Chapter Nine
The selanjutnya day, Mason and Olivia were recommended to seek some help. Olivia just wanted a clue to her future. Her life couldn't have been any worse. Her parents were dead, Cassidy hated her and Mason was sending her mixed signals about there relationship. When she had called him, he seemed a little edgy. It could just be Olivia's imagination though. Mason needed mental help. On the outside he was solid as a rock but on the inside he was as fragile as porcelain. Mason went to a psychiatrist and Olivia went to a psychic. This would give them the jawaban they mostly desperately craved.
Her Aunt Lucy was a great psychic and Aunt Lucy also promised to give her a one free session since they were family. Personally, Aunt Lucy didn't like Olivia's parents even though her mom was Aunt Lucy's younger sister. Aunt lucy lived in a comfortable log cabin. It was her way of staying connected and be down to earth instead of a glamor girl like other Hollywood women. Her husband recently died of cancer but anda couldn't tell if Aunt Lucy was even sad. She was never the one to express her feelings.
Olivia entered the halaman awal which smelled strongly of cokelat chip kue, cookie which were Olivia's favorit dessert. The halaman awal was very vintage. Her aunt never spent lebih then 100 dollars on furniture. She also never bought anything that could break easily. She was a huge klutz.
"Hello dear, take some kue, cookie and sit at that meja over there." Aunt Lucy held a plate of kue, cookie as Olivia took one and sat down. "Now let's begin. Card atau palm reading?"
"Card," Olivia answered automatically.
Aunt placed 4 cards down to make a circle. "The puncak, atas shall represent your past, the bottom your future, the left one yours family, and the right one your cinta life. Choose the one anda want to go first."
Olivia chosen the past card. It was a picture of a maiden staring off at a window. Everyone outside we're having fun and getting married while she stayed on the inside. "This is the Lonely Soul card. It shows that all of your life, anda had to give up a lot but why? Maybe because anda were scared of getting abandoned. But mostly because anda were metaphorically trapped inside your home. anda was being held captive oleh your parents. Choose the selanjutnya one."
Olivia picks up family. It was a picture of man whipping his kuda that were carrying a load full of bricks. "Ah, the Greedy Merchant. Your family is symbolized as controlling most of your life. They made sure anda would always stay in place and never try to leave. When anda finally left, then anda realized anda couldn't make it on your own anyways so anda almost gave up. Now the selanjutnya card."
The selanjutnya card she picked was cinta life. This was lebih reassuring. There was a man and a woman holding hands. But there was some pieces missing. The background was blank and the faces were blank also. "This is the Mystery of love. It tells me that although anda cinta this person, anda just can't see yourself with them. anda haven't exactly found the right piece maybe anda are looking in all the wrong places. Now the last card."
The last was her future card. It was completely black. "This is the Blank Canvas. For this to change anda must write your own destiny. anda have been living a lie. anda don't know what anda want to do with your life. anda are just a blank canvas."
Mason laid on the dipan, sofa in his therapist's office. Her name was Dr. Blots. She had light brown hair and caring brown eyes. She spent the first half of the time menulis notes on her legal pad. "What seems to be the problem?" she finally asked.
"I have bad taste in women. I don't know who I cinta anymore," he shook his head. "I thought I loved this one girl but then I ended up falling for someone else."
"Have anda always had a girlfriend?" She questioned.
"No, just recently but I never truly liked her though.
"Why not?"
"Because she just wasn't my type."
"What is your type?"
Mason thought for a moment before answering. "I like girls that have soft strawberry-blonde hair and kind eyes. Oh and a sweet smile."
"Which girl was lebih like that?"
"She was, the one I first saw but I was afraid," he answered
"Why we're anda afraid?"
"Because I don't know! Maybe because I thought she didn't like me but I know now that she does."
"Then go to her," the therapist replied.
That night, Olivia boarded to the plane. She was going to head to her original birth place and try to find herself there. The Olivia that lived in Brunswick was somebody she didn't want to be. After talking with her aunt, she realized that she was never happy here. He parent controlled where she went atau talked do. She thought that if she got away from the memories here then maybe she could recreate new ones. She knew the sacrifices she should have to make like leaving Mason behind and everything she had worked for even her dreams.
Also that night just when Olivia boarded the plane, the truth came out. Milo had been so scared about the killing that he turned himself in including Cassidy. They were held in court, had their trial, and was jailed for life.
The selanjutnya day, Mason and Olivia were recommended to seek some help. Olivia just wanted a clue to her future. Her life couldn't have been any worse. Her parents were dead, Cassidy hated her and Mason was sending her mixed signals about there relationship. When she had called him, he seemed a little edgy. It could just be Olivia's imagination though. Mason needed mental help. On the outside he was solid as a rock but on the inside he was as fragile as porcelain. Mason went to a psychiatrist and Olivia went to a psychic. This would give them the jawaban they mostly desperately craved.
Her Aunt Lucy was a great psychic and Aunt Lucy also promised to give her a one free session since they were family. Personally, Aunt Lucy didn't like Olivia's parents even though her mom was Aunt Lucy's younger sister. Aunt lucy lived in a comfortable log cabin. It was her way of staying connected and be down to earth instead of a glamor girl like other Hollywood women. Her husband recently died of cancer but anda couldn't tell if Aunt Lucy was even sad. She was never the one to express her feelings.
Olivia entered the halaman awal which smelled strongly of cokelat chip kue, cookie which were Olivia's favorit dessert. The halaman awal was very vintage. Her aunt never spent lebih then 100 dollars on furniture. She also never bought anything that could break easily. She was a huge klutz.
"Hello dear, take some kue, cookie and sit at that meja over there." Aunt Lucy held a plate of kue, cookie as Olivia took one and sat down. "Now let's begin. Card atau palm reading?"
"Card," Olivia answered automatically.
Aunt placed 4 cards down to make a circle. "The puncak, atas shall represent your past, the bottom your future, the left one yours family, and the right one your cinta life. Choose the one anda want to go first."
Olivia chosen the past card. It was a picture of a maiden staring off at a window. Everyone outside we're having fun and getting married while she stayed on the inside. "This is the Lonely Soul card. It shows that all of your life, anda had to give up a lot but why? Maybe because anda were scared of getting abandoned. But mostly because anda were metaphorically trapped inside your home. anda was being held captive oleh your parents. Choose the selanjutnya one."
Olivia picks up family. It was a picture of man whipping his kuda that were carrying a load full of bricks. "Ah, the Greedy Merchant. Your family is symbolized as controlling most of your life. They made sure anda would always stay in place and never try to leave. When anda finally left, then anda realized anda couldn't make it on your own anyways so anda almost gave up. Now the selanjutnya card."
The selanjutnya card she picked was cinta life. This was lebih reassuring. There was a man and a woman holding hands. But there was some pieces missing. The background was blank and the faces were blank also. "This is the Mystery of love. It tells me that although anda cinta this person, anda just can't see yourself with them. anda haven't exactly found the right piece maybe anda are looking in all the wrong places. Now the last card."
The last was her future card. It was completely black. "This is the Blank Canvas. For this to change anda must write your own destiny. anda have been living a lie. anda don't know what anda want to do with your life. anda are just a blank canvas."
Mason laid on the dipan, sofa in his therapist's office. Her name was Dr. Blots. She had light brown hair and caring brown eyes. She spent the first half of the time menulis notes on her legal pad. "What seems to be the problem?" she finally asked.
"I have bad taste in women. I don't know who I cinta anymore," he shook his head. "I thought I loved this one girl but then I ended up falling for someone else."
"Have anda always had a girlfriend?" She questioned.
"No, just recently but I never truly liked her though.
"Why not?"
"Because she just wasn't my type."
"What is your type?"
Mason thought for a moment before answering. "I like girls that have soft strawberry-blonde hair and kind eyes. Oh and a sweet smile."
"Which girl was lebih like that?"
"She was, the one I first saw but I was afraid," he answered
"Why we're anda afraid?"
"Because I don't know! Maybe because I thought she didn't like me but I know now that she does."
"Then go to her," the therapist replied.
That night, Olivia boarded to the plane. She was going to head to her original birth place and try to find herself there. The Olivia that lived in Brunswick was somebody she didn't want to be. After talking with her aunt, she realized that she was never happy here. He parent controlled where she went atau talked do. She thought that if she got away from the memories here then maybe she could recreate new ones. She knew the sacrifices she should have to make like leaving Mason behind and everything she had worked for even her dreams.
Also that night just when Olivia boarded the plane, the truth came out. Milo had been so scared about the killing that he turned himself in including Cassidy. They were held in court, had their trial, and was jailed for life.
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell anda I cinta anda lebih than myself
But to understand, from me anda shall receive neither money nor wealth
What anda cari for is not emotion atau passion, it’s much lebih precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So anda take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of anda the Raven and I the Crow
(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
I will remember anda always.
Will anda remember me?
That is a pertanyaan for anda to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
anda will always be in my heart.
For I know that anda will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every menit of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the api
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
Will anda remember me?
That is a pertanyaan for anda to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
anda will always be in my heart.
For I know that anda will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every menit of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the api
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
It all started 100 years ago...
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, atau Ocean Clan, Riku, atau Land Clan, and the Sora, atau Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD anda DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, atau Ocean Clan, Riku, atau Land Clan, and the Sora, atau Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD anda DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal atau energetic maybe the one apel, apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to tampil the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man selanjutnya to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal atau energetic maybe the one apel, apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to tampil the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man selanjutnya to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.