My feet keep on going but my jantung tells me to stop. All I want to do is run. Run away from this mess I got my self into. It all happened so fast the anger the tears the blood. Then all I heard was the bullet fly through the air and hit skin then pindah slowly into the flesh and then the final bang it hit the heart. The one thing that keeps anda alive. All never forget his face when I killed him. All I saw was shock and fear and one big pertanyaan hanged over his head. Why?
I just wanted to keep running afraid I could hurt lebih people in this mess. Ones I loved and cared about, like how I killed...

Just a acak short story I wrote because I was bored, hehe.
Enjoy it, and feel free to read! :)


He sits in his chair, his shoulders slouched as his body slumped against the wood. It had been a tahun since the incident happened and yet, he still feels the shuddering shock of it paralysing him whole like it only happened yesterday. His eyes, once filled with content and life, now shone with a glistening darkness and misery, his face, before was stretched with a glowing smile, his cheeks clear and rosy-looking, now revealed a boy who had a face that was washed clean of emotion and replaced with...

1,Anniewannie
2.Malcd
3.Allicyn123
4.snootygirl50701

4 peas in a giant pod. it also means 4 besties against a gaint world.

People give up. They give up so easily. It hurts. Abusement. Sexual assuilt. Starvation. And so many more.... Dont give up. I'm a whitness. I've been in this. I am a victim. I'm here. mallory's here. Anniewannie's here. allicyn123 is here too. we love. Take our hand. I stand on stage. Rap. Sing. And if you,I'll dance! where here. don't give up! anda have a wonderfuul friend. look up. here she comes. anniewannie.

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A Hand
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The Pain You’ve Caused ...

I can see that your eyes have been crying
Your lashes tampil that they have been wet
From your heart, I can hear the ache in its heartbeat
Your jantung is where the pain and melancholy has been kept
Feeling all alone
Is like when you’re standing at a cliff and you’re about to fall

This is what anda feel
The pain, sadness and torture anda have caused
Is like water running in the middle of a field
No one can force it
No one can stop it
It’s like your life has no meaning to it
This is the pain you’ve caused
You’ve made yourself collapse to your knees
Made yourself fall

Your body...

Tears
[Verse 1]
She used to be in cinta with him
From the moment she danced with him
For the first time in her life
She thought she was living the perfect fairytale
That was then, but when she found out she was bailed
Her jantung fell, all her cinta for him stopped
Like Snow White who fell in a deep sleep from the apple’s first bite
Yes, ‘cause anda can tell from her face that she’s over him
Trust me I know, ‘cause she’s me

[Bridge]
Yeah, these things happen from time to time (time to time)
These are things that are like challenges, which come and go
Yet even if I’m saddened inside, on the outside...

~Precious Memories ...~

They’re sometimes gone from the mind
They’re sometimes hard to find
But it doesn’t mean they’re completely gone
It could come back to anda if anda were reciting it, akting it atau maybe even if you’re bernyanyi a song

People want these precious things

These things such as precious memories
Even someone like me has these precious memories

No matter if they were painful ones atau memories of tears, they will all put a smile to my face, placing me in ease

I wouldn’t lose them

I don’t care if someone tries to kill me, puts my life to an end
So long as they don’t take my memories...

This poem is dedicated to SG the girl who has a strong jantung and a lovable, warm soul <3 Maria, keep shining your light coz you’re everyone’s best friend on here and you’re loved oleh them too.=)
I hope anda like this poem because every word that I jotted down is true.=) <3

When the sky is dark and the tides are rough
When the last leaf has fallen from its branch
She doesn’t back down without a breath
She stands on her own two feet despite being defenceless
Though she may look weak and goes out like a wreck
She is no doubt like a soldier in armour and crest

She’s like the whisper of the...

One thing we shouldn't be worried about is that we are accidents.
We are all different in God's way; no one is equivalent.
God conceived anda in his mind, planned when you'd be born and your birthplace.
He prescribed every single detail of our bodies,
Deliberately chose our race, our hair, our skin.

We were created for God's purpose.
He determined the natural talents we would possess and our uniqueness.
"He knows us inside and out, he knows every bone in our body;
How we were sculpted from nothing into something."

He thought of us before he made the heavens and the earth.
For the reason he made us was...

Dedicated to my best friend who has been there for me in my darkest times. In memory of Rover who always stood oleh my side since I met him. I'll miss anda very much buddy - I will think of anda always and carry the memories that anda left behind with me and my family. I hope one hari you'll be with us again, dear friend.

Endless love, countless kisses and massive cuddles.
xoxo

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I write the words

But I don't know how to start

You are and always will

Be close to me and not far apart



I hope it's not too late

I don't want it to fade away

Because I don't know

How long you'll be with me on this road


In...

Tell them my story long after I'm gone.
Tell them my dream's and wishes and hopes.
Tell them how I tried to help the world.
Tell them how I gave up.
Tell them anda help me through.
Who brought me down and chewed me up.
Tell them about every scar I have.
I like the one on my wrist that's from my cat.
To the one my arm because I became sad.
Tell them about how I was talked about.
And stabbed in the back.
Tell them my crushes and friends I hope I get back.
Tell them how I help anda through,
The fights,
The burns,
The scars,
The bully's,
And yourself.
Tell them how I was there for you.
And how I'll be there for them....

Her Worse Fears. A/N: I'm finally menulis a story in my spot so I hope anda like this as much as I wrote it! PS: This is the story I used for my English practice exam! ^^












Everyone waited patiently for the doctor to come out, some of them dreaded with a mixture of fear and utter stress. I was one of them. “Anna, are anda okay?” I felt a small hand come on puncak, atas of mine that was on my knees. I turned slightly to my little cousin, Izzy Grace. Her eyes were red from constant crying and her pale cheeks showed dried tracks of tears. I nodded and squeezed her hand. “What about you?” Izzy shook...

If anda haven't read this poem in this club called Dream Diary, anda can read it here :). Hope anda like it - it's the best poem I've ever written! <3

You should know that bullying hurts
It starts with one word, one word anda blurt
Fat, ugly, worthless. These are the words they hear
Don't anda know you're their biggest fear?
Day oleh day, anda torment them
It takes a while for their hearts to mend
All they ask for is one true friend
But anda just want to make their life end, make that one wish go away
You bully them till they can't breathe no more
Who are anda trying to satisfy this for?
Everyday they wake up...

Ashling’s Story–






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15th June, 2012–

Dear Diary,

I’m sure anda know that my life is practically hanging on the end of the thread. What I mean oleh that, is that my soul is just one black hollow of pain. I wasn’t asked to be born into this world where people like my family start to take no notice of me. Even when I stand right in front of them, they just look...

Death

That's the word that scaries her the most
Whenever she hears it, her purple eyes go wide with fear that could freeze your bones to stone

She has never told a lie
Because she's afraid that she might just die
Bruises and cuts scar on her face, arms and ankles as she gazes up at the wide, crystal blue sky that stretches hugely around the world

She's always bullied at school and she never gets to say, "I'm sorry", when she makes mistakes
Or when she's at home, she's never treated like the other girls in her school except treated like a slave for her parents' sake

She feels lonely when she's alone...

A/N: This is the story I'm working on in wattpad ^^ feel free to check it out - a lot of people really want to read it :D haha. I'm working on Chapter 2, for your information c:

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Brief Description

"Kayla..."

His voice was as breezy as the whisper of the wind and huskily deep in a way that made my jantung race one-hundred miles per hour. I could listen to his voice all the time, every hari and not get tired of it, actually. The lightest of touches came in contact with the puncak, atas of my hand, making sparks of electricity shoot their my body. How could one boy - wait a sec, make that the troublesome...

Mom you’ve diberikan me so much
From the cinta anda gave, to your warmest touch
You’ve always been there for me
Even after the times I berkata things that I didn’t mean
You were the one who taught me from me right from wrong
The one who did the best hairstyles when my hair was long

The gentle hand that held mine when I was hurt
You’ve been through the times that made me leap and the ones that we worst and best kept discreet
I thank the Lord that He’s blessed me with someone like you
Someone who encourages her child and tells her to stay true
I thank for the times I thought anda were my number one best...

Overwhelmed

I watch the clouds in the sky from my windowsill slowly blanket the earth with layers of snow. The glass under my fingertips feel like ice and my breath fogs the window pane as the night folds in, casting a long shadow looming over me all the way up to my bedroom wall. I can hear the shadow whispering its malicious words in my ear, the words drilling into my already-broken soul like an old tape recorder repeating itself over and over again. Its calling to me ... provoking me ... toying with the feelings I didn’t want to feel in my bones.
I feel like a small lonely dandelion, floating...

It took a long time for me to realize just how much he still loved her
hearing those three words roll off my tongue made me feel like a splinter
I couldn’t tell him anything, who was I when I felt like I was sinned?
the times I spent with him were priceless...yet I cherished every bit nevertheless
the breathtaking flames he left burning on my lips through my first kiss
he said, “We’ll stay together okay? Just like anda wished,”

My reply to him was that I loved him to the point where I would break
but I couldn’t deal with the painful consequences of what came next
would there ever be a time...