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.
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
Lonely Girl
So peaceful in sleep she lies
Brown hair spilled across her pillow
I can picture her beautiful eyes
Looking into her dreams…
She looks like she’s not listening
But really she’s deep in thought
Remembering forgotten memories
When she lived life as she ought
Stolen kisses in the night
Laughing with her friends
Little did she know back then
This is where it all would end
Her jantung is filled with regret
Always looking back
She wishes she would just forget
And find happiness once lebih
I don’t think she’ll ever forget you
But for now there’s joy on her face
She keeps reminding herself
It’s not a race, to be the first to find your place
Now as the sun goes down
She’ll say a prayer
Wishing perhaps for you
But really, life’s not that fair
There’s nothing this Lonely Girl can do
So peaceful in sleep she lies
Brown hair spilled across her pillow
I can picture her beautiful eyes
Looking into her dreams…
She looks like she’s not listening
But really she’s deep in thought
Remembering forgotten memories
When she lived life as she ought
Stolen kisses in the night
Laughing with her friends
Little did she know back then
This is where it all would end
Her jantung is filled with regret
Always looking back
She wishes she would just forget
And find happiness once lebih
I don’t think she’ll ever forget you
But for now there’s joy on her face
She keeps reminding herself
It’s not a race, to be the first to find your place
Now as the sun goes down
She’ll say a prayer
Wishing perhaps for you
But really, life’s not that fair
There’s nothing this Lonely Girl can do
