Cassie
I dragged my feet through the cold gray slush and shoved my hands deeper in my pockets. i hurried down the kalye with my head hung. Icy bits of hail pelted my back as they hurtled down from the dark, November sky above. As i entered the doors of the hospital, a strong balst of warm air hit me. i whipped the folded sheet of paper of out my cold pocket and warily walked up to the front desk. My dark brown hair hung like icicles.
"I'm Cassandra Little. I'm here to see Elaine Turner," i muttered.
Elaine
I coulnt move. i couldnt eat. i coulnt drink. i couldnt think. i coulnt even breathe right. The whitish curtain was pulled to either side and i saw a glimpse of the hospital hallway. In the middle there stood a girl. She looked beaten andshe was shivering. A small pool of water was formed around her feet as the snow melted off her tharshed out converse. Probably the only shoes she had. She had dark hair and eyes, with smudgey makeup. She didn't even try to smile. She wore a long black coat, but it didnt look very warm. The nurse abruptly sinabi "This is Cassandra. Shes here for..." she glanced at her clipboard, scowling"community service". She wore clean, kulay-rosas scrubs and had her hair pulled back in a neat blond bun, but the nurse still looked mean.
"Cassie" the girl interjected softly.
"Whatever" the nurse whispered coldly with an edge to her voice. She jerked away and whipped the curtains together as she strutted out.
Cassie
I walked toward the so called kama timidly. I was at loss for words. There didnt appear to be anything special about the room, ecept for a small bible that rested on a teeny bedside table. An elderly woman laid motionless underneath the pale covers. My shoes sqeuaked unnaturually loud as i stepped on the tile floor. A million tiny tubes extended from the womans body. Why did they put me here. i cant al with dying people! i just cant! I settled down in an uncomfortable chair, located near the bed.
"Hello," i managed to say.
A barely detectable smile appeared on the womans face.
"Nice to meet you". Her voice was rough, but surprisingly clear and loud. Loud for a dying person, that is.
Elaine
"How old are you, sweetie," I asked. She looked about 15, but ya never know.
"17" her voice was shaky and quiet. Ill bet you she was scared. Why was she scared? For goshs sake, she looked skinnier than I did! She had bags under her eyes. 17? 17 taon olds werent supposed to look like this! they were supposed to look happy and fresh! What on earth happened to that girl?!
I dragged my feet through the cold gray slush and shoved my hands deeper in my pockets. i hurried down the kalye with my head hung. Icy bits of hail pelted my back as they hurtled down from the dark, November sky above. As i entered the doors of the hospital, a strong balst of warm air hit me. i whipped the folded sheet of paper of out my cold pocket and warily walked up to the front desk. My dark brown hair hung like icicles.
"I'm Cassandra Little. I'm here to see Elaine Turner," i muttered.
Elaine
I coulnt move. i couldnt eat. i coulnt drink. i couldnt think. i coulnt even breathe right. The whitish curtain was pulled to either side and i saw a glimpse of the hospital hallway. In the middle there stood a girl. She looked beaten andshe was shivering. A small pool of water was formed around her feet as the snow melted off her tharshed out converse. Probably the only shoes she had. She had dark hair and eyes, with smudgey makeup. She didn't even try to smile. She wore a long black coat, but it didnt look very warm. The nurse abruptly sinabi "This is Cassandra. Shes here for..." she glanced at her clipboard, scowling"community service". She wore clean, kulay-rosas scrubs and had her hair pulled back in a neat blond bun, but the nurse still looked mean.
"Cassie" the girl interjected softly.
"Whatever" the nurse whispered coldly with an edge to her voice. She jerked away and whipped the curtains together as she strutted out.
Cassie
I walked toward the so called kama timidly. I was at loss for words. There didnt appear to be anything special about the room, ecept for a small bible that rested on a teeny bedside table. An elderly woman laid motionless underneath the pale covers. My shoes sqeuaked unnaturually loud as i stepped on the tile floor. A million tiny tubes extended from the womans body. Why did they put me here. i cant al with dying people! i just cant! I settled down in an uncomfortable chair, located near the bed.
"Hello," i managed to say.
A barely detectable smile appeared on the womans face.
"Nice to meet you". Her voice was rough, but surprisingly clear and loud. Loud for a dying person, that is.
Elaine
"How old are you, sweetie," I asked. She looked about 15, but ya never know.
"17" her voice was shaky and quiet. Ill bet you she was scared. Why was she scared? For goshs sake, she looked skinnier than I did! She had bags under her eyes. 17? 17 taon olds werent supposed to look like this! they were supposed to look happy and fresh! What on earth happened to that girl?!
"Gwen,Gwen,Gwen!" Ms.Barton sinabi as I was asleep in history class."What?" I sinabi when I woke up."had a nice dream?" "S-sorry Ms.Barton,it won't happen again"."let's hope not." She said. When the kampanilya rang to go to lunch,my best friend,Marlon came up to me."What happend back there?" Marlon asked.To tell you the truth,I've always had a crush on him.I always had a feeling he liked me back."Nothing,nothing at all,i was just dreamin." "What about?"he asked with a smile."I'm not telling you!" I sinabi with a smile.When we went back to class,Ms.barton wanted to talk to me."Gwen,you have been sleeping in my class far to long". "sorry Ms.B,I havent been myslef lately." I sinabi with a frown."OK,first of all,dont call me "Ms.B",and you must go to sleep on time." She sinabi with a light smile."sorry,it hared to fall a sleep in my house." well then...ther is only one thing to do...you need to,wake up..."
You’re keeping me up at night as araw breaks
It’s all for you
Yeah that’s what you do, got me feeling so blue
When will you see
You have to let it be
When will you see just how much you really mean to me
Why is it just so hard to send that card
When do you think you’ll be able to understand
My pag-ibig might be killing me
I hope you realize I’m just a fool
Damn! You’re so cool
When do you think you’ll understand
You drove me to a far off land
When will you see
I can’t just let it be
Come on try to set me free
When will you finally understand
I care about you
I’ll tell you that firsthand
You have my puso and my life
I hope soon I’ll get a chance to be your wife
I hope soon you’ll see, you mean the universe and the galaxy to me
It’s all for you
Yeah that’s what you do, got me feeling so blue
When will you see
You have to let it be
When will you see just how much you really mean to me
Why is it just so hard to send that card
When do you think you’ll be able to understand
My pag-ibig might be killing me
I hope you realize I’m just a fool
Damn! You’re so cool
When do you think you’ll understand
You drove me to a far off land
When will you see
I can’t just let it be
Come on try to set me free
When will you finally understand
I care about you
I’ll tell you that firsthand
You have my puso and my life
I hope soon I’ll get a chance to be your wife
I hope soon you’ll see, you mean the universe and the galaxy to me