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I awoke in the middle of the night to Izzy screaming I got out of tempat tidur as quickly as possible with every pindah I felt my joint ache "Izzy!" I shouted as quietly as possible. She was trembling and telling someone to stop and leave her alone. I knew that dream.

I shook her and after constantly telling her to wake up she did tears beat from her eyes and she hugged me almost knocking me over in the process. I held her tight and close. As she sobbed quietly into my hair.

"I had that dream again." she told me through a broken sob

"I know it's ok your hear now anda don't have to suffer it any longer."

"He did something different again." She sobbed harder and louder, she was thinking about it. And the lebih she thought about the lebih it frightened her and the lebih it frightened her the lebih it hurt my heart. I squeezed her each time this man she dreamer of did something different to her best friend.

I carried her to my tempat tidur and sat her one side me bending over with her weight hurt like hell. I groaned a little then sat up straight even standing seemed to now hurt, I sat selanjutnya to herpushing back her hair I sipped away her tears.

"He-"

"Don't talk about it." she lay her head on my thigh and closed her eyes saying "I wish we could escape this hell hole I wish I'd never been adopted I wish I were never-"

"Stop is Isabelle! Don't talk like that anda know better." she opened her eyes and stared at me that was the first time I'd called her her real name in a while she knew I ment busisness. A tear escaped and she whipped it away "Sorry Stella." She closed her eyes again and this time rolled into my belly. Within menit she was asleep again.

I starred at her beauty Izzy's only seven she's an malaikat to me. I sighed she'd had this dream three other times each time the man would do something horrible to Izzy's best friend. Her name was Rosetta she'd met her at the adoption center when she was three from what I recall, one hari a man in all black adopted her she didn't want to go she looked at him with fear and cried the whole time to Izzy and me when she backed her things.

She told how she'd seen him one other time and that one other time he'd killed a man and his son. She begged not to let them take her but we had no power, I went to the superintend and shared the story but her jantung was icy cold she Hayes all the children their at the Center so she didn't care so long as they we were out of her hair and she got her pay.

The memory brought tears to my eyes I couldn't help Rosetta how am I suppose to think of an escape out of this slavery? I kissed Izzy's forehead and cautiously placed her on the other side of my bed.

"You know anda can't beat them like their animals!" I heard Aaron yell.

"I can and I will, who are anda to tell me what I can and can't do your only a fourteen tahun old boy!" Danil roared back and there was a loud memukul after that.

I gasped and moved to the door slowly at my bodies pace. I peeked out the door and saw a crack in the door down the hall Aaron and Danil are arguing this a very first. I opened the door and half crawled half walked down the all I peeked through the crack and saw Aaron and Danil standing face to face. anda should know Aaron is Danil's biological son but he treats him other wise when he gets on his bad side.

"I'm son and as your son I should have a say that anda cannot treat people like this. They have rights their human beings just like anda and I! How the hell would anda feel if I beat anda like that huh?!" Aaron motioned for the sabuk with nails 'He wouldn't!' I thought. He back handed him and Aaron staggered I gasped topping my mouth wish I hadn't Danil pinned Aaron to his meja tulis, meja and drew a pocket pisau to his neck. "You will obey me, son ." He put as much venom in the word 'son' as possible. For moments they berkata nothing then tenion making me sweat.

"Make me." Aaron berkata breaking the silent that's when he raised the pisau and I freaked. "Stop!" I yelled bursting the door open. They both looked at me and I'm not sure whether it Airan atau me who berkata run but I did. I didn't feel like I was getting anywhere I felt weak so weak. My jantung raced and before I knew it I fell. My legs had give out just when I was a foot away from safety's arms. I heard the footsteps stop behind me. Fear took over my mind and body.
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This a short poem I came up with. I'm not a descriptive person. I prefer just simple words in poems. This deals with the term, "Looking behind the smile." This is inspired oleh a friend and mine's life experiences. Enjoy :)

Gone: a poem

She sat alone
in the corner of the room.
She didn't speak
she would merely loom.
Like she was a shadow
an invisible ghost.
No one gave
a damn at the most.

She would sit there
and simply stare
looking at those
who ignored her.
No one looked
at her twice
no one bothered
when she was nice.

She was a nobody,
forgotten oleh all.
Her ever-blank stares
directed at the bare, empty wall....
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posted by amoremusic
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all anda want from me
is honesty.

as i write out the facts
anda act like anda don't really
care where my jantung truly is.

Let me tell anda where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my jantung
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.

as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poetry
that i write, i see anda looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.

anda look at me and anda
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to anda the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.

as i hold the key to this
honest poetry that i compose
anda seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
Sittin here remicsin about all the good times we had watever happened between us we were like sisters we had each others back anda were there for me and i was there for anda i miss all the good times we had can we go back to that now

[chorus]
dont anda remember all those timez all those things we did together i miss those times so bad watever happened can anda tell me yeah so i can fix it and get rid of these weights on my shoulders yeah i miss anda i miss talking to anda i miss hanging with anda can we ever go back ot those times

i have to thank anda for so many things for everything anda did for me yeah...
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