A little girl walked around the open playground, her solid brown eyes looking at the ground, sun shining on her straight auburn hair. It was her first hari of detik Grade at a new school, and she didn’t know anyone there. She much rather liked walking around and looking at all the little bugs and twigs and other stuff she could find, though, instead of playing Tag, atau swinging, atau making necklaces out of dandelions.
As she stooped down beside the tire house to poke at a little colony of ants, she heard a humming noise. She looked up and saw a little boy about her age, sitting on the puncak, atas tire, humming some wordless tune. He had dark, curly brown hair with a great bundle of freckles on his cheeks and nose, and grey-blue eyes behind small glasses to complete the boyish look.
“Hi.” She says, and his head snaps down to her.
He stops strumming his invisible guitar.
“Hi. What’s your name?” He asks. She looks up at him, pouting a little.
“Allison.” She mumbles.” What’s yours?”
“Jackson.” He answers.
“What’cha doin’?” She asks.
“Playing guitar. I’m making a band. Wanna gabung and come up here?” She shakes her head.
“I don’t know how to play guitar.” She tells him with dead seriousness. It didn’t matter that there wasn’t an actual gitar to play; she just didn’t know. His eyebrows furrow.
“Can anda do drums?” She shakes her head.
“Piano?”Another headshake. He thinks for a moment while she just stands there.
“Can anda sing??” He finally asks. This pertanyaan receives a slight nod. “Then anda can sing. Come up here.”
She climbs up the tires until she’s on the puncak, atas with him, her legs dangling down.
“I don’t know what to sing.” She states and tries to hop back down to the ground, but he stops her.
“Just make something up. That’s the funny part.” He grins, and she smiles back.
He starts strumming his gitar while making noises somewhat like chords, and she sings something along the lines of “I hate history, ‘cause it’s so stinky….” He giggles, and she giggles, and he laughs, and she laughs. This is how a friendship was formed over an air gitar and bad bernyanyi about history.
As she stooped down beside the tire house to poke at a little colony of ants, she heard a humming noise. She looked up and saw a little boy about her age, sitting on the puncak, atas tire, humming some wordless tune. He had dark, curly brown hair with a great bundle of freckles on his cheeks and nose, and grey-blue eyes behind small glasses to complete the boyish look.
“Hi.” She says, and his head snaps down to her.
He stops strumming his invisible guitar.
“Hi. What’s your name?” He asks. She looks up at him, pouting a little.
“Allison.” She mumbles.” What’s yours?”
“Jackson.” He answers.
“What’cha doin’?” She asks.
“Playing guitar. I’m making a band. Wanna gabung and come up here?” She shakes her head.
“I don’t know how to play guitar.” She tells him with dead seriousness. It didn’t matter that there wasn’t an actual gitar to play; she just didn’t know. His eyebrows furrow.
“Can anda do drums?” She shakes her head.
“Piano?”Another headshake. He thinks for a moment while she just stands there.
“Can anda sing??” He finally asks. This pertanyaan receives a slight nod. “Then anda can sing. Come up here.”
She climbs up the tires until she’s on the puncak, atas with him, her legs dangling down.
“I don’t know what to sing.” She states and tries to hop back down to the ground, but he stops her.
“Just make something up. That’s the funny part.” He grins, and she smiles back.
He starts strumming his gitar while making noises somewhat like chords, and she sings something along the lines of “I hate history, ‘cause it’s so stinky….” He giggles, and she giggles, and he laughs, and she laughs. This is how a friendship was formed over an air gitar and bad bernyanyi about history.
When anda look at the night sky, what do anda see?
In my eyes,
I see the moon as a peaceful spirit,
watching over me.
When anda stop and listen to the wind, what do anda hear?
In my eyes,
The wind sings to me and tells tales.
When anda feel the sun on your back, what do anda think?
In my eyes,
The sun reaches out and gives me a warm smile.
When anda hear a flowing stream, how does it sound?
In my eyes,
The stream is floating in my jantung and soul, drifting on and on.
When anda look at me, what do anda see?
In my eyes,
I see an average girl who is silently struggling inside.
But that's all in my eyes.
In my eyes,
I see the moon as a peaceful spirit,
watching over me.
When anda stop and listen to the wind, what do anda hear?
In my eyes,
The wind sings to me and tells tales.
When anda feel the sun on your back, what do anda think?
In my eyes,
The sun reaches out and gives me a warm smile.
When anda hear a flowing stream, how does it sound?
In my eyes,
The stream is floating in my jantung and soul, drifting on and on.
When anda look at me, what do anda see?
In my eyes,
I see an average girl who is silently struggling inside.
But that's all in my eyes.
Pain!!
Hi people. well im starting up an saran column for those people who need saran through situations and questions. If anda yourself find your stuck in a problem email my account at dearannie_advice@hotmail.co.uk. this is my special account i use for people needing help. Dont worry anything anda say will never be told to anyone else, thats my promise. If anda dont think anda trust me then send it to my fanpop account. im here to help those stuck.
please if anda need advice, just try it.
the new Dear Annie
xxxxx
please if anda need advice, just try it.
the new Dear Annie
xxxxx
"After a while, the insanity of the situation wore off and it seemed completely normal."
isaac
I chanced a glance at you
from across the crowded room
and that was when I noticed
anda were looking at me too
we both know this shouldn't happen
its a road we've been down before
and the only way it ever ends
is with anda walking out the door
so I wish someone would explain to me
why I'm still rooted in place
staring in the direction
of just another lonely face
my mind is screaming at me to run
while my jantung asks me to stay
for a moment I dont know what to do
and if its a price I'm willing to pay
we both know this is wrong
the cinta that we share
but we also know that wont stop us
because to find this kind of cinta is rare
from across the crowded room
and that was when I noticed
anda were looking at me too
we both know this shouldn't happen
its a road we've been down before
and the only way it ever ends
is with anda walking out the door
so I wish someone would explain to me
why I'm still rooted in place
staring in the direction
of just another lonely face
my mind is screaming at me to run
while my jantung asks me to stay
for a moment I dont know what to do
and if its a price I'm willing to pay
we both know this is wrong
the cinta that we share
but we also know that wont stop us
because to find this kind of cinta is rare
hey guys I'm new here and I just want to tell u guys how to become a mermaid for those putri duyung lovers
I only know 1 spells and I hope it works for u guys
SPELL1#
these 're the following items needed
cup of water with salt mixed in it
voice
steps to take
put ur hand in the salty water atau fresh water if u want
say the spell 3 times
putri duyung in the sea oh so fast and free
I wish to be one of u, I will have a tail colour of ()
and the power to () water
I will get my tail and power in ten menit but no later
mermaid when wet, human when dry
10 detik is all it takesto transform
so mote it be×2
U might get ur tail after 10 menit but it might work for some people
BEWARE:U CHANGE AFTER ONE DROP OF WATER
Good luck
I only know 1 spells and I hope it works for u guys
SPELL1#
these 're the following items needed
cup of water with salt mixed in it
voice
steps to take
put ur hand in the salty water atau fresh water if u want
say the spell 3 times
putri duyung in the sea oh so fast and free
I wish to be one of u, I will have a tail colour of ()
and the power to () water
I will get my tail and power in ten menit but no later
mermaid when wet, human when dry
10 detik is all it takesto transform
so mote it be×2
U might get ur tail after 10 menit but it might work for some people
BEWARE:U CHANGE AFTER ONE DROP OF WATER
Good luck
