girl, these are really old!" the man at the counter exclaimed.
"Oh, uh, they were my mom's" I sinabi quickly.
"Well, these are very old! About 16th century old! Amazing!" He again exclaimed.
"They were passed through my family for many, many ,MANY years."
"Hmm yes.." He pondered how much money I would get. He started typing on the computer that was at his desk. Then gasped.
"Well my lady, you have quite some riches here! You now have about 600 dollars!" he exclaimed.
"Wow!" He took the money out of the register then peered at my shoes. I had broken a heel on the way here.
"May I have your shoes?"
"Well, one's broken, I dont know why you would want them."
"Oh, it's ok, I can sand them down to make slippers. Here take another pair of shoes." He sinabi and handed me a duplicate. I handed him the old shoes and thanked him.
"Help! Someone!" "Mamma! Mamma! Mam-"
"M'aam? How may I help you?" I snapped back to reality. "Oh, I have these old dresses and I thought a thrift store could take them." I set them on the counter.
"Well, for such a young girl, these are really old!" the man at the counter exclaimed.
"Oh, uh, they were my mom's" I sinabi quickly.
"Well, these are very old! About 16th century old! Amazing!" He again exclaimed.
"They were passed through my family for many, many ,MANY years."
"Hmm yes.." He pondered how much money I would get. He started typing on the computer that was at his desk. Then gasped.
"Well my lady, you have quite some riches here! You now have about 600 dollars!" he exclaimed.
"Wow!" He took the money out of the register then peered at my shoes. I had broken a heel on the way here.
"May I have your shoes?"
"Well, one's broken, I dont know why you would want them."
"Oh, it's ok, I can sand them down to make slippers. Here take another pair of shoes." He sinabi and handed me a duplicate. I handed him the old shoes and thanked him.
Shaun
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, you know you want to" tsokolate brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
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When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and sinabi she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, you know you want to" tsokolate brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
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When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and sinabi she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.
I thought it would be a good idea to try and write goodbye
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
or protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
or protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...